Baoying

Female-directed romance Baoying was born to a noble family, with a face as beautiful as a flower and a fragile, winsome air. A mere beckoning finger was enough to make those unattainable gentlemen from outside present their hearts to her. But to Baoying, a sincere heart was no more than a hairpin on her dressing table or a flower in her courtyard. She could cherish it when she wanted, then cast it aside without a second thought when she no longer did. Besides, every one of her siblings was exceptionally beautiful and a peerless talent of their generation. Even her companion who stayed by her side was so beautiful they seemed otherworldly, yet still they humbly served her. At first, Baoying took pride in all this. The finest, most dazzling things in the world surrounded her. Was there anything she couldn't have? Except for that lowly stable hand. He threw away the honeyed sweets she gave him and never even looked her in the eye. Even when she deigned to show him kindness, he rebuffed her again and again. Furious, Baoying treated him even worse. The next time she stood with her foot on the stable hand's head, she received a devastating piece of news. She wasn't really part of the family. As Baoying panicked, she remembered how arrogant and domineering she had been. Only the “younger sister” she had once loved most came forward, took her hand, and wiped away her tears. She soothed her softly and promised to take her somewhere no one could ever find them. Afraid that the people she'd toyed with would seek revenge, Baoying had no choice but to agree through her tears. The wind howled as Baoying huddled in her “younger sister's” arms. She faintly heard someone calling her. When she looked up, the “younger sister” was teasing her with long, slender fingers, their features gradually taking on a masculine cast. Baoying was so terrified her limbs went numb. The “younger sister” simply lowered their head at an unhurried pace and asked, “Will you come with me, or go back to that den of wolves and tigers where everyone wants a piece of you?” Theme: Life goes on, generation after generation.