Pei Qiong is good at sweet-talking. She has her grandmother, parents, and brothers wrapped around her little finger, and they all dote on her most. Even the Crown Prince, the coldest person around, is so thoroughly charmed by her honeyed words that he defies his father's orders to marry her.
But the Crown Princess, rumored to be pampered and adored, has to count out her sweets one by one. Looking at the few pieces left in her little box, Pei Qiong pitifully counts the days remaining in the month, wondering how she can make them last until the end of it.
The night is deep and dark, a pair of mandarin ducks entwined. Beads of sweat glisten, and her hair spills in disarray.
With tears clinging to her lashes, Pei Qiong turns away and refuses to speak to him.
The Crown Prince coaxes her with a cold face: "Sweetie, be good. Don't cry. I'll make you lychee sweet soup tomorrow, all right?"
[Reading Guide]
1. They dote on each other.
2. It really is sweet. If it's not sweet, you don't pay.
3. A fictional setting, all for the sugary romance. Please don't overanalyze.
[Completed works: Sugar-Sweet Affection and The Beauty's Precious]
[Coming soon: Spoiled Rotten. Visit the author's page to bookmark it~]
Commandery Princess Zhaoyuan was raised by the emperor from childhood, cherished and indulged beyond measure.
The emperor's intentions were unfathomable, and everyone in the court and inner palace lived in constant fear. She alone dared to run wild, dancing on the emperor's very heart.
The emperor doted on her and indulged her, letting her make the biggest mess imaginable without so much as a word of blame.
Then this precious little troublemaker suddenly came of age and fell for the newly appointed top scholar.
The winds shifted, and the emperor flew into a rage.
Everyone cowered, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
But Commandery Princess Zhaoyuan seemed not to notice. Clinging to the emperor, she wheedled, "Brother Li, please help A Yuan. I really like him."
The emperor concealed the bloodthirsty darkness in his eyes and gently coaxed the mischievous child he had raised to know no limits. "All right."
[Sweet romance, mutual pining, happy ending, so sweet it's cloying, so sweet it makes your teeth ache]
Theme:
Alas, I always feel that this kind of sliminess is too sick. I feel like I'm going to suffocate just by looking at it.
I saw someone commenting that it was too morbid, but I really like this kind of thing. Life is not easy anymore. Reading this kind of novel makes me feel very relaxed and happy. I hope I can keep writing this kind of thing.
It's very cute and sweet, but I feel very sorry for my younger brother. I feel really sad when I see my younger brother seeing his father clearly happy but not daring to scream (ಥ_ಥ) It's a pity that the part about Zhao Qiheng's change in his younger brother was not written. It would be perfect if it could be filled in.
It's just a brainless pet, and it feels like the heroine has no self.
Why is the heroine crying in every chapter? She is made of water, so she has to cry to dryness.
The third son is the one who is most like Zhao Qiheng. He is as precocious and sensitive as the young Zhao Qiheng and longs for his father's love.
Zhao Qiheng saw San'er's eyes outside the door and thought of the father's love that he had been asking for when he was three years old, so he had that intimate touch.
This touch was given by Zhao Qiheng to San'er, and it was also given by him to the young Xiao Qiheng.
This is the beginning of the close relationship between their father and son. With the beginning, there will be various possibilities.
This is enough of the story. I can't go on. It's just a side story. If I write it any more, it will become another book.
Damn it, Quark stole your article and changed the title
It's been a while since there's been a new post
Ah, this... I feel unsatisfied if I stop here.
Great author, could you please publish a book with three little ones? ! ! I really want to see it! ! !
Alas, I always feel that this kind of sliminess is too sick. I feel like I'm going to suffocate just by looking at it.
I saw someone commenting that it was too morbid, but I really like this kind of thing. Life is not easy anymore. Reading this kind of novel makes me feel very relaxed and happy. I hope I can keep writing this kind of thing.
It's very cute and sweet, but I feel very sorry for my younger brother. I feel really sad when I see my younger brother seeing his father clearly happy but not daring to scream (ಥ_ಥ) It's a pity that the part about Zhao Qiheng's change in his younger brother was not written. It would be perfect if it could be filled in.
It's just a brainless pet, and it feels like the heroine has no self.
Why is the heroine crying in every chapter? She is made of water, so she has to cry to dryness.
The third son is the one who is most like Zhao Qiheng. He is as precocious and sensitive as the young Zhao Qiheng and longs for his father's love. Zhao Qiheng saw San'er's eyes outside the door and thought of the father's love that he had been asking for when he was three years old, so he had that intimate touch. This touch was given by Zhao Qiheng to San'er, and it was also given by him to the young Xiao Qiheng. This is the beginning of the close relationship between their father and son. With the beginning, there will be various possibilities. This is enough of the story. I can't go on. It's just a side story. If I write it any more, it will become another book.
Damn it, Quark stole your article and changed the title
It's been a while since there's been a new post
Ah, this... I feel unsatisfied if I stop here.
Great author, could you please publish a book with three little ones? ! ! I really want to see it! ! !