This novel is on hiatus. Please don't start reading.
Xu Xiwan was made a consort and sent into the palace to bring good fortune to the critically ill emperor. Just three days later, she was widowed. She had never been favored and had no children, so the only fate awaiting her was to be buried alive with the emperor.
The throne passed from elder brother to younger brother. After the new emperor ascended, he abolished the practice of burying living people with the dead. As the late emperor's widow, Xu Xiwan was made Empress Qinyuan and settled in Anshou Palace.
The new sovereign was virtuous and wise, and all under heaven praised him.
Only Xu Xiwan knew how brazen Li An was behind closed doors. Her confinement in Ci'en Hall had been his doing, all because they had shared a brief romance when they were young and still innocent of love.
From then on, she was trapped within the palace walls. Every night, she dreaded the sound of him knocking on her door.
Sick of this imprisonment, she was always thinking of how to escape the debt of this ill-fated relationship.
Li An liked how obediently Xu Xiwan followed his wishes. He thought he could one day let her stand openly by his side.
Then, on the eve of the New Year, a fire broke out in a side hall during the ancestral rites at the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Empress Qinyuan, who had gone there to pray for blessings, did not make it out. When the young emperor arrived, all that remained before him was a field of ruins...
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They met again on a warm spring day, with flowers drifting through the air. Xu Xiwan stood frozen in the courtyard, as if plunged into an icy abyss.
On the steps, a man looked down at her from above, his whole figure shrouded in shadow. He held the hand of a small child, the very two-year-old she had been searching for.
The man gave a faint smile, then gathered his robe and crouched down, asking the child gently, "Who is she to you?"
Innocent and bright, the child turned to Xu Xiwan and called out sweetly, "Mama!"
Xu Xiwan felt as if struck by lightning. She staggered forward to grab the child, but Li An seized her wrist and effortlessly pulled her in front of him.
His lips curled into a smile, but his eyes suddenly turned cold and vicious. "Wan Niang, tell me, who is this child's father?"
She thought that if she escaped for three years, everything would be over? Now, he wanted her even less to slip away.
(Previously published under the titles My, I'm So Delicate, Little Empress Dowager, and The Widowed Little Empress. I've made some changes to the blurb for The Widowed Little Empress. If that bothers you, please remove it from your collection. Bowing.)
Please add my upcoming novel, Yao Yi, to your reading list.
One reckless night ruined Yao Yi's reputation. Rumors spread that she had been tricked and violated.
As the rumors raged, an imposing carriage stopped outside the Yuan family home. Yao Yi knew there was no longer any place for her in her family. With her father's sigh ringing in her ears, she resolutely climbed into the carriage. The neighbors pointed and whispered that this was just a wealthy family's way of saving face, and that sooner or later she would be tormented to death anyway.
Nervous and uncertain, she was brought to a grand estate. Many days later, she finally met Zhan Duo.
He had an air of nobility, his proud bearing like a lofty pine. His gaze upon her was distant and cool.
Yao Yi had no desire to cling to him. She simply had nowhere else to go and needed somewhere to stay for a while.
She was always careful to keep her distance, never going to bother Zhan Duo, and simply waiting for the right time to leave.
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Zhan Duo went to his maternal grandfather's home to celebrate his birthday, but someone deliberately persuaded him to drink. After that, he lost control and took a woman.
A proud scion of a noble family, he ought to take responsibility for his mistake. But the Zhan family was an aristocratic clan, and he could never marry her.
She was poorly educated and knew nothing of music. Even her voice was soft. At least she was well-behaved, so he thought he might take her as a concubine after some time. That would not be treating her unfairly.
But when he returned from a trip, the gatekeeper handed him a wedding invitation from the countryside.
The kindhearted Madam Zhan had found Yao Yi a match. The man was said to be decent, and the wedding date had already been set.
When Zhan Duo rushed to the little courtyard in the countryside, he saw Yao Yi sewing her wedding dress by candlelight.
When she saw him, Yao Yi rose with a radiant smile. "Young Master, you've got the date wrong."
Zhan Duo's eyes darkened. He dragged her into the bedchamber and held her as tightly as he had on the day she had been set up. Again and again, she pushed against him.
He pulled her into his arms. Beside his ear, her trembling voice repeated, "You can't. You can't..."
Thesis: Time flows downstream, while life is a boat rowing against the current.
The pre-released article "Accidentally Offended the Villain's Cousin", my dears, please pick it up. In the blink of an eye, the cousin who lived in the backyard of the Hou Mansion grew up. She was graceful and graceful, with strong muscles and weak bones, and her beauty could not be hidden, which attracted the attention of all the young men in the manor. Xu Yangyang was on tenterhooks, fearing that her appearance would cause trouble, so she only hoped that the old lady would consider her superficial affection and find a marriage for her. Just because she had a terrible dream, in which her eldest cousin forced her to be a concubine; her second cousin deceived her with his clever words; and her third cousin even locked her in a hidden pavilion, which was so miserable. Later, a cousin whom she had never met became the head of the household and he cut off the shackles for her. One day, Xu Yangyang saw a ragged young man in the garden, saying that he was the illegitimate son of a deceased uncle in the mansion who was living outside. Looking over, the young man's face actually coincided with the head of the family in the dream. On the veranda, she secretly followed the boy. The person in front noticed it and turned around suddenly. His face was half covered by his messy hair, and his eyes were evil and sinister. Xu Yangyang clenched her hands and called softly, cousin. Ji Cong was a foreigner who had been living in the market since he was a child. He was only recognized after the uncle of the Ji family died of illness and had no offspring. After he came back, all he got was contempt from others. Even the servants called him a little bastard in private. Only the little girl, as weak as a canary, would approach him. When he was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall, she secretly gave him food; if he wanted to fight, she would whisper to him; when it was cold, she gave him thick clothes... One day, Ji Cong became the head of the family. Xu Yangyang was glad that she hugged the right thigh and avoided the misery in her dream. The night before she was waiting for Wu Xiucai to propose marriage, she had the second half of the nightmare. Ji Cong rescued her, but also gave her a gold cage. After waking up, she ran to the study to see Ji Cong and said she wanted to get married as soon as possible. Ji Cong, tall and tall, turned around from the bookshelf: Yangyang wants to marry him? Xu Yangyang looked into those dark eyes and squeezed out a soft "hmm" from her throat. That night, she was pushed into the tent by him, unable to break free, and heard his gloomy voice in her ears: Believe me, he is not suitable. She was his, how could she be given away to others?
It's very good. It's already about 20 chapters. Why did it stop updating??? What a shame.
Thank you so much, adjust yourself and start again at any time. Come on
This book looks very interesting. It's discontinued. What a pity.
Will you continue writing this book?
I just found a good book and it ended...
Ah, I thought it looked pretty good, why did I stop?
Ahhhh? No, I finally found a novel that I can read.
Is this a permanent cessation or a temporary suspension? Well written
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