My thoughts are all over the place, so this story is temporarily locked. 2020/12/7
During the years Zhao Qian struggled to survive in the palace, she gave him food and drink so he could fill his stomach and stay alive.
Zhao Qian asked who she was.
“I’m your imperial sister-in-law.”
At twenty, Prince Qin Zhao Qian entered the palace to celebrate his elder brother’s birthday.
On the night he left, Zhao Qian broke into the Cold Palace and took away his “imperial sister-in-law.”
She thanked him and wanted to leave.
Zhao Qian came up with every excuse and told every lie he could think of to make her stay. He even said,
“As your elder brother’s wife, you’re like a mother to me. At least help me find a wife before you go.”
She agreed and did her best to look for a suitable match for him.
He carefully hid his feelings, afraid that if she found out, she would want nothing more to do with him.
But eventually, she found out anyway.
He never wanted to marry anyone. He only wanted her.
She was astonished. “Zhao Qian, I’m your imperial sister-in-law!”
Zhao Qian let out a pained laugh, emotions suppressed for far too long burning in his eyes.
“So what if you’re my sister-in-law?!”
... ...
She never knew
that through all the upheavals and changing tides, he had been longing for his imperial sister-in-law for ten years!
There was no light in Zhao Qian’s heart. She was his light.
Jiang Zizhen raised her younger brother-in-law as if he were her own little brother.
She thought he was gentle, well-mannered, and so sweet and obedient that you couldn’t help but dote on him.
Who could have guessed that one day, his pure, innocent exterior would peel away,
revealing a pitch-black heart beneath…
#I thought of you as my little brother-in-law, but you want to be my husband???#
#How do I deal with a sweet-on-the-outside, scheming-on-the-inside brother-in-law? Online, and urgently seeking advice#
#A world in chaos, and salvation#
*Radiant, moonlike abandoned empress of the Cold Palace × gloomy, scheming rebel prince [not a good person]
*One-on-one, younger male lead, bittersweet and indulgent romance. Set in an imaginary dynasty. The medical details are made up for the story, so please don’t take them as fact or scrutinize them for historical accuracy.
*Note: There are no romantic feelings between them while they remain in a sister-in-law and brother-in-law relationship.
This novel is entered in the “Science and Technology Strengthen the Nation” writing competition. Reason for entering: The heroine is dedicated to promoting traditional Chinese medicine, treating febrile illnesses, and helping the people.
Coming soon: The Early-Era Romance “The Concubine-in-Waiting”
Ji Ying is a bedroom maid, with cherry-red lips, fragrant cheeks, and a supple waist. Her sole purpose is to seduce the head of the Song family, Song Yuanzhou.
She was originally sold into servitude to the Bai family, the family of Song Yuanzhou’s fiancée, Bai. The Bai family made connections with the powerful and no longer wanted their daughter to marry the sickly Song Yuanzhou, so they sent Ji Ying over to wait for him to die.
Ji Ying diligently waited for the head of the household to die, but he wasn’t worried at all. Every night, he held her by the waist and took his pleasure.
She knew he thought she was beneath him.
So he used her as a human shield to protect his beloved cousin, letting her endure endless abuse, sending her back to the Bai family to spy for information, and putting her life in danger time and again.
When she was injured because of him, he simply watched with cold indifference.
That wasn’t all. He demanded that she remain absolutely faithful. Even the slightest distraction in bed would earn her a brutal punishment... ...
He often asked her, “Who am I? Who are you?”
Ji Ying gritted her teeth and knelt at his feet, answering in the most servile tone, “The head of the household is this servant’s master and husband. This servant is the master’s lowly slave.”
He was satisfied.
Until one day, Ji Ying got what she wanted, turned around, and left without hesitation.
... ...
After she left, she heard that the high-and-mighty head of the household had vomited blood and fallen unconscious. His condition had rapidly worsened, and he often called hoarsely in his dreams,
“Yingying! Don’t go!”
Oh, he was probably calling for his beloved cousin. It had nothing to do with her anyway.
Cold, ruthless, sickly head of the household × scheming bedroom maid biding her time
*One-on-one, indulgent old-school romance, no changing male leads, and a long road to winning back his wife.
Theme: Be brave for the people you care about
