Blurb:
In the fourth year of the Jingcheng era, the Northern Frontier won a great victory.
Pei Qingchuan, Grand Marshal of the Northern Army, had rendered great service at considerable personal cost. Emperor Jingcheng arranged his marriage to Princess Song Ning.
Song Ning: "..."
Song Ning was unwilling, but her imperial brother was determined to meddle.
With no other choice, she disguised herself as a maid and snuck into the Pei residence, intending to seduce him with her beauty, find something to use against him, and force him to comply.
But...
Song Ning: "General, this servant has admired you for a long time..."
Pei Qingchuan curled his lip and laid a cool hand over her eyes. "Knowing Your Highness the Princess feels this way makes me most happy."
Song Ning was stunned. "When did you... You rogue! These past few months, you’ve been acting the whole time!"
Pei Qingchuan cupped his hands and gave her an insincere reply. "You were the one who started acting first, Your Highness."
Song Ning: "..." You rogue!
Spoiled princess x seemingly gentle but secretly scheming general
[Upcoming Novel] Marry Me a Brother
Blurb:
[Shen Xinmo’s version]
At sixteen, Shen Xinmo married into the Anping Marquis’s household. Their life was uneventful, but affection grew with time.
She had thought their days ahead would be sweet and long-lasting.
But on the day she gave birth, she died from a difficult labor and severe bleeding.
If only she hadn’t died. She still wanted to live in harmony with her husband and share the everyday joys of life...
Fortunately, fate took pity on her, and Shen Xinmo was reborn in her ten-year-old body. Looking at Fu Yan, who stood before her with his eyes lowered in thought, she had only one thought: This time, not only will I get you into bed sooner, I’ll keep you there for good.
But when Shen Xinmo saw the wariness in the Anping Marquis’s eyes, she couldn’t help sighing. How had she never noticed in her previous life how difficult it was to get into this bastard’s bed?
[Fu Yan’s version]
Fu Yan picked up a little girl.
She had a sad background, and she was the younger sister of an old friend. By rights, he ought to raise her as his own little sister.
But something about the way she looked at him didn’t seem quite right.
Theme: For you, I’d brave a mountain of blades and a sea of fire...
