Tomorrow, the Grand Secretary Will Have to Look Up to Me

Pre-release novel one, "The Moonlight Is Not a Substitute." Please add it to your collection

Reborn Zhao Changling takes the place of her sister, Zhao Yuexian, who has fled from her wedding, and marries the Sixth Prince, Min Tianche: a cruel, sinister man whose life hangs by a thread, and who is devoted to her sister.

When Min Tianche has his bones shattered and is abandoned in the wilderness, Zhao Changling crosses mountains and rivers alone. Holding him as blood pours from his body, she cries until her eyes are red as peaches.

When Min Tianche is betrayed by his trusted aide and surrounded by a hail of arrows, not one member of the royal family is willing to trade their troops for his life. Not his birth mother, the Noble Consort, nor Zhao Yuexian, now an empress.

Only Zhao Changling, so delicate and prone to tears, drives a carriage piled high with all their wealth to the enemy camp alone, then throws it at their feet, sobbing.

With her eyes red from crying, she says, "They won't trade, so I will!!"

Min Tianche used to hate the vulgar, money-loving Zhao Changling so much, and hated her weakness and tears even more.

"Zhao Changling, I hate you. If only you had a little of Yuexian's determination and restraint, I might have tried to love you."

"Don't think that just because you look like Yuexian, and you're her substitute, I'll go easy on you. You're not her. You're just a country bumpkin who loves to cry!"

But Zhao Changling always smiles at his heart-wounding words, never taking them to heart.

Leaning against his wheelchair, Min Tianche can't help covering Zhao Changling with a blanket as she sleeps soundly across his lap. In his sleeve, he clutches the spell he made for their eternal bond. He once nearly fell off a cliff in search of the seven-colored flower.

The spell bears both his and Zhao Changling's names, side by side.

But one day, while talking in her sleep, Zhao Changling calls out another name: Min Tianluo.

The younger twin brother who, it is said, died in childhood!

Reborn Zhao Changling has a secret.

With eyes red from crying, she says, "My Tianluo gege once said that he had no regrets about the life he'd lived. He had only one wish: that his twin brother could be happy. So... I came."

Min Tianche is in such agony that he nearly loses his mind. He claws at his chest as if to tear out his own heart, his eyes bloodshot. "Zhao Changling! I have never hated you as much as I do right now! Tell me, what do I have to do to beat a dead man??"

As it turns out, Min Tianche has a secret too. His moonlight has never been replaced, not from beginning to end.

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The blurb for this story:

When Lord Luo, the Grand Secretary of the court, finally decides to divorce his first wife, Su Nianyao, she suddenly bumps her head.

When she wakes up, the Su Nianyao who once loved him with all her heart no longer argues or fights.

Lord Luo wants to win her back. He has already abandoned the idea of divorcing and remarrying, but he has always been proud by nature. The sweet words he painstakingly came up with turn into something else when they reach his lips.

She smiles, seated leisurely in an official's chair as she sips her tea, and says unhurriedly, "Be your mistress? No need. Let's part on good terms... or rather, have a happy divorce!"

After having her vast fortune counted, Su Nianyao leaves the Luo family gates with measured steps and not the slightest reluctance.

Heaven knows, Su Nianyao never dared imagine that one day she could enjoy a refined life as a single woman!

In a fit of anger, Lord Luo throws the divorce papers at her face, then turns his back and waits smugly for her to make peace. Instead, all he gets is her carefree retreating figure, and a heart she has crushed to pieces.

Who could have known that just when Su Nianyao was utterly despondent, convinced she had nowhere to turn but death, Zhou Langchen, always so wickedly charming and frivolous, would save her and open a door to a new world for her?

From then on, Su Nianyao and Zhou Langchen become allies.

#The whole court trembles at the thought of him, even the emperor fears him. A master of assassination has my back, so divorce it is!!#

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Pre-release novel two, "Becoming the Ancestor of My Former Fiance." Please add it to your collection

When Zhao Zhi was three, an imperial decree tied her to the Zhou family of the Earl of Loyalty and Righteousness's household.

Ever since she was little, Zhao Zhi has been terrified of her fiance, Zhou Feizhi, who kicks skulls around like chamber pots. But her father says that if she doesn't marry him, she probably won't live to see sixteen.

Better to live badly than not at all. She has already prepared herself to marry into the Zhou family when Zhou Feizhi tears up the marriage contract on the spot.

"What kind of courage does a timid pigeon like her have to be my wife?" Zhou Feizhi asks impatiently, one eyebrow raised as he lounges in the sect master's seat at Xuanwu Pass, the royal family's foremost secret fortress.

In a fit of anger, Old Master Zhou personally marries Zhao Zhi as his second wife.

Born unruly and convinced of his own superiority, Zhou Feizhi believes that every woman in the world will only slow down his martial arts training.

Little does he expect that after he's accidentally injured, a girl so weak she can't even lift a bucket will fit perfectly into his heart.

From then on, he is lovestruck day and night, all because of her.

He returns to the manor to pay his respects at Old Master's funeral, and also to meet the new great-grandmother.

He brings her tea and reluctantly calls her "Great-Grandma."

The instant he looks up, Zhou Feizhi falls apart.

"Be a good boy, Feizhi." Zhao Zhi, still very much a little girl, gives him a candied hawthorn as a red packet.

As a rain of arrows descends, Zhou Feizhi risks his life to protect Zhao Zhi as they struggle onward. He shields her from the arrows ahead of her, his body bristling with arrowheads.

Keeping her safely behind him, he roars with bloodshot eyes, "Zhao Zhi, are you still not going to say it? If you recognized me back then, why were you so good to me?"

The girl behind him is crying like a little dumpling as she argues back. "Then you tell me! You were so badly injured back then. How could I just abandon my great-grandson?"

Theme: People must keep looking ahead.