Stealing My Younger Brother’s Wife

🌟Both leads are sexually inexperienced | Brothers competing for the same woman | Marriage before love 🌟Gentle, soft beauty X a lofty, aloof man who devotes himself to Buddhism at first, then becomes a dark, obsessive ghost of a man 🌟Next book: Turns Out the Crown Princess Doesn’t Love Me, a male-replacement romance where the aloof male lead pursues his wife after losing her. Visit my author page to add it to your collection! 【Blurb】 Wen Songyi had an excellent match arranged for her. His name was Li Congxin. Born into a marquis’s household, he was spirited and always stood up for her, giving her his support. He was an undying sun in the barren days of her sheltered life. But for some reason, after they married, his temperament changed completely. He stopped talking and barely paid her any attention. At night, he even insisted they sleep in separate beds. After going to great lengths, Wen Songyi finally thawed the ice around his heart and consummated their marriage with him. She thought their life together was finally going to improve. Then came a stormy night. Thunder woke her, and in her half-conscious state, she thought she heard her husband calling her in a voice full of anguish. She hurried out of bed to look for him. She saw “Li Congxin” strolling toward her from beneath the covered walkway, with nothing about him out of the ordinary except the damp chill of the rainy night. She hurried after him and asked, “What’s wrong?” He only held her and soothed her gently, as usual. “It’s nothing. A thief broke in, but it’s taken care of. Don’t be afraid, Mimi.” His bloodstained hand quietly disappeared into his sleeve. The seal bearing his younger brother Li Congxin’s name was clutched in his hand. It still held the warmth of the man it had just been torn from, but the scent of bodhi incense on him completely masked it. * Li Congjia was born into a military family. He joined the army at thirteen, took command at seventeen, and at eighteen crushed the allied forces at the border. He was made a general who guarded the nation, with an illustrious future beyond measure. Yet at twenty, he knelt on a meditation cushion in a temple, wanting only to become a monk. Only after his mother begged him again and again did he put off his ordination and return home to impersonate his missing twin brother and marry in his place. It was nothing more than a way to repay the Duke’s household for raising him all these years. He didn’t think he would fall for her. Once his younger brother came back, everything would return to normal. But some people seemed destined to be his undoing. She hadn’t even done anything. She just brought him meals and waited for him to come home. Yet he couldn’t stop thinking about her or longing for her. In the middle of the night, all he could see were her smiling eyes, her pale hand holding onto his sleeve, and the gentle, lilting way she called him “husband”... Those who covet their brother’s wife are condemned to Avici forever, never to be reborn. Note: The female lead’s romantic storyline is with the older brother throughout. The younger brother is only a match arranged for her, and there is no romantic development between them. 🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸 Blurb for Turns Out the Crown Princess Doesn’t Love Me: 🌟Male-replacement romance | A pursuit after losing her | Aloof beauty turns into an obsessive ghost | Men competing for the same woman 🌟Proud, arrogant Crown Prince X Crown Princess with someone else in her heart Xie Chengzhou didn’t like his Crown Princess. She was uneducated and dull, lacking even a trace of the grace befitting a noble young lady. And what Xie Chengzhou hated most was that, after he rejected her marriage proposal, she drugged him at the Qujiang Banquet, ruining his childhood romance with his cousin. So even when Jiang Mei bore him a son and helped him keep his position as Crown Prince, Xie Chengzhou still felt little affection for her. When rebels stormed the imperial city, he even abandoned his pregnant wife to save his cousin. After the rebellion was put down, he ignored the fact that she was so shaken by her pregnancy that she could barely sleep or eat, and insisted on taking his newly widowed cousin as a consort to make up for what he had lost. And Jiang Mei truly did love him desperately. Not only did she agree at once to let his cousin enter the palace, she even took the initiative to persuade the Empress Dowager. Xie Chengzhou was pleased. If she could remain this obedient and sensible, he might even grant her the rank of consort after he ascended the throne. Until the day of the Qujiang Banquet. Xie Chengzhou was acting on his father’s orders, meeting this year’s successful candidates in the imperial examinations, when he saw the top scholar’s face, so strikingly similar to his own. His Crown Princess, who disliked socializing more than anything, had actually braved the discomfort of pregnancy to come meet that man in secret. The eyes that had never shed a tear for him were brimming with tears for someone else. The lips that had never once called him by an intimate name called that man “Zhaolang.” Only then did Xie Chengzhou learn that his Crown Princess had never loved him. She only liked his face because it looked so much like the face of the man she loved. And Jiang Mei was not truly uneducated or dull. The music she played had once kept the orioles circling overhead for three days. The poems she wrote had once been imitated by scholars across the region. That charming lyric he had praised so highly was written by Jiang Mei, once the most celebrated young lady in Hedong. It told the unforgettable story of her and the man she loved. Her dazzling talents and the passionate love she felt as a young woman had simply never belonged to him. * The moment Jiang Mei was tricked into marrying into the Eastern Palace, her heart died completely. She no longer cared about other people’s misunderstandings or her husband’s coldness. She never expected that when they could finally part ways in peace, the man who had once looked down on her most would become the one most unwilling to let her go. And she never expected that the proud, self-possessed Crown Prince, whose arrogance was etched into his very bones, would one day pin her down in a frenzy and ask again and again: “Has he kissed you here?” “What about here?” (Blurb written on August 20, 2026) Theme: Look back on the past, and look forward to spring with me.