Stealing My Younger Brother’s Wife

🌟 [Main Story Complete] SC, brothers competing for the same love | Married first, love later

🌟 Gentle beauty X aloof, devout man who becomes a gloomy, unhinged ghost of a man

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[Blurb]

Wen Songyi had an excellent marriage prospect.

His name was Li Congxin. Born into a marquis's family, he was spirited and outgoing, always standing up for her and having her back. He was a blazing sun that never set over the barren years of her life at home.

But for some reason, after they married, his temperament changed completely. He stopped talking and barely acknowledged anyone. At night, he even insisted on sleeping in a separate bed from her.

It took Wen Songyi a great deal of effort to finally thaw that iceberg and consummate their marriage. She thought at last their life together would get better.

Then one day, on a stormy night, she woke with a start at the thunder. In a daze, she thought she heard her husband calling for her in utter misery.

She hurried out of bed to find him.

Just then, “Li Congxin” came strolling down the corridor. Aside from the dampness of the rainy night clinging to him, there was nothing amiss.

She hurried after him and asked, “What happened?”

He merely held her and gently soothed her as he always did. “Nothing. A thief broke into the house, but it's taken care of. Don't be afraid, Mimi.”

His bloodstained hand, the blood not yet dry, slipped discreetly into his sleeve.

He clutched a seal engraved with his younger brother Li Congxin's name. Though it still held the warmth of having just been wrenched from its owner's body, the scent of bodhi on him completely concealed it.

*

Li Congjia was born into a military family. He joined the army at thirteen, took command at seventeen, and at eighteen broke the allied forces besieging the border pass. He was named General Who Guards the Nation, with a future too brilliant to measure.

But at twenty, he knelt on a prayer mat in a temple, wanting only to become a monk.

Only after his mother pleaded with him again and again did he put off his ordination and return home to impersonate his missing twin brother and marry in his place.

He was only repaying the Duke's household for raising him all these years. He never thought he would fall for her. Once his brother came back, everything would return to normal.

But some people seemed destined to be his undoing.

She did nothing in particular. She simply brought him meals and waited for him to come home. Yet he couldn't stop thinking of her, couldn't stop longing for her. In his midnight dreams, he saw only her smiling eyes, her delicate hand curled around his sleeve, and the soft, lilting way she called him “husband”...

“Those who covet their brother's wife shall fall forever into Avici Hell, never to be reborn.”

Note:

The heroine's romance is with the elder brother throughout. The younger brother is only a tool for the betrothal, with no romantic development.

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Blurb for “Turns Out the Crown Princess Doesn’t Love Me”:

🌟 Male replacement romance | Regretful husband chases his wife | Aloof beauty turns into a ghost | Rivalry between men

🌟 Proud and haughty Crown Prince X Crown Princess with someone else in her heart

Xie Chengzhou didn't like his Crown Princess.

She was uneducated, bland, and dull, with none of the grace expected of a noblewoman.

What Xie Chengzhou hated most was that after he rejected her marriage proposal, she drugged him at the Qujiang Banquet, ruining his childhood sweetheart bond with his cousin.

So even when Jiang Mei bore him a son and helped him hold on to his position as Crown Prince, Xie Chengzhou felt little for her.

When rebel forces stormed the imperial city, he even left his heavily pregnant wife behind to save his cousin.

After the rebellion was put down, despite his wife being so badly shaken during pregnancy that she couldn't eat or sleep, he insisted on taking his newly widowed cousin as a secondary consort, making up for the regret of their lost chance.

And Jiang Mei truly did love him desperately.

She not only readily agreed to let his cousin enter the palace, but even helped persuade the Empress Dowager.

Xie Chengzhou was pleased.

If she could remain this obedient and understanding, he might even grant her the rank of consort after ascending the throne.

Until the day of the Qujiang Banquet.

By imperial order, Xie Chengzhou went to meet the year's new graduates on behalf of his father, and saw the top scholar's face, so strikingly similar to his own.

His Crown Princess, who usually hated socializing, had braved the discomfort of pregnancy to come meet that man in secret.

Her eyes, which had never shed a tear for him, now brimmed with tears for someone else.

Her lips, which had never 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 had only liked his face, which so closely resembled the man in her heart.

And Jiang Mei was not truly uneducated, bland, or dull.

The music she played had once kept orioles in the heavens circling the rafters for three days.

Her poems had once been imitated by scholars throughout the apricot grove.

That ci poem he had praised without end had been written by her, once the most celebrated noblewoman in Hedong. It told the unforgettable story of her and the man she loved.

Her dazzling talent and the fervor of a young girl in love had simply never belonged to him.

*

The moment Jiang Mei was maneuvered into marrying into the Eastern Palace, her heart died completely.

She would no longer care about other people's misunderstandings or her husband's coldness.

She never expected that when the two of them could finally part ways, the man who had once looked down on her most would become the one most unwilling to let her go.

She never imagined that the proud and dignified Crown Prince, whose arrogance was carved into his very bones, would one day pin her down in a frenzy and demand again and again:

“Did he kiss you here?”

“Or here?”

(Blurb written August 20, 2026)

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