A Beauty Wins Hearts

[Blurb]

Amid a throng of singing and dancing beauties, Shen Yu bought Cheng Huan’s freedom. He taught her how to be alluring and how to captivate people’s hearts.

But he would never touch her.

That day, wind and snow turned the capital white. Shen Yu told Cheng Huan, “You’ve learned enough.”

Later, Cheng Huan put every one of those skills to use on someone else.

She risked her life and dignity to carry out the task Shen Yu had assigned her, and all she got in return was his one word: “Good.”

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At midnight, even a beauty can get drunk. She called out, “Shen Yu.”

The man beside her crushed his wineglass, then poured a jug of water over her head.

She came to at once and looked up into the man’s eyes. With the moon high overhead, he whispered in her ear, “You love me.”

[Added: The male lead’s point of view]

On the day Chu Yaorong turned twenty, he indulged in one reckless night.

Behind the blue gauze curtains, he saw a young woman cry like that for the first time.

That tear fell right onto his heart and lingered there for two years.

When they met again, she had become the enemy’s weapon against him. That night, Chu Yaorong gripped her by the throat, but his hold grew weaker and weaker.

He told himself he would spare her one more time. Just once.

Again and again, until at last she stood beside him, and still he couldn’t let her go.

P.S.:

1. One-on-one romance, happy ending.

2. Warning: Shen Yu is not the endgame. It’s a pretty melodramatic story, but I love it.

3. Please keep cheering me on.

4. The blurb and title are tentative. The premise won’t change.

(My next book, see my author page)

“My Lord, Wu Xi”

Wu Xi was a witch who gazed down on all things from the highest heavens and commanded life and death in the deepest underworld.

Rumor had it that she was domineering and looked down on all living beings, fearing neither life nor death, yet she stumbled over the matter of love.

On the seven hundred and twenty-eighth day after imprisoning the sage Lin Ye, Wu Xi stood at the edge of a fallen god’s magic circle. She swept back her dark hair, tilted her head, and smiled faintly at the imposing demon hunters nearby.

They used Lin Ye to threaten her, forcing her into the circle to destroy the gods and erase all traces of them.

Lin Ye stood in the middle of the group, looking at her with cool eyes, as if he couldn’t wait for her to die.

Wu Xi smiled and asked him, “If I go in, will you miss me?”

Lin Ye replied, “No.”

Wu Xi said, “Oh,” then chuckled and turned without hesitation to enter the magic circle.

The circle activated. Black clouds pressed down, then a golden light burst out in every direction before vanishing in an instant.

Someone nearby sighed, “It’s a death formation.”

At that, Lin Ye’s expression finally changed. His gaze shattered, and without hesitation, he charged in after her.

But when gods and demons entered, they vanished. When a human entered, their bones changed and they abandoned their human form.

The demon hunters had meant to eradicate demons, but instead they personally brought a new generation of the Netherworld into being.

The Netherworld was like wind and mist, dark and mysterious, taking shape through slaughter.

After ninety-nine days of fighting, it finally reached the underworld and took human form once more.

On the day it became an adult, all around was dark and silent. A familiar woman’s voice, soft and faint, reached its ears and commanded, “Netherworld, raise your head.”

The true imprisonment had only just begun.

(See you in the next book!)

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