My Beloved Younger Sister

[Complete. Thank you for supporting the official Jinjiang edition.] [Please add my upcoming works, My Enchanting Flower Slave and Yours Alone, to your reading list.] ★----Synopsis----★ An obsessive, restrained (but not for long) powerful minister × a delicate beauty who flirts without realizing it Xie Chang is the chief minister of the imperial court. Everyone knows him to be noble and aloof, with no interest in women. No one knows that the chief minister has two secrets hidden in his heart. He shares sensations with a woman, even in intimate matters. And that woman is none other than his younger sister, A Chao, who disappeared many years ago. Xie Chang was adopted into the family. Before his adoptive parents passed away, they sought out a mystic to perform a ritual, linking his senses and fate with those of his infant sister. They only hoped that when he rose to prominence one day, he would remember their kindness and ensure his little sister lived a peaceful life. Later, chaos engulfed the city, and he and his sister became separated in the crowd. Eight years passed, and he still couldn’t find her. Until one day, at Prince Liang’s birthday banquet, Xie Chang left the waterside pavilion, claiming he needed to sober up. In truth, his body was reacting to sensations that belonged to his sister. At that very moment, a woman’s anguished sobs came from a room in the residence. The usually calm and self-controlled chief minister’s face turned dark in an instant. Fighting the urge to kill, he strode forward and kicked open the door, meeting a pair of eyes shining with tears. The next day, rumors spread through the capital that the chief minister had stolen Prince Liang’s heir’s favorite concubine! A few days later, another rumor surfaced: the concubine was none other than the chief minister’s long-lost younger sister! A year later, people heard that Xie Chang had married the beauty! A lavish bridal procession stretched for miles, and she was wed to him in a proper ceremony! [Scene One] At first, Xie Chang sat upright, his gaze shifting away from the woman’s striking red lips. “Women don’t need to pursue dazzling finery. Neat clothes and a clean, simple face are enough.” No one had taught her to be modest and careful. From now on, he would teach her as her older brother. Later, beneath the moon and crimson candlelight, the beauty appeared in a rosy gown and a delicate shawl, her allure entirely natural. Xie Chang’s warm, thin lips descended in a kiss. “You look lovely dressed like this, A Chao. Your brother likes it very much.” [Scene Two] After court, the usually diligent chief minister hurried home. A moment earlier, a sharp pain in his fingertip had told him that his delicate wife had pricked her hand while embroidering a sachet for him. A Chao glanced at his expression timidly and murmured, “Brother, I’ve caused you trouble again.” The servants saw their cold, merciless chief minister take his wife’s finger into his mouth and suck on it. “How many times have I told you? Not ‘Brother.’ It’s ‘husband.’” - All his life, he couldn’t bear to see her smile at anyone else, much less endure the thought of her spending the night in another man’s arms. Best if she remained by his side for the rest of her life, with all her joys and sorrows, every moment of warmth, cold, pain, and pleasure, meant for him alone. *Both leads are virgins; nine-year age gap. *They are not related by blood. Their relationship is familial at first, with no intimate or ambiguous behavior while they remain brother and sister. *The male lead is no good man. *Synopsis revised on December 7, 2021, and a screenshot has been saved. Recommended friend’s novel: He Also Kept It Quiet, by Ben Luobei “But I miss you.” “I miss you so, so much.” Arrogant, unruly young master × gentle, headstrong girl // mutual pining // from school days to the wedding altar If you’re interested, please go show it some love! ★----My upcoming novel, Yours Alone, please add it to your reading list----★ The former emperor dies, and the various factions begin to stir. That night, the regent storms into Zichen Hall in bloodstained armor, his eyes cold and fierce, sword in hand. The fifteen-year-old emperor stumbles to the floor in fear, watching the tall, dangerous man approach step by step. Her father had been right: the regent had grown too powerful and had coveted the throne for years. Surely he wouldn’t spare her now... She trembles and backs away. “U-Uncle... Whatever you want, I... I can give it to you...” The man slowly crouches and effortlessly lifts her into his arms. “Is that so? You’ll give me anything I want, Your Majesty?” The hard armor digs painfully into her as he carries her onto the dragon throne. He tears open her collar, revealing skin rubbed red by his armor. She had thought her uncle would surely kill her and take the throne for himself. But instead, the man before her strokes the red marks on her neck and smiles, his eyes narrowing. “Your Majesty is truly... delicate.” - Though the empire is battered by storms, Ji Chu manages to secure her hold on the throne. All because she agrees to one condition from the regent: By day, she can be the emperor. At night, she must be his concubine, letting him do whatever he pleases with her. Whenever Ji Chu shows the slightest reluctance, the regent threatens to kill her and send her to join the late emperor. Terrified, Ji Chu can only obey. Later, the young emperor gazes at her growing belly, close to tears. The regent personally unfastens the emperor’s sash and kneels, pressing his ear to her abdomen. “There are many affairs of state to attend to. I’ll take care of governing the country for you. Your Majesty need only rest easy and give birth to my child.” Ji Chu had thought that once she became pregnant, they wouldn’t be able to do all those things anymore, and her uncle would be furious. Then, one day, she fell while pregnant and cut her face. The man’s eyes turned red with rage, and he nearly slaughtered everyone in Zichen Hall. Late that night, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The man propped his head up and gently blew on the wound at the side of her face. “Does it still hurt, my emperor?” Theme: Spread truth, goodness, and beauty.