A Thousand Charms and Countless Adorations

The completed novel in my column: My Precious Little Sister Coming soon to my column: Only You, My Beloved and Enslaved by the Bewitching Blossom. Please add them to your reading lists! Blurb: [Doomed to be alone*Sweet, gentle beauty] The tyrant Fu Zhen was violent and cruel, a merciless killer. After returning from the northwestern battlefield, he began coughing up blood every day and seemed on the verge of death. The imperial physician found a passage in an ancient book saying that only feeding him the blood of a legendary beauty could cure him. Ruan Ruan was the scapegoat sent into the palace. On the night she entered the palace, Fu Zhen awoke to find a young girl crouching beside him, gazing at him timidly with eyes like a fawn's. He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. His face pale, he fixed her with a blade-sharp gaze. “Scared?” With tears in her eyes, the girl took the initiative to press her soft, boneless body against him and murmured, “I... I'm not scared. You can eat.” - After spending so long by the tyrant's side, Ruan Ruan grew bolder under his doting care. “Your Majesty, could we eat somewhere else today? You don't have to keep biting my neck.” Fu Zhen narrowed his eyes, his tone impatient. “If you don't come here, your dragging things out will be the death of me!” As he spoke, his fingertips stroked her snow-white neck, mottled with red marks, before he gently bit her lips. - At first, the young girl was docile and obedient, doing whatever he said. Fu Zhen loved watching her cry, so he bullied her. He thought he wouldn't mind bullying her like this for the rest of their lives. But later, he realized that he could no longer bear to see her cry When her tears fell against his chest, they were like searing blood from his heart, burning him with pain and leaving him at a loss. Fu Zhen thought, then he would simply spoil her. He would cherish her for the rest of her life and never let her shed another tear. All his life, he had been abandoned by everyone and endured endless torment. She washed the blood from his body and pulled him back from a hellish sea of blood. Even if he had to spend the rest of his life giving everything he had, he would gather the moon and pluck the stars for her. [Both leads are each other's first and only] [Cover art used with permission, artist's Weibo: @Rongyin Ya] Theme: Endure these three winters and four summers for now, bear this pain a little longer, and when the snow has melted, look upon the plum blossoms once more.