As Spring Draws to a Close

#After My Scumbag Husband Took a Concubine, I Kept His Green Tea Mistress# #A Few Tales of the Little Green Tea Who Tried to Seduce Me# Qin Xiu and Li Hezhi had been married for three years. She had thought that even if they weren't in love, they at least treated each other with respect. Then Li Hezhi returned from a trip with a pregnant woman. The young woman knelt before her, crying and begging her to let them be together. Not long afterward, Qin Xiu found a divorce agreement in Li Hezhi's study. Calmly, she put it away. From now on, the two of them could each go their own way. A cosmetics shop in town recently took on a young shop assistant. He was still quite young, with a pair of alluring phoenix eyes, and every day he eagerly called Qin Xiu "Big Sister." "Big Sister." Somehow, Qin Xiu let herself be charmed by him. After spending a night away from home, she woke up in the morning and realized just how absurd it was. But he didn't want money. He only wanted to keep their relationship hidden. Qin Xiu bought a house for him, and often stayed there with him all night. Fox spirits really could bewitch people. They could beguile men and women alike. But eventually, the affair came to light. Enraged, Li Hezhi drew his sword and went to kill Xie Yun. But Xie Yun was the Emperor's nephew, who had long been living in his fiefdom. He caught Li Hezhi's sword and smiled like a peach blossom. "I like Magistrate Li's wife very much. Why not give her to me?" Li Hezhi went mad and tried to drag Qin Xiu to his side, but Xie Yun kicked him away and pulled Qin Xiu into his arms. He kissed her gently on the cheek. "Big Sister, unlike him, I won't make a fuss for no reason. I'll only care for you, Big Sister. I'll cherish you." Xie Yun was the only son of the Grand General's household, a dissolute playboy. After more than a decade of being despised by everyone, he suddenly experienced love at first sight. The woman he fell for was married, and her husband was a piece of trash who doted on his concubine and mistreated his wife. What was he to do? Get her divorced, and fast! #A Little Note# The female lead has no prior sexual experience; the female lead and her ex-husband have no children. A story about a mistress rising to become the wife. The female lead's romance with the male lead begins after her divorce. The setting is fictional, with inspiration drawn from the Han dynasties. --Coming soon: "The Pearl Offering." Stop by and take a look~ Ying Yi first saw Yao at the sacrificial altar on Mount Li. In plain white clothes, with skin like snow, she looked like a delicate, fragile porcelain figurine. A stretch of her pale wrist showed as she offered two bowls of sacrificial blood, then fainted and was carried away by her maid. The goddess belonged to Heaven, and was destined to be sacrificed to it. Yet he desired her. He wanted to possess her. Ying Yi had never believed in Heaven. He wanted what he wanted, and would let nothing stand in his way. Before the divine statue in the Fengtian Hall, atop the towering altar, in the deep darkness of night, he looked at her, a flawless pearl wrapped in silks and brocades. Bending over her, he pressed kisses to the side of her neck. "His goddess belongs to me right in front of him, and he does nothing. Does a god really exist?" Ji Yao's eyes reddened. All she could do was clutch his hand tightly; she couldn't answer his question. Yao had been a goddess since childhood. Those who could communicate with the gods were forbidden from speaking to people, and she had been unable to speak for as long as she could remember. When she turned sixteen, she was to sacrifice herself to Heaven, ensuring good harvests and lasting peace for all humanity. Before then, she had to remain untouched in body and pure in spirit. But a boy who showed no reverence for the gods destroyed it all. He had been the Crown Prince she chose in obedience to Heaven's will. He defied the gods' commands, violated the goddess, killed the Grand Shaman, and ran a sword through his father's head. Ji Yao was terrified of him. On the day of the enthronement sacrifice, he lifted her into his arms and carried her up the altar. Standing before the offering table, he raised her high. "Goddess Ji Yao, offered to Emperor Yi. From this day on, she belongs to me." --Coming soon, number two: "Witch Shu." Waiting for you to come claim me~ Yu Shu was a madwoman. She often sat in front of a palace hall in the Cold Palace, holding a rag doll and calling to it, "Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin." The palace servants mocked her as they passed. The Crown Prince's name contained the character "Jin". She must be dreaming of becoming the Crown Prince's mother. Jin Zijin had suffered from a leg ailment since childhood and was sickly. Though he was Crown Prince, the Emperor showed him no favor, and beneath his mild exterior lurked a sinister temperament. A woman often appeared in his dreams. She would stand behind him, gently combing his dark hair, and whisper tenderly in his ear, "Xiao Jin, did you have a happy day today?" Whenever he fell ill, she would care for him in his dreams, and his frail body would soon recover. Jin Zijin knew that this woman was in the palace. When he pushed his wheelchair to see her, she was holding a doll sewn together from scraps of cloth, tenderly calling it "Xiao Jin." The Xiao Jin in her imagination was the child she had with his father. She was a princess sent from Southern Zhao to marry into the imperial family. On the day she entered the palace, she saw the King of Southern Zhao's head and lost her mind. After Southern Zhao fell, her madness grew worse. Her consort title had long since been revoked, and she had been abandoned in a remote palace. Jin Zijin stood and went to her, then leaned over her from behind. "Consort Mother Yu, are you calling me? Father doesn't love you, so why keep thinking about him? I'll kill him and avenge you." "What's so good about that doll? Why don't you look at me instead, Consort Mother?" Theme: Seek yourself and set yourself free