Marrying the Sickly Crown Prince to Bring Him Good Fortune

[The whole book is complete! Thank you, sweethearts, for supporting the official release. Sending you hearts =3=~] [Important content warning] The male lead is not gloomy, cruel, obsessive, or possessive. There is a female supporting character who has an unrequited crush, but she doesn't get much screen time. If that's not your thing, no pressure, sweethearts~ Coming soon: After Marrying a Man Who Brings Misfortune to His Wives. Blurb at the end. Please add it to your collection~ After the Duke of Rui's family in the capital had five sons in a row, they finally welcomed a delicate legitimate daughter. The duke and his wife doted on her and carefully raised her. At last, their jewel of a girl was beginning to grow up. But there was something strange about her. The young lady seemed to have terrible luck. She could never draw a good lot, always bought the shoddy clothes, picked out broken jewelry, and even got pens with split bristles. It had been that way her whole life, without exception. But the Duke of Rui's family had a prestigious standing, so none of this mattered much. Suitors came in an endless stream. Then a sudden imperial edict ordered her to marry the Crown Prince. The Duke of Rui's family was struck by a bolt from the blue, as if mourning the dead. The reason was simple: the Crown Prince had been born with a hidden illness, and a renowned doctor had declared he wouldn't live past twenty. The emperor went to the imperial temple that night to seek a solution from the reclusive Abbot Mingwu. The next day, he issued the marriage edict. The legitimate daughter of the Duke of Rui was to bring good fortune to the Crown Prince through marriage. When Sheng Xiwei accepted the edict, her luminous eyes were still full of bewilderment. Her father, brothers, and mother all cherished her and wanted to refuse the marriage, even if it cost them their title. But the next morning, Sheng Xiwei looked at the excellent fortune lot she'd just drawn and slapped the table! For more than ten years, she'd drawn a lot every day, but she'd never gotten anything better than the worst kind! Sheng Xiwei: "I'll marry him. I'll do it!" Crown Prince Xiao Yi, the late empress's legitimate son, was far more skilled in both literature and the martial arts than most. Yet it had been foretold that he wouldn't live past twenty. Xiao Yi knew his health was failing, and thought the idea that marriage could bring him good fortune was nonsense. He thought that the young girl had only just come of age and was still so young. She shouldn't have to sacrifice the happiness of the rest of her life for someone like him. Still, he was grateful she hadn't refused the marriage and spared the imperial family a loss of face. That day, Xiao Yi specifically asked someone to arrange a meeting with Sheng Xiwei. First, he wanted to thank her. Second, he wanted to reassure her that he'd persuade his father to cancel the marriage. But who could have guessed that the petite, radiant girl before him would cling to his hand and gaze up at him pleadingly? Her luminous eyes carried a hint of entreaty, and her voice was soft as she said: "C-could you please not call off the wedding?" Content warnings: 1. Unlucky young lady x sickly crown prince (one-on-one romance, both leads are each other's first and only) 2. A gentle, sweet romance, before and after marriage~ 3. A blend of official titles and forms of address, fictional setting, with some original worldbuilding~ 4. A lively, lighthearted style. It may occasionally not feel very "historical." If that's not your thing, sweethearts, don't force yourself to read it. Just click away! Blurb captured on March 19, 2021 Coming soon: After Marrying a Man Who Brings Misfortune to His Wives Jiang Tao was a young orphan, blessed with skin as smooth as ice and a face like a hibiscus. But she was famous for her bad luck in all the surrounding villages. The chickens she bought wouldn't lay eggs, the seeds she planted wouldn't sprout, and even the turtle she kept... died. So even after she turned sixteen, no one came to ask for her hand. Jiang Tao knew her bad luck was a little too bizarre, but she was remarkably calm about it. If the chickens didn't lay eggs, so be it. If the vegetables didn't sprout, so be it. If her turtle died... she'd put up a tombstone. She kept doing her best to get by, until one day someone knocked on her door. The first thing the finely dressed, distinguished-looking people in her courtyard said was, "Are you Jiang Tao? The Duke of Dingguo's family is willing to send eight hundred and eighty-eight bridal chests, as long as you'll marry our heir." Jiang Tao: ...? A windfall like this really doesn't seem like the sort of thing that would happen to me. So Jiang Tao was very cautious. She said she had to discuss it with the woman who'd raised her and sent them away for the time being. Then she went to town to ask around. Xie Yanqing, heir to the Duke of Dingguo, was handsome, elegant, and from a noble family. By rights, his marriage should have been arranged long ago. But who could have guessed? The first time, his prospective in-laws were convicted of embezzlement and serious crimes, and their property was confiscated. The second time, his prospective bride's grandfather passed away, and the girl observed mourning for three years without discussing marriage. The third time, the matchmaker had barely stepped through the gates when the young lady fell from her horse and was left with a lame leg for more than half a year. The fourth time? They didn't dare try a fourth time! The Duke's family was full of worry. Rumors that their heir brought misfortune to his wives had them beside themselves. Then, one day, a traveling sage came to the estate. He made a few calculations and gave them a solution: "Find the unluckiest girl you can. She should be a perfect match for the heir." Jiang Tao: ... She lounged beneath the peach tree in her courtyard, lazily fanning herself with Granny Tong's palm-leaf fan and biting into a peach bigger than her hand. She said to the handsome young man she'd picked up in the mountains a few days earlier, "You know, this sage sounds an awful lot like someone I hired to say that..." Xie Yanqing raised an eyebrow, smiling faintly. "Doesn't he, though?" A perpetually unlucky but level-headed young orphan x A seemingly ill-fated, desireless young heir A sweet little romance where two negatives make a positive~ Message: Everything has two sides. The good and bad in life are in your own hands.