See the blurbs for my upcoming historical romances, Spring's Splendor and Looking Toward Penglai Mountain, at the end.
Blurb:
The first time she saved him, he was a beggar and she was a princess sent away for a political marriage. She never expected to become his guiding light.
The last time she hoped he would come to save her, he was the commander of her homeland and she was the empress of an enemy nation. But death separated them. The hot blood splashed from her chest became a cinnabar mark in his heart, burning him night after night.
But when she awoke for the third time, the man beside her pillow was once again him, gazing at her with tenderness.
Only this time, he was her husband, not a stranger.
Light filled his peach-blossom eyes as he gazed at her with careful hope. He thought:
All right. I both long for you to love me once more and hope you'll leave me without a backward glance. But in the end, I still want to dare to hope you'll stay by my side.
With peace reigning across the land, I want to travel the world with you.
This novel is written in first person.
Upcoming historical romance 1, Spring's Splendor: When Wei Xiang rescued He Jun, he was dressed in rags, his face covered in blood, and barely breathing. His eyes were savage and bloodthirsty, though, and even as he lay dying, he tried to drag Wei Xiang down with him. He was just like a wild wolf.
After nursing He Jun back to health, Wei Xiang found herself with a mute slave whose life had been miserable, and who had nothing but youth, strength, and a pretty face.
The little slave was obedient and well-behaved, until one day he hurt the man she loved and revealed his improper desires. His disguise had finally fallen away.
In a moment of panic, she pushed him into the great river, ending his life. From then on, nightmares haunted her.
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A year later, an enemy kingdom made its move. To help her older brother and the one she loved, she resolutely agreed to a political marriage.
Even though she was to marry the bloodthirsty, ruthless God of War who struck terror into the hearts of all on the battlefield: the lowest-born of Western Qin's six princes, a mixed-blood prince.
On her wedding night, she waited quietly with a dagger in hand. If all else failed, she would die alongside him and at least remove a great threat to Southern Yue. But when she saw who had arrived, she was stunned.
Th-this isn't... the little slave?
Her once-obedient mute slave looked just the same. Smiling, he approached her step by step in the ornate robes of a prince.
"Princess, it's been a long time. So what if I have improper desires? As you said when you killed me, a wretch like me will stop at nothing to get what I want."
Upcoming historical romance 2, Looking Toward Penglai Mountain
When Xue Baoyi first met him, she was the lowliest palace maid. Wearing a thin red dress, she jumped into an icy lake and shivered as she retrieved a pearl he had dropped.
But the young emperor's hand passed over the pearl and lifted her chin.
The man high above her asked, "What reward do you want?"
She lowered her eyes, hatred hidden within, and replied in a timid voice, "This servant wants to belong to Your Majesty."
"A bright pearl must not be left in the dust. Very well, I'll reward you with the title of Beauty."
When they met again, the imperial study was faintly scented with medicine. She knelt among the memorials scattered across the floor, wearing a sheer silk dress. Her slender waist swayed as she climbed onto his golden dragon robe.
The restrained emperor grabbed her by the throat, furious.
"What do you want this time?"
With red lips and porcelain skin, her eyes full of tenderness, she held him and said, "Your Majesty, this concubine only wants to be your true wife."
Later, they met every night and saw each other every day.
When their passion ran deep, he called her his precious pearl and promised that all his love would belong to her alone.
But Xue Baoyi looked at him coldly and drove a knife into his chest.
"Your Majesty, you are the last person in the world who deserves to call me your precious pearl."
Theme: Persevere and grow stronger
