The Princess Consort Only Wants to Stay a Widow

Dear readers, this novel will be released as a paid book on Tuesday, June 7. The paid chapters will run from Chapter 20 to Chapter 106.

My upcoming books: I Rely on Medicine to Win Renown in the Capital, The Regent's Most Beloved, and Love Comes at the Right Time. Please add them to your reading lists!

On the morning Mu Shisheng, third daughter of the Duke of Rong's household, turned sixteen, Prince Zhan broke off their engagement and married her second sister instead. That afternoon, an imperial decree betrothed her to Xiao Yu, the only prince of another surname in the Great Sheng Empire.

That night came the terrible news that Xiao Yu had died in battle. Around midnight, the humiliated and mocked third young lady hanged herself from a beam with a white silk sash.

Shisheng died in an explosion while carrying out a mission. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in the body of the third daughter of the Duke of Rong's household.

She had a prince's mansion, servants, plenty of silver, guards, and a steward, and no man to bother her yet (a grand house, a luxury car, people to wait on her, a huge inheritance, and, as a widow, the single life).

After marriage, she would not only have a noble status, but also run the household and make all the decisions. This was exactly the life Mu Shisheng had always dreamed of in her previous life.

She ate, drank, and slept well as she waited for the wedding day. Happily, she married Xiao Yu's memorial tablet and planned to enjoy a life of comfort, luxury, and leisure as a princess consort.

She had only just finished counting the prince's astonishing fortune when she suddenly heard that Xiao Yu had returned to the capital...

Mu Shisheng: Can I still ask to split the estate in half and file for a divorce?

Little Scene:

At their first meeting, Xiao Yu said, “As long as you obediently do as I say, I will make sure you're well fed and cared for. When we divorce, I'll give you enough money to support yourself...”

Later, Xiao Yu said, “As long as you don't divorce me, I'll do whatever you say. Everything I own is yours, too...”

One-on-one, both chaste, entirely fictional setting, plenty of invented details. The heroine focuses on making money and enjoying herself at first, then on building her career, before becoming captivated by the male lead's looks.

Upcoming book: I Rely on Medicine to Win Renown in the Capital

Tiantian is a modern medical doctor. After performing several major operations in a row, she accidentally died from overwork at her post.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a cave, lying on top of a man who was barely alive. He was covered in blood and wounds, with an arrow lodged near his heart. His breathing was faint, and he looked as if he wouldn't last much longer.

Drawn to the man's godlike beauty, Jiang Tiantian decided, in the spirit of a doctor's compassion (or because she was smitten by his looks), to take a desperate chance and save his life.

A thought triggered a hidden mechanism in her spatial realm, and she discovered she had brought along a medical space. Jiang Tiantian removed the jade ring from the man's finger and tossed it into her portable space. She opened the operating room and saved him, then kissed him and left with a flourish...

Following the route in her memories back to the original owner's home, Jiang Tiantian learned that she had transmigrated into a fallen medical family. Her parents were dead, her only brother was bedridden, and the influential mother of her top-scoring scholar fiance was making a scene, demanding that the engagement be called off...

After dumping her fiance, Jiang Tiantian looked around at the drafty old family home and had no choice but to return to her old profession...

Feng Changze was surrounded and hunted down. He fell from a mountain into a deep ravine, landing on a girl gathering herbs and knocking her unconscious. He dragged her into a cramped cave, then waited for days. With no reinforcements in sight, he thought he was doomed.

In a daze, someone stitched up his wounds. At the end, he felt a burning touch on his lips. Someone had taken liberties with him. The woman even arrogantly patted his face. “You're so handsome, so I'll save your life. That kiss can count as the medical fee.”

Later...

Feng Changze abducted her and held her captive on his dragon bed. “Imperial Physician Jiang, do you know that what ails me is a sickness of the heart? A heart sickness needs a remedy for the heart, and you are the indispensable medicine I need for the rest of my life!”

Entirely fictional setting, plenty of invented details. The heroine focuses on her career, with romance as a secondary concern. She grows from a humble doctor looked down on by everyone into the capital's beloved Divine Physician, and is appointed by imperial decree as the only female imperial physician. The portable medical space is only there to give her access to modern medical equipment and has no effect on the plot.

Upcoming book: The Regent's Most Beloved

Nangong Che is the most cherished second prince of the ruler of the Great Li Empire. He is gorgeous and peerlessly beautiful, gifted in both literature and martial arts, but with a violent, obsessive, bloodthirsty, and unpredictable nature.

He is also arrogant and conceited, and loathes women as if they were venomous snakes, treating them as though they were invisible.

The ruler was so worried that his hair nearly turned white. Even the most beautiful woman in all of Great Li couldn't catch the prince's eye. What kind of woman could possibly appeal to him?

Then the prince left the capital and returned with a woman of icy temperament and breathtaking beauty, intent on marrying her.

And this woman had not only once been married to a man from an enemy state, but didn't think much of him at all.

The ruler was so furious that he nearly fainted, and flatly opposed the match.

Before meeting Mo Xue, Nangong Che: Women only slow down my sword hand. Get lost!

After meeting Mo Xue, Nangong Che: In my eyes, there are only two kinds of people in this world: Mo Xue, and everyone other than Mo Xue.

Nangong Che: All the good qualities of every woman in the world combined aren't worth half of Mo Xue's little finger.

Nangong Che: What does my heart matter? If she'd smile at me, I'd gladly give her my life.

After Mo Xue was disfigured, Nangong Che said: “It's not that she has a scar on her face. It's that all of you are missing one.”

An icy, proud heroine VS an obsessive, devoted, love-at-first-sight-then-even-more-in-love, unwavering, won't-let-go, loves-the-heroine-to-death, gorgeous and sinister madman of a male lead.

One-on-one, both chaste.

Upcoming book: Love Comes at the Right Time

When Wen Yixin married Pei Jin, she was still thinking about someone else, someone she had loved with all her heart.

He was her first love. After seven years together, he had coldly forced her to leave. Their once solemn vows of love had turned into poison, piercing her heart and tearing her apart until she could no longer bear the pain.

After their marriage, they treated each other with respect, courteous and considerate, their life seemingly calm and uneventful. At least, that's how it seemed to her.

Until the night of their first wedding anniversary.

Candlelight, red wine, a diamond ring, and a luxurious suite. The scene felt strangely familiar.

She was quite drunk, lost in a haze of passion, and the familiar figure before her blurred with another...

As they lost themselves in each other, she dug her nails deep into Pei Jin's back and, trembling, called out the name she had buried deep in her heart for so long: “Jiang Heng!”

She waited for him to ask for a divorce and was willing to accept any terms. After all, he had always been proud. There was no way he could endure such a humiliating disgrace.

Three days later, nothing had happened.

She was so anxious she could barely sit still, enduring torment every day. She printed out the divorce papers and finally went to him. “I'm sorry. Let's get divorced.”

Burn marks pitted the carpet, and cigarette butts littered the room. The man was haggard, his hair disheveled. He took the divorce papers and tore them to shreds in front of her, then glared at her with bloodshot eyes and said viciously, “Divorce? Don't even think about it.

“So what if it's love? It's not like I can't give it to you!”

Love, too, has to come at the right time. Just wait until I dig him out of your heart, then put myself in his place!

Theme: Happiness must be earned through your own efforts