The Bright Moon Crosses Over to Me

· Currently cooking / Upcoming novel blurb below / Weibo: @Xiao Yu Juan Yi Juan When Chu Ling first met Song Lingyou, he had yet to become the powerful man he would later be. He was down on his luck, a nobody, and at the mercy of others. That day, snow lay deep in Lidu. As she passed through a deserted palace, she couldn't help staring for a moment when she saw him. She looked at the wounds on his hands and asked softly: “...Does it hurt?” She taught him how to treat his injuries and how to protect himself in the inner palace. Song Lingyou had never met anyone like her. She could barely protect herself, yet she was still thinking of saving him. It was utterly ridiculous. He knew how vile he was, yet he couldn't help falling deeper and deeper for her. Until the day Chu Ling, half-conscious, lifted a hand and touched the small mole beneath his eye. She called him by his elder brother's name. · Later, Song Lingyou returned to Yedu. He had gone from a hostage living under someone else's roof to a new ruler with absolute power, beyond anyone's reproach. The first thing he did after ascending the throne was lead his troops to the palace in Lidu, where he had once been bullied. With his army at the gates, changing dynasties was just a matter of his will. But this new emperor, wild and capricious by nature, asked for only one thing: Chu Ling. Everyone said that the imperial family had mistreated the new emperor badly, and that Chu Ling, a princess, would surely meet a terrible end now that she was in his hands. Even so, they waited and waited, but the new emperor never passed judgment on her. Until, later, in a silent palace hall. Chu Ling stifled her quiet sobs. Song Lingyou paused, lifted a hand to her chin, and forced her to look at him. In a hoarse voice, he asked: “Can you tell the difference now?” “...Between your elder brother and me.” · Blurb written on 22.6.24, revised on 23.11.29 · Neither lead is perfect. One-on-one romance. The beloved elder brother is definitely dead. Upcoming novel: Pear Blossoms Before the Snow, available to favorite on my author page When she was young, Jiang Zhiyu was a noblewoman cherished by everyone. The sons of great families would fight over even a flower tossed her way, and she was the darling of every eligible young man. She married Rong Jie because of an imperial decree from the Empress Dowager. No one knew. It was the secret hidden in her heart, a love she kept to herself. Rong Jie was Chang'an's most untouchable flower on a high peak. He hated Jiang Zhiyu's spoiled airs, and hated how she had casually asked for an imperial decree that forced him to marry her. More importantly, he already loved someone else. After the wedding, her mother-in-law tormented her and her father-in-law was harsh. Jiang Zhiyu spent three years in the Marquis of Changqing's household, yet she and Rong Jie remained as cold to each other as ice. Their relationship changed after a disaster three years later. The Jiang family was implicated in a treason case, and the entire family was executed. When Jiang Zhiyu returned to the Marquis of Changqing's residence dressed in mourning white, all she found was a tightly shut gate. She was no longer the cherished jewel of the Jiang family, but merely the daughter of a disgraced official, fallen into the mire. Naturally, the marquis's household would not accept a mistress like her. Jiang Zhiyu only wanted to see Rong Jie one more time. She didn't know how long she waited. At last, Rong Jie emerged from inside the gate and looked down at her. “Next month, I will marry another noblewoman. If you are willing to be my concubine, you can come in. If you aren't...” His tone was cold. “Then find somewhere else to go.” The Jiang family estate had been sealed, and everyone who had once known her now avoided her. Jiang Zhiyu had nowhere to go. Snow fell over Chang'an all night. It was the coldest winter in decades. · She was reborn on the night before the marriage decree was to be issued. Pear blossoms opened like spring snow blanketing the city. The Empress Dowager smiled and asked, “Zhiyu, what do you think of Rong Jie?” Jiang Zhiyu came to her senses, then smiled and shook her head. Outside the window, petals drifted like rain. As she watched the pear blossoms fall She suddenly noticed a gaze she had never sensed in her previous life. A young lord with extraordinary looks sat in a high seat, his eyes lowered as he looked at her. His expression was unreadable. That was the Prince of Jin, a man now so powerful that everyone feared him. He was also Rong Jie's great-uncle. Upcoming novel: My Former Lover Returned After I Used Him and Discarded Him, available to favorite on my author page In the bitter depths of winter in the seventeenth year of Mingyi, heavy snow blanketed Guanzhong. When the long snowfall finally ended, Ying Wei met Xie Shuhuai again. She had once thought he would die beyond the border, in the deserts of the north. Three years earlier, she had toyed with his sincere feelings, treating the only person this brilliant young man had ever loved like trash, humiliating him like a defeated soldier. That same year, the Xie family's maternal relatives lost power, and the late emperor also disliked him, so he was sent north to guard the border. Now he had returned to the capital, holding power in his hands and controlling the feudal lords by holding the emperor hostage. No one in court dared not rely on him, and the great families who once fawned on the powerful and trampled on the weak were now silent with fear. The first family to tremble as if walking on the edge of a blade was the Ying family. Fine snow fell softly. Ying Wei stood where she was and finally said in a quiet voice, “Your Highness, may all be well.” · The Ying family considered every possible way to calm Xie Shuhuai's anger. Fortunately, the regent didn't seem to care about their old grievances. People couldn't help admiring his truly magnanimous nature. The Ying family soon began looking for another husband for Ying Wei. The trouble was that once the young men of the capital heard about her past with the regent, they all avoided her. But all of that changed after a grand palace banquet. The capital was full of beautiful women, yet Ying Wei still deserved to be called its number-one beauty. Her beauty caught the eye of many young men from prominent families. After the banquet, a handsome young man couldn't resist chasing after Ying Wei. Blushing, he began confessing his feelings for her. Ying Wei kept a gentle expression and placated him in just a few words, sending him away with his face bright red. She turned to leave, but beneath the night sky, she saw Xie Shuhuai standing not far away. He had witnessed the whole scene. He chuckled. “You haven't changed much.” “Playing with his feelings,” Xie Shuhuai said, his tone dark, “just like you played with mine back then.” Reunion after a long separation / getting back together after breaking up / love and bitter hatred Theme: Stay true to your heart.