How Much Is the Chief Minister's Beauty Worth?

A month before the wedding, the prince consort was lured away by his personal maid. As the eldest princess of the empire, Qinjia was deeply vexed.

When people get vexed, they like to drink. And when they drink, they make mistakes.

This time, Qinjia made a terrible mistake: she provoked Xiao Rongchang, the aloof chief minister who had never shown interest in women in all his years at court.

For the next month, the two pretended everything was fine. In public, they fought as if their lives depended on it; in private, they continued to find each other utterly disagreeable.

It was only one night. It wouldn't stop either side from fighting for power and making trouble.

The awkward part was that it happened a second time, then a third... and countless times after that.

The court officials noticed that the chief minister had been visiting the princess's residence more and more often, and staying longer each time. They couldn't help sighing that, for the sake of Tiansheng's national fortunes, the chief minister had truly sacrificed so much.

Late at night, watching Xiao Rongchang personally supervise the digging of a secret passage, Qinjia clasped her hands behind her back and sneered. "Minister Xiao, you work so hard for the good of the empire. When you retire to the countryside, I'll be sure to ask His Majesty to reward you with a luxurious mansion."

"As long as the princess likes it." The man raised his head, revealing a face that could turn the world upside down. His eyes gleamed with frivolous amusement, making him seem like an entirely different person from the stern, aloof figure he was by day.

Qinjia: Forget it. Good looks are my undoing!

Both leads are each other's first and only. Very sweet, no angst traps, and a lighthearted style.

New novel: The Little Princess and Her Mad Dog General

The desert, the yellow sand, a great tent scented with sandalwood. The presence of an unfamiliar man was impossible to escape, cold and brutal, and utterly repulsive.

The fallen little princess trembled. Her delicate beauty did not earn her so much as a trace of pity. The man's gaze as he sized her up was just like the way one might look at the corpse of a white eagle shot down from the heavens.

For Li Youqing, the more than three hundred days and nights spent adrift in the desert were the most humiliating time of her life. Her skin, fair as frost and snow, which no man had ever touched, was stroked by his rough hands. Her proud head, which had never once been lowered, was forced to bow in submission to him.

Rumor had it that General Xuan Rui was cold and ruthless, and no woman who fell into his hands ever came out alive. The only one who survived the first night and was carried out alive was the noblewoman he captured at Luming Mountain... She kept her life, but was left covered in wounds, a pitiful sight.

She endured night after night at that man's side, clinging to life, until her father sent someone to rescue her. He finally let down his guard, and she was able to leave that hellish desert.

A year later, with the rebel king's head hung from the city wall and his army completely wiped out, Youqing thought she would never see that demonic man again. She could live in comfort at Jinlin Terrace, singing and enjoying herself to her heart's content.

But she never imagined that, at a banquet in the Crown Prince's residence, she would see those merciless, hawk-like eyes again through layer upon layer of curtains.

He was the nightmare she could never escape or forget.

She was a faint firefly in his endless nightmares.

"Xuan Rui, you're only twenty-two. Now that you've escaped the rebel king's control, you can have a much better life." The young woman tried the same old tactic, coaxing him patiently.

The man ignored the small women's dagger embedded in his left chest and kept advancing step by step. His eyes revealed the wildness that was so familiar. "Qingqing, if you behave, I won't lose control!"

P.S. I hope this story will take you into a different kind of world.

Theme: Love makes us better.