Spoiled and Sickly

[Main story complete] Next up: Blowing Through the Spring Plum Blossoms. The male lead will have to win back his wife after breaking her heart. The preview is at the very bottom. . On a snowy night that year, Qi Shishi reached up and touched his face. "Shuonu, I want to have a child with you." Jiang Shuo knew what she would say next: A child with a face just like that man's. That man was her childhood sweetheart, Pei Yuzhang. Born to a noble family, he was once engaged to her. But in the end, a natural disaster took his life. "Of course, Miss." The young man's breath was unsteady as he murmured, "For you, anything is possible." Whether it was for that bowl of heart's blood that saved the man she had loved since she was young, or for his own worthless life. While Pei Yuzhang was alive, Jiang Shuo gave blood for him for four years. Pei Yuzhang was Qi Shishi's fiance, but his frail health meant he needed human blood as medicine to restore his strength. When news of Pei Yuzhang's death reached the Qi residence, Qi Shishi shut herself away for three whole days. She wept as she prepared her young love's funeral rites, wept as she burned paper money for him, and collapsed in Jiang Shuo's arms. She drank a great deal. Once drunk, she suddenly realized that, perhaps because of that bowl of blood, the man before her looked more and more like her fiance. Amid the wavering lamplight, Qi Shishi seemed to hallucinate and did the most outrageous thing she had done in sixteen years. . On that snowy night, the man was prostrate at the hem of her skirt. Her slender jade fingers hooked beneath his chin as she called him, again and again, Yuzhang. He kept his eyes closed and let her do as she pleased, his breath uneven as he answered in a hoarse voice. Behind their backs, people would say that a lowly servant like him had no right to covet a young lady born to a noble family. When Qi Shishi heard them, she would sternly rebuke them, then come over and hold his face in her hands. Her gaze tender, she promised to marry him, heedless of everyone trying to stop her. Until the day before she was to marry Jiang Shuo, Pei Yuzhang returned. . A pampered young lady vs. an insecure, gloomy man Love triangle, forced possession . ★ Jiang Shuo is the male lead from beginning to end. He will rise to the highest ranks of the court later on. Both leads are sexually inexperienced, and it has a happy ending. # A story about willingly being her dog # . ★ Upcoming: Blowing Through the Spring Plum Blossoms . Wei Qiang knew that Song Che hated her more than anyone. They had been childhood sweethearts, but after someone schemed against them, she had no choice but to send Song Che on his way with a cup of poisoned wine. She never expected him to survive. In the fifteenth year of the Jinming era, Song Che raised an army outside the city. The day the city gates fell, the first thing he did was go to the Wei residence and take her virginity. That night, the candlelight flickered as tears streaked down her face. The man spoke by her ear, his voice full of hatred: "Wei Qiang, you owe me this." "Remember, from now on, every moment of every day, I'll keep you in hell, begging for death." Wei Qiang watched him seize the throne and become emperor. She watched the boy who once followed her everywhere, his eyes full of her, turn into a cold and merciless ruler. Song Che kept her imprisoned in the palace, tormenting her day and night, yet forced her to live as the lowest kind of palace servant. And so the pampered young lady gradually learned how to do laundry and start a fire, how to read people's expressions and act accordingly. In the second year of the Jinxuan era, the emperor and empress were married. Song Che specifically ordered her to come and offer them wine. Beside him sat the daughter of the current prime minister, her features gentle. Wei Qiang lowered her eyes as she stepped forward, but one careless slip sent the wine jar crashing to the ground. Wei Qiang knelt there helplessly, watching the emperor, dressed in wedding robes, rise with a dark expression. His face cold, he gripped her chin. Just as he had years ago, he forced the burning liquor down Wei Qiang's throat. Song Che watched indifferently as she choked and fell to the ground. Disheveled and humiliated, Wei Qiang retched on the floor. After a while, she brought up a mouthful of blood. The wine was poisoned. She lay in Song Che's arms, watching his expression grow more and more frantic as her voice grew weaker. "This servant once offered Your Majesty a cup of poisoned wine. Now... Your Majesty has given this servant a cup in return." "You and I are even now." Snow fell thick and fast, while wedding joy filled the air. A layer of frost settled on the emperor's trembling lashes. - Song Che had thought his heart was long dead. It died on the night his young love made him drink poison, but began beating again in the crimson glow of this winter wedding chamber. From that day on, he would live in hell, his heart aching as if he were dying. The night wind blew through. The sins he had committed could never be made even, not in this life or the next. 1. The female lead fakes her death, and the male lead must win her back. 2. Both leads are sexually inexperienced, one-on-one romance, happy ending. The harem is purely for show. Theme: Stand on your own two feet and take charge of your fate.