The Passing of Spring

The upcoming novel "Jiao Cang" and this novel's companion story, "The Sky Is About to Brighten," are available to add to your collection on my author page.

[Brutal, Sickly Prince Regent vs. Rebellious Wildflower of a Tavern Girl]

Fu Chaoling is the son of the Imperial Preceptor. He can concoct a hundred poisons, tame rare birds, and manipulate people's hearts. As a child, he was caught up in a massacre and hunted down. Gravely injured, he was rescued by a country girl, who gave him the name "Lingsheng."

To stay alive and get revenge, he pretended to be sickly and amnesiac, becoming her child bridegroom.

But it was Lingsheng who was promised to marry her, not him. What did it have to do with him?

*

Jiang Qingyi liked Lingsheng very much. She thought she would never have to be alone and helpless again.

When they grew up, she saved enough for her dowry and waited shyly for him to marry her.

She waited all night. The wedding candles burned down, but he never came.

Only then did she learn that he had chosen their wedding day to take his revenge and had abandoned her long ago.

And because of the trouble he had carelessly left behind, she was falsely accused of murder and thrown into death row.

Fortunately, her childhood friend rescued her, and she planned to marry him. But Fu Chaoling arrived with an imperial decree, and her friend became a condemned prisoner. That was when she learned they were sworn enemies.

He came toward her through a river of blood and rain. His sinister, beautiful face wore a smile as he beckoned and said softly, "Ayi, come here."

*

Jiang Qingyi was the wild bird he meant to tame, and the soft, secret tenderness in his bed. She was meant to share life and death with him, bound to him in an endless entanglement.

But she tried to flee again and again, her eyes filled with icy hatred, the exact opposite of the love she had felt for Lingsheng.

Fu Chaoling felt a stab of pain and snarled, "Why? It's always been me!"

He regretted it too late, only to see the memorial tablet she had set up years ago, bearing the name "Lingsheng."

Watching him fret over what he might lose, Jiang Qingyi smiled coldly and poured the medicine he had refined with his own heart's blood before the tablet. "Your Highness, are you a man or a ghost?"

*This spring light had once rested in his palm. He was the one who threw it away.*

This novel is also known as "The Years I Bitterly Regretted Falling for His Secret Identity," "The Many Times My Wife Dug Dog Holes, Tunnels, and Blew Up Buildings to Escape, and I Made Her Roast a Hundred Sweet Potatoes," "A Few Stories About How I Tried to Win My Wife Back While She Was Busy Building Her Career," "Our Kid Calls My Love Rival Dad, and All I Can Say Is, I'm Screwed," and "It Really Hurts That My Wife and Child Are Going to See Me Off at the End."

☆ Possessive pursuit and escape, with a devoted male lead

☆ One-on-one romance, both leads are sexually inexperienced, happy ending, healing, faked death

☆ The male lead is a jerk, but still abides by the rules of a devoted husband. The male lead will not change.

☆ A bit of an ensemble cast. The leads appear throughout, and there will surely be side characters you'll love.

The upcoming possessive-romance novel "Jiao Cang" is available to add to your collection if you're interested~

[Unhinged, Gloomy New Emperor vs. Outwardly Gentle but Strong-Willed Fallen Princess]

Jiang Yuan was the most noble and beloved princess of Great Liang.

When Great Liang conquered Great Zhou, she was given a young slave. Seeing him covered in wounds, filthy, and huddled in a prison cell, Jiang Yuan poked her little head out and asked in a childish voice, "I like you quite a lot. Would you be willing to be this princess's slave?"

The young slave obediently nodded, and Jiang Yuan was delighted.

She had no idea that his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Ten years later, Great Liang fell, and Jiang Yuan became a prisoner. To avoid being humiliated, she drank poison to kill herself.

The new emperor saved her. In front of the assembled officials, he gripped her chin and said with a mocking smile, "Want to die? It's not that easy. I was the princess's slave for ten years. Now it's your turn to be mine."

Jiang Yuan's heart turned to ashes, and from then on she became the soft, tender treasure in his imperial palace.

*

Shen Qingyun was born in the palace's women's quarters, an illegitimate prince who had to live in the shadows. Anyone could trample on him.

After ascending the throne, he killed his enemies with his own hands, used their ashes to nourish flowers, made cages from their skulls, and fashioned brushes from their leg bones.

Yet, despite the court officials' opposition, he spared Jiang Yuan's life. He thought he must be mad. What did he want with a woman who had humiliated him for ten years and whose heart belonged to someone else?

But on sleepless nights, as he tangled with her on the soft couch and could no longer restrain himself, his voice grew hoarse as he called, "Yuanyuan..."

As if a ray of daylight had broken through, a wicked thought took root in his heart. Even if she could never belong to him, she should sink into ruin with him.

*

During a royal hunt, Shen Qingyun gripped her chin and snarled, "Still thinking about that prince consort? Then jump and join him in death!"

He thought she wouldn't dare, that she would cry and beg him just like before. But she suddenly burst out laughing, hatred in her eyes. "On the day Father granted the marriage, I knew it was you. But I... agreed to it willingly."

He panicked at once and rushed toward her like a madman, only to see Jiang Yuan smile in satisfaction before jumping off the cliff.

Shen Qingyun could only catch a strip of silk. The usually composed new emperor vomited blood and wept uncontrollably.

Back when the emperor of Great Liang arranged Jiang Yuan's marriage, he had been consumed by jealousy. In the dead of night, he had draped a strip of silk over her and kissed her, pretending to be her prince consort.

So she had always known, and had treasured that memory for all those years.

*Young love is no childish fancy.*

☆ The male lead doesn't realize he is in love. The female lead becomes scheming later and deliberately fakes her death.

☆ Healing, both leads are sexually inexperienced, happy ending, one-on-one romance

☆ Possessive pursuit in the beginning, then a role reversal where she runs and he chases

☆ The leads are not enemies whose families were killed by each other

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