The Song of Twin Jades

[Coercive Possession | Love and Hate | A Rotten Person's Sincere Love | Black Dragon and Evil Phoenix | Fauxcest | Letting the Wolf in | Powerful Men Lose Their Minds and Fight Over Her | Extremely Angsty Romance | A Huge Mess of Insanity and Cliches | First the Woman Suffers, Then the Man | Contains a Forced-Branding Scene | Don't Like It, Don't Complain | Frequent Revisions, Please Support the Official Release]

[Sweet on the Outside, Dark on the Inside, Insane Noblewoman x A Humble-Born Warlord Who Plots at Every Turn, Never Expecting to Fall in Love and Lose Everything]

Xie Yi was born into the Chenjun Xie clan, a noblewoman more esteemed than a princess.

To allay the court's suspicions of military commanders and win the support of the great clans, Xiao Ce had no choice but to marry her.

After three years of marriage, he was more and more satisfied with his noble bride.

After their wedding, Xie Yi dutifully fulfilled her role. Neither his day-after-day coldness nor the endless bullying from his mother and younger sister ever drew the slightest complaint from her.

Even after he brought home his childhood friend, newly widowed, she showed no displeasure. Instead, she thoughtfully settled the woman in the rear courtyard and often urged him to visit her.

Xiao Ce believed his wife was considerate and righteous, and nothing like the spoiled, domineering woman in the rumors. Surely she loved him deeply.

Until one day, in his father-in-law's study, he accidentally glimpsed two slender figures behind a screen, entwined like a pair of mandarin ducks.

Only then did he learn that the famed Xie sisters were not related by blood.

And he was no more than a carefully chosen pawn, meant to cover up the illicit affair between these false siblings.

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He had always thought his wife was nothing more than a decorative vase and a vessel to bear an heir. So even though he had concubines by the dozen, she ought to be broad-minded.

But it was only when the truth came out that he learned what it meant to be consumed by jealousy.

* Insane noblewoman x humble-born warlord

* The heroine is not a virgin, but the hero is. Neither lead is a good person. They are false siblings but true rivals, and the male lead and second male lead fight over her.

* Angsty at first, then the hero pursues his wife, and later the truth comes out and he goes mad, claiming her by force.

* Set in an alternate Wei-Jin era, the Five Great Clans and Seven Houses versus imperial power.

* Fauxcest. Inspired by the children of Duke Xi of Qi during the Spring and Autumn period, Zhu'er and Wen Jiang.

* The characters' values do not represent the author's. This novel does not promote harmful ideas. If you don't like it, don't read it, don't complain, and don't make up reasons to report it.

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"The Third Year of a Bitter Marriage"

[Wife-Pursuit After Regret | A Cold Beauty Goes Mad for Love | The Hero Gets His Comeuppance and Falls Hard]

Pei Yu disliked his wife, Shen Qingyin. He hated her rigid adherence to rules, her cold and dull nature, and her perpetually expressionless face.

He resented her even more for drugging him at the Qionglin Banquet and ruining his chance to marry his cousin.

If the emperor hadn't intervened and decreed their marriage, he, the eldest legitimate son of a century-old noble house, would never have married the daughter of a disgraced general.

So even after three years of marriage, with their eldest daughter already over a year old, Pei Yu remained as cold toward his wife as ever.

Day after day, he watched coldly as his mother and clan members bullied and tormented Shen Qingyin. Night after night, he ignored her pleas and forced himself on her until the third watch.

Even when Shen Qingyin was pregnant with their second child, suffering ever-worsening symptoms and unable to sleep or eat in peace, Pei Yu brought home his newly widowed cousin and announced that he would take her as a co-wife to make up for what had happened years ago.

Shen Qingyin agreed at once and calmly settled the cousin in.

Seeing how gracious and devoted Shen Qingyin was, Pei Yu felt relieved.

He thought that if she could remain this sensible, perhaps he could try treating her a little better.

Until the end of their third year of marriage, when the young general known as the "Jade-Faced Asura" was suddenly cleared of his name and rode back to the capital.

Snow swirled across the sky on the day of his return.

Ordered by the emperor to go outside the city and welcome the general, Pei Yu suddenly spotted a woman, heavily pregnant, gazing into the distance from a high vantage point. As she watched the general at the head of the procession, tears fell at once through the snow, and she softly called, "My beloved."

When Pei Yu saw her face clearly, he froze in place.

Only then did he learn that his wife and the young general had once shared a love that had carved itself into their hearts.

Only then did he realize his wife had never been prim and dull, nor cold by nature.

She had simply given all her passion and all the love of her life to someone else long ago. She had never loved him at all.

Shen Qingyin's heart had died long ago, the moment she agreed to marry Pei Yu to protect her family, despite already loving someone else.

She just couldn't understand why the person who had looked down on her most was also the one who refused to let her go.

Nor could she have imagined that a proud, refined nobleman like Pei Yu would one day beg her, "Qingyin, did I fail to please you last night? Why is your heart still with him?!"

[In the third year of my bitter marriage, my first love returned, but my aloof husband suddenly went mad and tried to force me to love him.]

[Cool and proper nobleman x sincere heroine who treats marriage like a day job]

Love after marriage, the hero pursues his wife after regretting his actions, family drama, both leads are virgins, one-on-one romance, happy ending, alternate setting. The more dominant the hero is at first, the more humbly he grovels later.

Theme: I resent the moon shining high above, for it does not shine on me alone.