The Crown Princess Will Live to a Hundred

"I only wish for Jingyue to live a long and healthy life."

"Even if I have to trade my life for yours, I don't mind."

/ A proud, contrary Crown Prince x a composed, captivating beauty who knows how to reel him in

/ They both speak their minds / Misunderstandings are cleared up at once

Disaster! The sky is falling! The Crown Prince has rejected a marriage!

And the one he rejected is none other than Miss Yao Ying, the youngest legitimate daughter of the nation's Chancellor, Yao.

Everyone was amazed. Third Miss Yao had entered the palace as a princess's companion when she was young, and she and the Crown Prince had grown up together as childhood friends.

Her brother caught the Crown Prince and challenged him to a sparring match over the matter.

Who won? Who won?

The princess was worried about Young Master Yao and tried her hardest to stop them. But Third Miss Yao grabbed a plate of melon seeds and snacks and happily munched away.

What? Does that mean Third Miss Yao has no feelings for the Crown Prince?

Who can say? In the end, His Majesty gave his imperial decree, and Third Miss Yao still entered the Eastern Palace.

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They say the Chancellor's legitimate daughter was born with the destiny of a phoenix and chosen as the Crown Princess from childhood.

It should have been a marriage blessed by heaven, but her life was as fragile as paper.

The year the Crown Princess fell ill in his arms, she was barely twenty. They had been married for only four years.

Xue Shao awoke from the dream drenched in cold sweat.

He couldn't wait to ask His Majesty to annul the engagement. The emperor flew into a rage and ordered him out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

But by the time he came to his senses, news of it had already reached Yao Ying.

She smiled, entirely unbothered. "A marriage that has to be forced won't bring either of us happiness."

Xue Shao regretted it beyond measure and banged his head against the ground.

Xue Shao: No! The harder you force a melon, the sweeter it is!

Yao Ying: Heh.

[Reader's Guide]

1. The heroine is resilient and brave, not a foolish innocent.

2. The hero sometimes says the opposite of what he means, but is straightforward most of the time.

3. Next novel: Lanterns in the White Night.

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Lanterns in the White Night

A ruthless, unhinged new emperor x a goddess devoid of desire

Both beautiful, powerful, and tragic

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Shen Zhao was framed for colluding with the enemy and betraying his country. Pierced by several arrows and on the brink of death, he saw a young girl emerging from the flames.

She held a flower lantern that shed a dim, warm light. Her figure was slender and graceful, like a goddess from the heavens.

To die at the hands of a girl? That wouldn't be so bad.

Shen Zhao gave a bloody sneer and closed his eyes. But instead of her blade, he felt her cool fingers gently brush his cheek.

She said, "Shen Zhao, it isn't your time to die. I'm here to bring you back."

Shen Zhao clawed his way back to the human world from a mountain of corpses and swore two blood oaths.

First, he would overthrow the dynasty.

Second, he would find that girl.

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Ti Rou tended the soul-guiding lantern, serving as its keeper and connecting the realms of the living and the dead.

Chosen by fate to guard the lantern, she was destined to live without desire, sorrow, or joy.

She had guided countless souls, endured ten thousand years of evil spirits, and received a single "thank you."

But she had only ever saved one person.

The first person she saved was Shen Zhao.

Because his allotted years were not yet over, and his worldly affairs remained unfinished.

The last person she killed was also Shen Zhao.

Because he had gone mad.

Mad beyond all reason. Mad in a way that left its mark forever.

Ti Rou did not understand love. She couldn't understand why someone would die for the person they loved, or why someone would keep yearning for a person who had already died.

Shen Zhao told her,

"It doesn't matter. You don't understand yet. I'll teach you."

Shen Zhao held his bloodstained sword and casually kicked aside a head with eyes that had not yet closed.

"Ti Rou, if you bring a nation to ruin, then I'll be its tyrant. You and I will be stained in blood, neither of us clean."

Ti Rou stood in the shadows, the soul-guiding lantern in her hand burning as it had since time immemorial. The seven-petaled lotus glowed with a faint, eerie light.

Her voice was cool and indifferent as she asked,

"You save me and kill for me. Is that what love is?"

Shen Zhao elegantly and unhurriedly wiped the blood from his lips, then smiled slowly.

"No. First, I'll teach you to hate me."

Confusion barely touched Ti Rou's eternally serene, pale blue eyes.

"Then what is love?"

Shen Zhao placed his sword in her hands, grasped her slender wrist, and drew the blade swiftly across his own neck

He smiled with wild, wicked abandon:

"You have to die in my arms. Ti Rou, that's love."

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Cover used with permission from Sanye Caoduo

Theme: Don't let a well-meaning lie invalidate someone's devotion.