Reborn, I Threw Myself into My Enemy's Arms

Blurb: When Yan Shu died, she gazed at the beautiful scene outside: snow falling in great flurries, plum blossoms blooming in the cold. She thought, Next year is sure to be a wonderful season. As the eldest daughter of the Langya Yan clan, with her father and elder brother both serving as clan leaders, and married to the Prince of Yongning, younger brother to the current emperor, she was perhaps the most envied woman in all of Great Sheng. But in the end, she was not destined for a long life. She was only twenty-three when she died. Sheng Ji, younger brother to the current emperor, was the object of admiration for every noblewoman in the capital. Yet he married the very woman who had kicked him aside when he was down, and would gladly have kicked him again. When he heard of her death, he froze. But only when he sat in her courtyard and saw the cold, lonely leaves scattered across it did he realize she was truly gone. For some reason, his heart suddenly felt a little empty. When Sikong Jin heard of her death, he didn't even raise an eyelid. The people around him were terrified, but seeing him carry on as usual, they slowly relaxed. Still, why did he seem so lifeless? It was then that he met an orphan girl named Shen Shu. The two women were completely different, yet Sikong Jin found that they seemed to slowly become one and the same. Sikong Jin remembered: that woman used to smile just like this, too. She's back, then. So everything that happened before should be repaid, shouldn't it? Sikong Jin's eyes slowly grew sinister. He felt as though he had come alive again. Meanwhile, Shen Shu was fully immersed in her new life, unaware that her biggest secret identity had already been exposed. She bit her lip and furrowed her brow. How could this man be so energetic, always showing up here, even though he gets around in a wheelchair? Happy ending. The debts of a past life are repaid in this one. Coming soon: After I Used and Abandoned My Archenemy Everyone says: The East Tower is dazzling, the West City is defiant, the South Sang is debonair, and the North Jiang... At this moment, Bei Jiang Zhao stands timidly before the Third Prince, trembling all over like a little cabbage battered by wind and rain. Everyone can only shake their heads, convinced that Bei Jiang Zhao is unworthy of his position as heir. After all, both sons of the new princess consort are much more outstanding than he is. No one sees that every time the Third Prince bullies him, his own reputation grows worse and his chances of taking the throne grow slimmer, all while he remains oblivious. Meanwhile, Bei Jiang Zhao rides the changing tides, rising from heir of Bei Jiang to Prince of Bei Jiang, and eventually becoming ruler of the entire Northwest. Bei Jiang Zhao has never thought his position as heir was in danger. No one but him can fill it. All he has to do in this life is put Bei Jiang back on its disrupted course and restore it to its rightful place. The tides turn overnight, and the realm falls into chaos. Lords and princes carve up the land and take the imperial court, while former fellow disciples become enemies. At the same time, Bei Jiang Zhao's identity is exposed: she is actually... But what does it matter if she's a woman? Bei Jiang Zhao climbs the walls of Bei Jiang one step at a time, sword in hand, her gaze radiating unshakable resolve. Only she, Bei Jiang Zhao, can rule Bei Jiang. P.S. The rise of the Northwest's female emperor. Coming soon, book two: The Parting of Old Friends Shen Nanyin never expected to be accused of a crime on her wedding day, and not just any crime, but bigamy. Dressed in her wedding gown, she watched the man stride gracefully through the crowd toward her. She suddenly remembered that she seemed to have married him once before, but she refused to admit it. As the younger sister of Shen Qingchao, the notorious minister known to everyone in Nan Xiao as a traitor, Shen Nanyin has always presented herself as gentle, obedient, and kind. Even her brother's mortal enemies speak softly to her, afraid of frightening her. Yet Shen Qingchao is a villain whom everyone wants dead. He has brought the imperial family to heel, and even Princess Nanyue has become his captive. His sister Shen Nanyin, however, has a fine reputation. Everyone laments that she was cursed with the misfortune of being Shen Qingchao's sister. "Shen Nanyin, you were the one who pursued me first. Did you think you could marry me whenever you wanted and then abandon me whenever you pleased?" Xiao Jingyu watched the most beautiful sight in the crowd, storms brewing in his eyes. Shen Nanyin merely smiled in scorn. "Why do you think I married you? Knowing what I know now, I wish I'd killed you!" The hatred in Shen Nanyin's eyes was fierce. Her gaze held not a trace of warmth. "You did it for Shen Qingchao." In Shen Nanyin's heart, Shen Qingchao was the most important person in the world. She watched him gain power over the realm, but also keenly sensed the instability of the situation. She thought that marrying Prince Chen would let her gradually resolve all their grievances, never realizing she would become the instrument of his death. When he asked if she would marry Prince Chen, she firmly said yes. Shen Qingchao looked at her for a long time, then simply replied, "All right." She didn't understand then. But on her wedding day, when she ran toward him with all her strength and saw him lying on the ground, covered in blood, while her new husband held the bloodstained sword, she finally understood. Her naivete and self-righteousness had become the very instrument of his death. Shen Qingchao died, and Shen Nanyin was imprisoned for five years. Five years later, the world had changed. When she returned to the capital, she faced people she had once known and discovered that her former kindness and obedience had all but vanished. A little scene: "You're my wife. You can't go anywhere but by my side." Shen Nanyin looked at him, finding the idea absurd, and turned away indifferently. "Is that so?" Xiao Jingyu had never known what heartbreak felt like. But when he saw her standing barefoot in the snow, swaying unsteadily, her face full of longing for the world outside, his heart clenched. She would truly rather die than stay by his side. P.S. Happy ending. Both leads suffer a little. Coming soon: Jiang Li; Beyond Fate, I Am the One Completed novels: The Eighteenth Bride; Chang'an, As Before; The Real Heiress and the Real Heir Got Their Happy Ending; The Witch's Legend Theme: Never forget your original intentions