The Obsessive Crown Prince's Daily Quest to Win Back His Wife

(My next novel: After Faking Her Death, the Emperor Chases His Wife to the Crematorium)

Blurb for the upcoming novel: Guan Mingyue, the legitimate daughter of Prince Yong'an of the capital, is breathtakingly beautiful, born to wealth and privilege, and doted on by her parents. As soon as she comes of age, she becomes the empress of Chu Wangshu.

But everyone says she only got the throne through her family's influence, and that Chu Wangshu loves her cousin, not her.

To prove herself worthy of the position, Guan Mingyue puts away her spoiled ways and learns to be cautious in everything, gradually becoming dignified and composed.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tries, Chu Wangshu remains cold toward her, while the capital's nobles all wait to laugh at her.

Her cousin, on the other hand, seems to be loved by everyone, whatever she does. Even Chu Wangshu treats her differently.

On the day before her cousin is to enter the palace, Guan Mingyue finally snaps. She hurls her seal to the ground and shouts, "Whoever wants to be empress can have the job. I'm done!"

Chu Wangshu, the cultured and martial emperor of Great Chu, is peerlessly handsome, accomplished in both letters and arms, and skilled in the art of rulership. His heart is cold, and his affections colder.

The empress he wanted should have been like the Guan Mingyue of today: dignified and poised, not the childish, ignorant girl she used to be.

That was what he had always believed.

Until a raging fire engulfed Kunning Palace, and Empress Guan Mingyue perished in the flames.

Everyone in Great Chu knew the emperor detested the empress. If she died, then so be it.

But no one expected that, upon learning of Guan Mingyue's death, the usually stern and composed emperor would go mad and rush into the sea of flames to find her.

Blurb for this novel:

No one knew that Sun Yuwan, daughter of a fifth-rank vice minister, had given her heart to Crown Prince Li Weichuan.

A vice minister's daughter was not fit to be crown princess, but Sun Yuwan had only to see His Highness once to give him her whole heart, never to get it back.

She loved him with all her heart. When he was poisoned, she tasted the medicine for him herself. Her whole body trembled with pain, but one look from him was enough to make her feel none.

Even though she hated how he was always smiling at his cousin, when a fire swept toward them, she instinctively protected that cousin, making sure she wasn't hurt at all.

Weichuan would surely see her goodness and sincerity one day.

Only when Sun Yuwan was lying in bed, nearly dying from the pain, did she learn that Li Weichuan had asked the emperor to arrange his marriage to his cousin.

She had accompanied him without title or status, seen mountains and rivers with him, and endured long, agonizing nights by his side. And yet, she had still become the one stain on his life.

She had never been allowed to see the light of day.

The crown prince's wedding filled the entire imperial capital with celebration. Perhaps the emperor was pleased too, for he publicly bestowed the title of Princess Yong'an on Sun Yuwan.

But no one came forward to receive the honor.

A eunuch hurried over and said Sun Yuwan had died in agony the previous night from her burns.

Everyone saw the usually steadfast prince's legs give way until he could no longer even run.

He collapsed to the ground, seeming to have lost his mind, and could only mutter, "No, she can't be dead. Her lowly life was so tenacious. How could she die?"

Upcoming novel: After Faking Her Death, the Emperor Chases Her to the Crematorium

The Grand Tutor's granddaughter, Zheng Mingchen, was in love with Crown Prince Wang Jinghe. Everyone knew it, and with the Zheng family's power, she was sure to marry him.

On the day Wang Jinghe ascended the throne, as everyone expected, he issued an edict naming an empress. But the empress was not Zheng Mingchen. It was his cousin, who was rumored to be bedridden with a chronic illness.

Zheng Mingchen looked at her silent grandfather and the sorrowful members of her family, her heart filled with desolation.

She had heard that Wang Jinghe and his cousin had been childhood sweethearts, relying on each other from a young age. Zheng Mingchen suddenly understood that everything had been planned long ago.

By now, Wang Jinghe's intentions couldn't be clearer. The Zheng family had been nothing but a stepping stone for him.

It was said that a fire had burned most of the Zheng family's residences to the ground, and that the family's eldest granddaughter had perished in the flames. When the Grand Tutor heard the terrible news, he fell gravely ill and never recovered.

The Zheng family of Xingyang had begun to decline.

Wang Jinghe's confidants all knew that the stern, composed new emperor detested the Zheng family's arrogance and debauchery.

But no one expected that, upon learning of Zheng Mingchen's death, the usually dignified and cold new emperor would go mad, clutching her charred remains and shouting for everyone to get away.

Later, beside a river in Jinan in the bright days of early spring, the increasingly lonely and severe Wang Jinghe saw that radiant, beautiful smile.

"Chen'er?"

The woman kept smiling, but looked surprised. Her voice was distant. "I'm afraid you've mistaken me for someone else, sir."

Upcoming novel two: The Regent's Frail Empress

Everyone knew that Regent Shen Jingce was wildly ambitious and wielded such immense power that even the emperor had to submit to him.

When the emperor brought his newlywed empress to pay his respects to the regent, they were turned away.

Everyone said the dignified and virtuous new empress had failed to please the regent, and probably wouldn't survive many days in the palace.

That night, the empress, her clothes already disheveled in a manner wholly against propriety, knelt at the regent's feet and murmured, "I beg Your Highness to show me mercy."

To protect her family, Deng Xiansi was forced to play the dignified, imposing empress by day and serve as the regent's bedmate every night.

Once her younger brother came of age and could take on the duties of clan head, she looked at the increasingly deranged regent and decisively faked her death.

She had barely enjoyed two days of peace before the Black Banner Army surrounded her little retirement home.

Deng Xiansi trembled as she knelt on the ground, begging the man to spare her.

The regent, clad in imperial yellow robes, rode a tall black horse. His eyes were bloodshot as he rasped, "Don't even think about it."

In this filthy world, the only pure sanctuary in his corrupted soul was the legitimate daughter of the Deng family, who had once shown him the purest affection when they were young.

If being a regent wasn't enough to win her, then he would defy the whole world. What did it matter if he became emperor?

As long as he could keep her by his side for all eternity.

Theme: Learn to love yourself before loving others