Is the Chief Minister Getting a Divorce Today?

[Untouchable Beauty of the Court × Delicate Little Princess]

On the day Ninth Princess Li Zhisang was betrothed to Shen Shiyu, the people of the capital were abuzz with gossip.

Everyone said that although the Ninth Princess had a face that outshone all others in the capital, she was spoiled and overbearing. They felt sorry for the Grand Chancellor.

Teahouses all over the city opened betting pools, and without exception, the odds were on "the Ninth Princess and the Grand Chancellor will divorce before long."

Only Li Zhisang quietly placed a bet in every teahouse:

"The Ninth Princess and the Grand Chancellor will not divorce."

*

Shen Shiyu first met Li Zhisang when she was six.

She was a soft, chubby little girl who called him in a babyish voice, "Brother Shen."

Shen Shiyu became Grand Chancellor at twenty-two. That year, Li Zhisang was thirteen.

The bright-eyed young girl smiled and called him, "Lord Shen."

Shen Shiyu had always thought that the girl had agreed to marry him on a whim and didn't mean it.

To give Li Zhisang the chance to change her mind, he kept sleeping in his study.

Until one day, Shen Shiyu saw Li Zhisang walking with a young general in the imperial garden, chatting and laughing.

He stopped in his tracks.

Before long, the Ninth Princess and the young general were walking closer and closer...

That night, Shen Shiyu lowered his eyes and climbed into Li Zhisang's bed. In the flickering lamplight, he took the little princess's hand and placed it on his sash.

His eyes darkened, and his breath was hot. "Miaomiao, don't undo the wrong knot this time."

In the end, he was the one who changed his mind.

*

One day, Shen Shiyu learned that Li Zhisang had placed a bet at the teahouses.

Li Zhisang thought Shen Shiyu would be angry, look at her with those frost-cold eyes, then turn away with an indifferent sweep of his sleeve.

But

Shen Shiyu's lips fell on the corner of her eye, then slowly moved lower. "Everything Miaomiao does is right."

Their entwined breaths grew tender.

As he stole the air from her lungs, Li Zhisang thought dizzily:

How could he be anything like the aloof, high-minded man who once slept alone in his study?

*

To Li Zhisang, Shen Shiyu was the moon high in the sky.

But she insisted on trying to pluck it down.

1. One-on-one, happy ending, marriage first and love later. A fluffy romance about a not-so-clever heroine.

2. Age gap: the male lead is nine years older. The heroine is fifteen by the time their romance develops.

3. The setting is entirely fictional, so fictional that it is incredibly, incredibly, incredibly, incredibly made up. Please don't nitpick.

4. The characters' values are not the author's values.

Next novel: The Life-and-Death Gu

[Unhinged Rebel × Innocent Flower]

Awu found a wounded young general at her doorstep.

The young general smiled gently, taught her to read and write, and told her stories.

Awu had never left southern Xinjiang, so everything was new to her.

The young general was always saying softly, "Awu, come here."

Awu would smile and walk over to him.

Later, the young general conquered southern Xinjiang. He stood in a pool of blood like a demon from hell.

This time, the young general said again, "Awu, come to me."

Awu's eyes reddened, but she still approached him.

*

After she was taken to the capital, Awu learned that the man she'd saved wasn't a young general at all. He was the most noble crown prince in the capital.

Perhaps out of guilt, the crown prince treated her very well.

Just as he had when they were in southern Xinjiang.

Until

One sweltering day, beneath the blazing sun, the crown prince drew the girl beside him into his arms. His voice was cold. "Awu is only a catalyst. Why should you care about the life of some lowly wretch?"

It turned out that the crown prince had been bedridden with illness since childhood. He brought her to the capital only to take the mother Gu from her body and cure the Gu poison inside him.

Only then did Awu understand that she was nothing but a medicinal catalyst.

At last, her heart turned cold. Awu cut the Gu out of her flesh and died in front of the crown prince.

*

The day he found Awu, who had faked her death and disappeared, the crown prince saw her standing beside a man in white, holding a hibiscus and smiling gently.

The crown prince's face was pale, his hands clenched into fists, but he still spoke softly. "Awu, come here."

"Come to my side."

Awu stood at a distance, her expression calm.

She did not take a single step.

*

He thought he would get everything he wanted as long as he became emperor.

But only when he truly reached the pinnacle of power did he realize

None of it was worth even half of Awu's little finger.

He knew Awu wasn't dead, and he went mad trying to find her.

Awu was his.

He would keep her by his side, for all eternity.

Theme: Make your dreams come true.