A Childhood Sweetheart to Quench Your Thirst

Upcoming: Silken Threads in the Clear Sky (Republican-era A/B/O), originally titled Blossoms Adorn the Nation. Please take a look, thank you.

‖Scheming, proud young heiress + peerlessly alluring leading lady of the inner chambers‖

Jiangnan, a new moon like a hook, on the night of the bridal candles.

Dressed in a groom’s robe, the eldest daughter of the Wu family, Wu Jingyi, lifted a fresh cup of peony tea and smiled. “Now that you’ve married into the family, whether I’m a man or a woman, you’re not getting away from me.”

Across from her, a pair of almond eyes widened, willow brows drawing together. On closer inspection, she was a beauty like a pear blossom. After trembling for a long while, she finally replied, “Then... that’s just fine.”

She bit her lip, thinking herself quite stubborn.

She looked so obedient, at once coy and lovestruck. Wu Jingyi laughed with delight.

Years later, when the eldest young madam of the Wu family, Li Yang, sat beneath the veranda, waving a gold-flecked fan as she watched the butterflies flit about the courtyard, she couldn’t help musing to herself.

They had agreed she would leave after a year. Did that promise still count? Besides... She unconsciously touched the bite mark on her neck, her heart pounding.

To have run into this black-hearted beauty! She always bites where it hurts. Who knows if I’ll make it out alive?

Wu Jingyi: “Because I have a rare blood type.”

Wu Jingyi, the new heir to the Yuya Tea Estate, gazed at the green tea fields dyed by the waning spring, her eyes full of laughter. She had traveled a thousand miles to claim the century-old legacy of the Wu family.

By chance, she rescued a young woman. Unable to bear seeing a girl in the prime of her life married off to her decrepit uncle, she had no choice but to marry her herself. But there was a secret her bride didn’t know: besides disguising herself as a man, she was also an Alpha.

No, a slender, knuckled hand brushed her lips. Her pheromones surged like a tide, forcing the Alpha across from her to back away again and again. Wu Jingyi lowered her gray eyes. “Actually, I’m an... Enigma.”

She smiled, suddenly remembering she needed to go to Eighteenth Street to buy her wife’s favorite osmanthus candy. She had to make it up to her: lately, her wife kept talking about going to the capital to find her first love, her senior from the academy. She had promised her, after all, and couldn’t go back on her word.

But that senior was already dead. The dead can’t steal my wife from me.

With a marriage contract between them, they walked side by side. The longer their journey, the less they could bear to part.

“Silken threads drift into the quiet courtyard, pear blossoms caught unawares, stealing half a glance.”

1. A marriage of convenience that turns to love, an alternate Republican-era setting, revenge, and a reason behind the female lead disguising herself as a man. The first love is just a plot device.

2. An Enigma is a rare gender that can mark Alphas.

3. As usual, if you like the blood-type setting, feel free to read it. If you don’t, there’s also a complete storyline that isn’t affected by it.

This story’s blurb:

A beautiful flirt who doesn’t know she’s flirting + a proud, devoted, cool beauty

A peach sweet as honey ‖ an aloof snow lotus

Su Sijing and Lin Muran grew up together. All along, Lin Muran played the role of a good big sister, protecting Su Sijing, a delicate flower who could barely withstand the wind.

She stood up to girls who gossiped about Su Sijing and went to the ends of the earth for her. Lin Muran’s motto was: “Sijing is such a beautiful, adorable girl. It’s only natural that there are some rumors about her, but she definitely hasn’t done anything wrong.”

Su Sijing rested her chin in her hands and looked at the usually cool-eyed Lin Muran. “Will you stay with me your whole life, Big Sis?”

She got a pat on the head in reply, and heard, “Yes.”

As adults, Lin Muran became a music producer and occasionally sang at bars, while Su Sijing picked up her pen and wrote every day.

The inseparable pair of best friends still spent every day together, until more and more people began pursuing Su Sijing, and Lin Muran quietly stepped away.

Su Sijing had always thought of Big Sis Muran as family. She was the one who could be willful and make trouble, while Muran was the one who accepted and protected her. She thought Muran would always be there.

But she left, and Su Sijing’s whole world came crashing down.

On the day Su Sijing tried on wedding dresses, the sales assistant asked with a smile, “How come such a beautiful bride doesn’t have her best friend with her?”

She froze, took off the wedding dress, and ran to the bar where Lin Muran sang. Muran was dressed in white, singing, her eyes brimming with feelings that only Su Sijing had ever seen.

“If your freedom is to come and go as you please, then I’d rather go back to living alone. If your excuse is affection that turns hot and cold, then I’d rather never have taken you seriously.”

Su Sijing’s heart was slowly crushed to pieces, and tears streamed down her face.

Love had sprouted without either of them noticing, growing naturally until it ran wild.

“Longing drives me mad, day after day, night after night.”

This is a story about turning someone gay.

1. The lyrics are from “Can’t Figure You Out.” Happy ending, one-on-one romance. Modern alternate setting.

2. Sijing never got married or dated anyone else. Trying on a wedding dress was a misunderstanding.

3. This is just a sweet romance, childhood friends to lovers. Young love is the most moving.

Completed works include Reborn: The Peach Blossom Alpha General, Raising a Peach Blossom to Be My Wife, and more. Take a look at my author page!

Raising a Peach Blossom to Be My Wife blurb:

Intellectual, possessive older sister x Pure-hearted, gentle little bunny

Shen Ruotang loved someone when she was a student. Her love was obsessive, devoted, and unforgettable, but after being deceived by that person, she became an empty shell.

Seeking a way out, she picked up a pen and turned her hopeless love into a book, then threw herself into a busy life. She studied, climbed the career ladder, and became the youngest professor at her university at thirty.

But that story took root on a literary website. On Shen Ruotang’s thirty-fifth birthday, it brought someone to her door.

Wearing a light green dress, Tang Nanzhi knocked on the door of the Shen family home and said, “Professor Shen, will you give me your autograph?”

She stared at the soft hair falling over Tang Nanzhi’s white knitted cardigan, paused, then replied, “I don’t give autographs to students.”

The other woman smiled like spring sunshine in March. “I’m not your student. I’m the new teaching assistant.”

Life suddenly changed. Nanzhi’s affection was so obvious that there was no way to avoid it.

“I’m so much older than you. We’re practically from different generations.”

“I won’t fall for anyone.”

“Go away.”

Love isn’t a contest. Some people arrive first and use up everything. No matter how hard the next person tries, it’s all in vain.

But Nanzhi always smiled warmly and said, “I’m not leaving.”

Seeing the misty look in the other woman’s eyes, Shen Ruotang felt only heartache. She was so young and beautiful; she shouldn’t have to waste her youth. At last, Shen Ruotang came up with a good excuse. “I’m getting married soon.”

She saw the beautiful woman’s eyes turn red, her expression so pitiful.

I probably won’t see her again in this life, she thought.

So when Tang Nanzhi appeared at her door once more, her slender figure trembling in the winter wind, so stubbornly refusing to give in, Shen Ruotang’s cold, hard heart shattered into pieces.

She crouched down to look at the other woman’s sprained ankle, then looked up into a pair of tearful eyes. “Professor Ruotang, is it because I’m too young? Why couldn’t I have been older? Why couldn’t that person be me?”

Shen Ruotang’s breath caught. She reached out to wipe away the tear at the corner of her eye. Her chest burned, but she silently swallowed the word “Darling.”

“Who can tell me how deeply you have to love before you can love without holding back?”

1. It really is a sweet romance.

2. Believe what I just said.

3. Modern alternate setting. Don’t read this as reflecting real people.

Reborn: The Peach Blossom Alpha General blurb:

Bold, dazzling female general + Noble, peerlessly cool princess

In the fifteenth year of the Chu Yue Kingdom, on a night of thunder and lightning, a baby girl was born into the general’s household. Her clear cry stopped the storm. Delighted, General Su named her Su Niechen.

The general had no sons, so Niechen was raised as a boy.

At fifteen, she presented as an exceptional Qianyuan. To defend against the northern Quan tribes, she went to battle alongside her father and guarded the border for more than three years. Her armor shattered and her red robes were stained with blood. She terrified her enemies and was breathtakingly beautiful, earning the name “Peach Blossom General.”

People said, “Where peach blossoms are splashed with blood, the soul never returns.”

Sadly, the emperor was cowardly. After learning that the Quan tribes had allied with the Turks, he was determined to sue for peace and was willing to send Princess Leng Shuangxue to marry into their lands. When Su Niechen learned of it, she submitted a memorial, staking her life on her words: “If the Chu Yue Kingdom sends out its princess, how can I, its guardian general, live on with any face?”

She gritted her teeth, proud to the end, and led her army to sweep the north. She returned victorious, covered in wounds.

The emperor was overjoyed and immediately arranged for her to marry the princess, hoping to create a celebrated love story.

But the proud princess already loved someone else and refused to yield. She died beneath a length of white silk. As her soul scattered, she finally saw the young general’s face and realized she was the one she had thought of a thousand times.

She had loved a woman, and the Peach Blossom General was the one she was supposed to marry all along.

By the Three Lives Stone and on the Bridge of Helplessness, the cold princess made a pact: she would never enter reincarnation in exchange for another life. Returned to the day she had refused the wedding, she let spring soften her cool eyes and agreed to the marriage instead. Behind the red bridal curtains, she discovered the general’s beautiful, dashing nature.

Beneath the general’s red groom’s robes, she saw a woman’s delicate mannerisms.

Outside the curtains, Su Niechen was troubled. In the Chu Yue Kingdom, male Qianyuan had always been held in highest regard. Faced with the princess, a Kunze as lovely as a celestial maiden, the battle-hardened general was at a loss.

Then the princess glided forward, curled a slender finger, and untied the red ribbon binding her hair. A cat darted into her arms, and she spoke softly and coyly: “Now that you have me, General, you no longer need to pretend to be a man. I’ve always hated these men’s clothes. They stood between us and the marriage we were destined to have.”

She met the general’s star-bright eyes, shimmering like rosy clouds, and saw the surprise fade from them, leaving only tenderness as gentle as water.

In her previous life, she had remained untouched by worldly affairs and never entered the struggle for power, because she had no one to care for. Now, reborn, she had someone to cherish, and her heart had grown bold with desire.

“I love the way you live so freely and proudly, your long hair dancing in the wind, the hem of your skirt sweeping through the air.”

1. Although the Qianyuan and Kunze roles are already set, they really do switch positions.

2. Alternate setting, first-time lovers, happy ending, no genitalia.

3. It’s a sweet romance, like sugared fruit and syrup, with childhood friends who cherish each other.

Qianyuan (Alpha), Kunze (Omega)

Theme: A harmonious society where everyone is equal.