The Pampered Stand-In Quits (Reborn)

Preorders: "Spring Colors at Her Temples" and "Raising My Widowed Sister-in-Law into a Little Green Tea". The related series, "Raising My Widowed Sister-in-Law into a Little Green Tea," is already underway.

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Princess Shen Yujin of Chang'an fell in love with Gu Yanxi, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, at first sight.

After marrying him as she had wished, she managed the household and cared for his parents, presenting them as the capital's model couple.

Just as Shen Yujin felt that everything was getting better and better, Gu Yanxi's one true love returned to the capital.

That day, she sat alone all night. The hope in her heart drifted away with the steam from the meal she had carefully prepared.

At last, news came that he was returning home, arm in arm with his one true love.

Only when Shen Yujin studied Miss Lin's features, so similar to her own, did she realize that nothing had ever gotten better.

Beside that woman, Shen Yujin's pride became affectation; her thoughtfulness became nagging, and even her noble birth became a shackle holding him back.

Forget it.

Just as Shen Yujin decided to let go, a poisoned pastry from Gu Yanxi sent her back ten years.

Reborn, Shen Yujin looked at the winning hand she held: her noble birth, her great fortune, and all the talented young men clamoring to marry her.

She suddenly wondered why she should get involved in Gu Yanxi's mess.

A new life was waving her over!

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Gu Yanxi was convinced that he and his wife shared a deep, devoted love.

After being reborn, he waited for his wife from his previous life to return to his side.

But he waited and waited, only to see his former wife strolling arm in arm with someone else.

She smiled and laughed with others, but was as cold as ice toward him.

All the tenderness and consideration she had once given him, she now gave entirely to someone else.

He tried to win her back. The surprises he had carefully prepared earned him nothing but disgust.

The chance encounters he had plotted so painstakingly brought him only a cold warning: "Mind your manners, my lord."

Watching Shen Yujin grow more distant from him, he finally realized that the young woman whose heart and eyes had once been filled with him seemed to have lost her way from him amid years of coldness.

For the first time, he hated how clumsy he was when it came to love.

A calculating, obsessive powerful official x a beautiful, pampered noblewoman

Content Notes

1. The male lead will pursue his wife relentlessly later on, and get a little unhinged.

2. Most of what happens between them stems from misunderstandings, but I don't want to include too many content notes. Too many would spoil too much and affect everyone's enjoyment. If it really seems necessary later, I'll consider adding them.

3. The female lead is beautiful, very beautiful, exceptionally beautiful. This will be especially obvious after she is reborn.

4. My abilities are limited, and I can't meet everyone's expectations. There are countless great stories on Jinjiang. If this one doesn't work for you, let's move on. I'll keep working to improve and keep everyone here, but you don't need to tell me if you drop the story.

5. Reasoned discussion is welcome. Please don't offer writing advice or make unfounded claims. Thank you all for understanding.

---"After Raising My Younger Brother-in-Law into a Green Tea Man"

When Ye Zhihe was fifteen, she became a widow.

To avoid being taken back by her family and sold off again,

she resolutely fled her home and relied on her twelve-year-old brother-in-law, the two of them depending on each other for survival.

At first, she only meant to escape her family,

but the boy was unruly, withdrawn, and pitiful, and she truly did feel compassion for him.

She never expected that compassion to last for years.

Later, she stood among the crowd, watching him achieve success and feeling comforted. She thought it was time to consider her own future.

But on the eve of her wedding, she was abducted. A fine gold chain was fastened around her ankle, jingling at the slightest movement.

Xie Huaiyuan, whom she had loved with all her heart and treated as her own younger brother, had somehow grown from a scrawny little boy into a man much taller than her. His imposing shadow fell over her.

Xie Huaiyuan hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear,

"Sister-in-law, didn't we promise that you'd stay with me forever? You lied to me."

When Xie Huaiyuan was at the lowest point in his life, someone passed through the heavy fog and let a ray of sunlight reach him.

She said they would be together for the rest of their lives.

He believed her. So when she wore a bright red wedding dress and trembled with fear beneath him,

he kissed her lips, both crazed and reverent.

You said we would be together for the rest of our lives.

--Preorder: "Spring Colors at Her Temples"

Song Shiwei was a distant cousin who had come to stay at the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence. She had willow-leaf brows, almond-shaped eyes, a rosy face, and cheeks like peach blossoms. She was a peerlessly beautiful woman, but her family had fallen into decline, leaving her to live cautiously and frugally. Though blessed with beauty, she strictly followed the rules of propriety, and every word and action of hers seemed stiff and dull.

Ji Yanli was the finest son of the Ji family, a trusted courtier of the emperor, and a man as bright and pure as the moon. He was a gentleman praised by everyone in the capital and the dream lover of countless young ladies.

Though they lived under the same roof at the marquis's residence, he was like a celestial visitor and she like a flower on a branch. No one would ever have imagined the two of them together.

No one knew that after nightfall, Song Shiwei would wear a thin gauzy robe, her eyes as limpid as spring water. Fighting her shame, she would kneel trembling before him, like a begonia in full bloom, and say, "Please take pity on me, Cousin."

Ji Yanli sat upright in the hall, his clothes immaculate. His gaze moved inch by inch over her fair skin, and his voice was low and husky. "Come here."

Ji Yanli treated Song Shiwei extremely well, granting almost every request she made. He took care of her father, who was in prison, and her mother, who was often ill. Not even the gossip of outsiders could trouble her.

During those spring nights when their bodies entwined, Song Shiwei's heart sank deeper and deeper, beyond her control. She even ignored the shameful position she was in, believing she had found someone to rely on for the rest of her life.

Until one day, she heard him speaking with someone outside the door:

"She's flirtatious by nature. She could be a mistress, but she'd never make a suitable wife."

So this was how he had always seen her. Those tender, sweet memories were nothing but a cover she had thrown over her shame. Now that the cover had been pulled away, all that remained was her own naked humiliation.

Song Shiwei decided to leave him.

Who would have thought that the mighty lord would lower his head and plead, "Please, come back with me. Don't leave me."

The first time Ji Yanli saw Song Shiwei, he knew she was destined to be his.

He laid a trap and led her into it, one step at a time.

Who would have thought she would decide to marry someone else?

Ji Yanli, usually so dazzling and composed, crushed the teacup in his hand. If he could have her once, he could have her a second time, a third time, and countless times after that.

No matter how far she went, no matter how many years passed, in this life she could only be entangled with me.

Theme: Learn to cherish the person right in front of you