The Oriole Imprisoned in the Spring Tent

"Compete, seize, stop at nothing."

Hate to love, with a domineering male lead who takes what he wants by force.

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The day Fu Yunqi was ordered to destroy Wei, the Lord of Yan promised him a reward: once Wei's capital had fallen, he could choose one of the princesses of Wei for himself.

Later, Fu Yunqi captured a princess of Wei on the battlefield. Her name was Shi Yaoguang. She had a gaze like a blade, yet was as helpless as a weary bird.

Too bad, he thought. She had appeared at the wrong time. With the two armies facing off, he would have to kill her in the end.

But before he killed her, he could treat his carefully chosen prey as wantonly as a falcon raised for the hunt.

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"...How dare you!"

The moment the words left Fu Yunqi's mouth, he was uncharacteristically stunned.

"How dare I?" He held up a cloth and gave her that look he used to tease his prey. "Is this how a princess of Wei speaks to people?"

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"The day I finally escaped Fu Yunqi, a torrential rain was falling outside. Fu Yunqi came into the tent wounded, but didn't approach me or speak to me. He sat there for a quarter of an hour, then left. I caught the familiar scent of blood and suddenly thought, if only I'd killed him at the start. That would have been better than this, when I don't even know why my heart aches for him."

#Fantasy setting, with a mountain of original worldbuilding

#Resilient captive princess x enemy general, a domineering warlord who takes what he wants by force

Coming soon: 1. Seeing Spring Terrace

Ling An transmigrated into the granddaughter of a three-dynasty elder of Great Yue.

Her husband, Qiu Minghui, was a rising star at court. They enjoyed a happy marriage and had a daughter, and for years they were the envy of everyone around them.

Qiu Minghui treated her wonderfully. Worried that she would grow bored cooped up at home while he was too busy with official duties to keep her company, he sent for a distant cousin to keep her company.

The cousin was indeed considerate, but it was only eight months later, when she came to Ling An with a big belly and begged for forgiveness, that Ling An learned her real name was Liu Yuzhen. She and Qiu Minghui had been childhood sweethearts, but the Liu family had been confiscated and exiled to the border, forcing them apart.

Qiu Minghui also begged Ling An to let her stay. He said, "Zhenzhen has only me left as family, and she's carrying my child. Since things have come to this, why not let her move into the residence so we can look after each other?"

Ling An's answer was to slap a divorce letter across Qiu Minghui's face and return to the modern world with her four-year-old daughter.

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After just a few days without Ling An, Qiu Minghui wasn't worried.

She was just throwing a tantrum. What noblewoman in the capital wasn't generous and accepting when her husband took a concubine? Once she came to her senses, she'd naturally return and focus on arranging the concubine's entry into the household.

But from that very day, Qiu Minghui discovered a sky screen before his eyes.

At first, the sky screen showed his wife and daughter. Without his protection, they were supposedly living in misery, with not enough clothes to cover themselves... Yeah, right.

Were they actually eating lychees in the desert?

How could there be lychees in the desert?

Later, Qiu Minghui saw himself beside his wife and daughter: a man who looked seven or eight tenths like him, treating them with the utmost tenderness.

Ridiculous! A disgrace to the family!

Qiu Minghui was furious and shocked. When she returned, he would make her answer to the family rules!

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The Qiu household fell further into decline by the day, while Ling An's life kept getting better.

Before she transmigrated, Ling An had an arranged-marriage partner whom she had never met, though she'd heard his name.

They had silently followed the terms of their arrangement, keeping out of each other's way and maintaining a harmonious facade.

After transmigrating back, Ling An fell seriously ill, then slowly recovered. Friends and relatives came to visit one after another. Her arranged-marriage partner also politely sent her a bouquet, along with a card bearing a conventional wish for her recovery. It was signed Wen Yanzhou.

Not long afterward, Ling An ran into Wen Yanzhou. The impossibly refined man stood casually amid a wrecked construction site, his sleeves rolled up to reveal a section of pale forearm. Without making a fuss, he got her out of a jam.

Ling An thanked him through the clouds of dust, then fell speechless when she saw his face.

He looked just like Qiu Minghui.

As dusk fell, she fled in disarray. A message from Wen Yanzhou arrived on her phone: I'm going back to the old residence next week. Shall I pick you up?

I dammed a river, then turned around and stepped back into the same river.

I don't like rivers, but I like you, who travels through them.

#Sharp-edged twin blossoms x refined and dignified

#Two timelines moving forward in parallel

Theme: Even in adversity, take your fate into your own hands