After I Found the Crown Prince

#Older woman, younger man romance #Sweet on the outside, dark within, like a little wolf dog#

Ruan Like had spent eighteen years as a proper young lady, following the rules and minding her words and actions. Then, in a single day, she was framed and ruined.

Her beloved consequently broke off their engagement and cast her aside like trash. In the blink of an eye, he became her half-sister’s fiancé.

If you cast me aside, I’ll let you go. Ruan Like thought that was the greatest pain she could suffer, but her relatives disappointed her even more. In the name of protecting the family’s reputation, they demanded that she spend the rest of her life in religious seclusion at a Taoist temple.

Ruan Like was heartbroken. Her greatest regret was that for all eighteen years of her life, she had been far too proper and virtuous.

On the day she left the city, rain poured down. Her carriage got stuck in the mud, and the once-noble legitimate daughter had to climb down and push it herself with her maid.

“Help me...” A faint voice suddenly came from beside the muddy road.

Ruan Like parted the grass and saw a young man covered in wounds, barely clinging to life.

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On a moment’s impulse, Ruan Like saved the young man.

She had planned to let him leave once his wounds healed, but before she could find the chance to bring it up, the young man first clutched her sleeve with a pitiful look.

“Sister Ali, are you going to send me away too?”

The young man was called A Jing. He had an exceptionally beautiful pair of eyes, which gazed at her, glistening with tears. Ruan Like could not bring herself to be cruel.

Ruan Like took A Jing in and treated him like a younger brother. But he was naive about the ways of the world and far too dependent on her.

“Sister, there are so many people outside. I want to hold your hand.”

“Sister, this medicine is so bitter. Will you feed it to me?”

“Sister, that thunder was so loud. I want to sleep with you.”

Every time Ruan Like wanted to refuse, she found herself unable to resist the young man’s honest, innocent eyes.

Later, just as her life seemed to have reached a dead end, everything suddenly took a turn for the better.

Fortune came her way, as if Heaven itself were helping her.

It was only when Ruan Like finally regained everything she had lost that she discovered that A Jing, who acted obedient and clingy, innocent and harmless in front of her, was actually the crown prince of the dynasty, Xiao Huaijing, who was known for his coldness, few words, and ruthless cruelty.

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Just after Xiao Huaijing ascended to the position of crown prince, several vicious imperial brothers attempted to assassinate him one after another. Though he luckily escaped, he was badly wounded and collapsed unconscious by the roadside.

A torrential rain woke him. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a delicate young woman pushing a carriage.

The rain poured down. The young woman bent over to shield herself from the rain and look at him, her bright eyes clear and sparkling.

At first, Xiao Huaijing pretended to be a pure-hearted young man and wiped away her tears. “Sister Ali, don’t cry. A Jing will always stay by your side.”

Later, he held her prisoner in his arms and coaxed her gently in a hoarse voice. “Ali, I won’t deceive you again. Marry me and be my empress, all right?”

Reading Guide:

1. Older woman, younger man romance, heroine is three years older; the hero acts like a puppy.

2. Both leads are virgins, and it’s an HE.

3. More to come if I think of anything.

Finished novel, ready to read: Did the Crown Princess Cry Today?

Cheng Wanquan had a secret no one knew about, one she had carefully hidden for fifteen years.

At her coming-of-age birthday banquet, her stepmother plotted against her. Through a twist of fate, the crown prince, Jiang Jue, casually pointed at her, and she inexplicably became his future crown princess.

The crown prince Jiang Jue was irritable, and famous for his bad temper.

Cheng Wanquan lived in constant fear and dread, not wanting to marry him no matter what.

Her father did not love her, and her stepmother was unkind. No matter how hard Cheng Wanquan tried to persuade them, she could not change the marriage arrangement. With no other choice, she went to plead with the crown prince, but on the way to the Eastern Palace, she was abducted by villains.

Yet fate twisted once more, and Jiang Jue rescued her.

“...” With her reputation in peril and no other choice, Cheng Wanquan changed her tune on the spot. Her fingertips trembling, she tugged at the edge of Jiang Jue’s sleeve. “Your Highness... you, please don’t reject me.”

Jiang Jue had just finished killing someone. He lifted his eyes, his gaze roiling with impatience and murderous fury. “When did I ever say I didn’t want you? Let go.”

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Jiang Jue had assisted in governing since the age of twelve. It had been ten years now.

His imperial father was obsessed with cultivating immortality and seeking the Way, while all his brothers harbored ulterior motives.

Court affairs and political struggles had him completely overwhelmed, and now he was being pressured to marry a crown princess who had only just come of age.

Jiang Jue had never imagined he would fall for this spoiled, delicate little crown princess.

On their wedding night, Jiang Jue was attacked. He killed a man with a blade right in front of Cheng Wanquan, spraying blood three feet high.

The little crown princess turned deathly pale on the spot.

Jiang Jue wiped the blood from the side of his face and looked at her irritably. “Don’t cry. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Cheng Wanquan held it in and held it in, but his stern warning finally opened the floodgates. With a loud “Waaah,” the secret she had hidden for fifteen years poured out.

Jiang Jue: “...”

Everything in the Great Ye dynasty was wonderful: the weather was fair, the troops were strong and the horses were sturdy. There was only one problem: they were short on money.

And now, the little wife he had just married was practically the reincarnation of the God of Wealth.

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When her mother passed away, she clutched Cheng Wanquan’s hand tightly and warned her over and over, “Wanquan, don’t cry. Don’t cry...”

Cheng Wanquan, don’t cry. Your tears are pearls.

After Cheng Wanquan had finished crying her heart out, she thought the crown prince, who killed without blinking, would have her put to death as a monster. Instead, from then on, Jiang Jue cherished Cheng Wanquan like a goddess.

Theme: When all the gold is spent, it will come back again.