The Regretful Young Master

My next book will be a historical romance, The Eunuch's Wife, Jiang Fu. Blurb at the end

[This book isn't good. Don't buy it; you'll be wasting your money.]

1. Xi Xinran was born into a wealthy family and raised as everyone's darling, which made her spoiled and overbearing.

So when she took a liking to Zhu Xun, the refined and handsome third son of the Chancellor, she paid no heed to whether he was interested and stubbornly begged her aunt, the Empress, to arrange their marriage.

She never expected Zhu Xun to humiliate her by rejecting the engagement and delaying the wedding, making it almost perfectly clear that he wouldn't marry her. He would rather let people think he was involved with another woman than explain himself to Xi Xinran, and after subjecting her to one cold rebuff after another, the marriage arrangement was finally called off.

2. Not long afterward, Xi's father, a government official, was framed and thrown into prison. The once-radiant Miss Xi rashly went to plead with the beast-hearted Crown Prince, only to be left flushed and dizzy after a cup of drugged wine.

When Zhu Xun came across her, she was stumbling helplessly along the wall. He had no affection for her, but he was a man of honor, so when the Crown Prince's pursuers came after them, he still carried her to safety without hesitation.

In the dim carriage, the young woman, her head clouded by the drug, wrapped both arms around Zhu Xun's shoulders... Not long afterward, they were discovered: her hair was disheveled, his clothes were in disarray, and Xi Xinran's lip color was still on Zhu Xun's lips...

To protect Xi Xinran's reputation, their previously canceled engagement was forced back on. The two agreed to be married in name only.

3. In their previous life, Zhu Xun and Xi Xinran had been married for only three years when his beloved wife died a violent death. The brilliant and promising Minister of the Court of Judicial Review became a young widower and never remarried.

His friends couldn't understand and urged him to take another wife, but he would only smile.

Few knew that in their previous life, Xi Xinran had loved Zhu Xun to the depths of her soul. When he was poisoned by a Gu and on the verge of death, she drew the Gu into herself at the cost of her own life, saving him.

Afterward, he spent his days alone at his dead wife's grave, pining for her until he wasted away and died young.

Reborn, he returned to the year he was twenty-one, the year he married her. The memories he had lost in his previous life returned only now. His beloved young wife was declaring that she would never go back to an old flame, vowing they would remain married in name only. Once the crisis had passed and her family was out of danger, they would divorce, and he could marry someone else.

Thinking of all the hurt and coldness he had given her before, Zhu Xun regretted everything. It felt as if a sharp blade were carving into his heart, and his eyes reddened. "You gave your life to save mine. How could I ever give it to someone else?"

Both leads are each other's only ones in both lives. The male lead is reborn. The premise hasn't changed; I'm just obsessed with revising blurbs.

An alternate world with invented details and a golden finger. The male lead gradually remembers his previous life.

This is not a groveling redemption story. The female lead doesn't bottle things up, and she's the type to get revenge on the spot.

The completed manuscript may change, so read at your own risk.

Blurb for The Eunuch's Wife, Jiang Fu

After Jiang Fu's parents died, she was raised in her aunt's home, where she was never valued and had to constantly depend on others.

When she was sent to marry the Northern Border hostage, who was barely clinging to life, as a way to bring him good fortune, everyone said that a girl from a prominent clan like her had been dealt a wretched fate, and that her life was ruined for good.

But no one noticed how willing she was, and no one knew that she had secretly loved Cui Zhen'an for many years.

After their wedding, Jiang Fu devoted herself to caring for the injured and ill Cui Zhen'an. She cleaned up the dilapidated Cold Palace until it was neat and spotless, and Cui Zhen'an, who had been battered until he was barely recognizable, recovered his strength and vigor.

Jiang Fu was unexpectedly content with her situation. At last she could be with the man she loved, and she no longer had to watch everyone's mood as she once had.

But Cui Zhen'an didn't see it that way.

To him, Jiang Fu was merely a lapdog sent by the court, an endless source of trouble.

So while he acted as if he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, he secretly planned his return to the Northern Border.

He remembered every humiliation he had suffered here, and swore to repay them all, one by one!

When Cui Zhen'an finally found a chance to return to the Northern Border, he naturally abandoned Jiang Fu and disappeared without a trace.

After he left, the Emperor took his anger out on Jiang Fu. Only when she was alone and helpless, on the verge of death, did she finally understand that she had always been despised...

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After returning to the Northern Border, the once-disgraced heir rose like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss, unstoppable. The court could no longer defeat him.

When Cui Zhen'an returned again, now the Crown Prince, he learned that the wife he had considered a spy had died not long after he left.

As he stood before the desolate grave where Jiang Fu had been buried, Cui Zhen'an felt his heart ache unbearably for the first time.

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People said the Crown Prince had developed a heart ailment, and no medicine could cure it. A eunuch skilled in medicine had won his deep trust.

One day, Cui Zhen'an happened to discover that the wife of this eunuch had the same face as Jiang Fu.

"Your Highness, you've mistaken me for someone else." Jiang Fu knelt at his feet, trembling as she tried to bluff her way out of it.

Cui Zhen'an gave a cold laugh and pressed his foot harder against her husband's body. "Oh? Is that so?"

Theme: Life is not always smooth sailing, but we must remain positive