Spring's Troubled Boat

[Main Story Complete]

[She was once the moonlight in his heart. Behind the red silk curtains, he eventually made her the one and only cinnabar mark etched into his soul...]

A world-dominating emperor × his moonlight, the little princess

(A sweet little romance)

Mu Yunzhou, the princess of the fallen Great Wei, was offered up as a gift to the Prince of Boyang of Northern Yan, whose army had stormed the capital. Her shameless father, the emperor, gave her away.

But according to the rumors, Xiao Zheng, Prince of Boyang, had commanded troops from a young age and never lost a battle. He was a feared god of death. When he had been a young heir in Great Wei, the Wei Emperor had humiliated him repeatedly, leaving him with a deep hatred for the Wei royal family.

What Wei citizen wouldn't tremble in fear at the mention of his name?

The frail, helpless princess of the former dynasty was sent to the Prince of Boyang's bedchamber, her heart full of anxiety...

When Xiao Zheng asked about her, a servant informed him:

"Your Highness, that Wei woman has fainted..."

"..."

*

Later, in the shadowy bedchamber, Xiao Zheng wore a black dragon robe and restrained her hands. His eyes bloodshot, he gritted his teeth and said:

"So you don't want your freedom when you're with another man?"

Furious, she immediately slapped him...

The imperious Prince of Boyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and let out a cold laugh, his eyes dark:

"Mu Yunzhou, you've gotten bold."

*

Later still, beneath the red curtains, he was so rough with her that she wrapped herself in a quilt, the corners of her eyes red and her jade-white shoulders exposed. She whimpered reproachfully:

"When I was a princess... you were only an heir... You dared to defile me like this... I should have had your head chopped off..."

The culprit chuckled softly. "Would you really have the heart to, my princess?"

*

No one knew that in the heart of the emperor who ruled the world, there was a little moon. She had been the only ray of light in the endless darkness of his life as an heir.

He dismissed every beauty offered to him and kept only her.

But when his lovely moon tried to flee, how could he not take her back?

*

The realm submits to its sovereign, but the emperor submits to a woman's skirts.

*

Reader's Guide:

1. A fictional setting. The court and political system are entirely made up, so please don't scrutinize them. This is a romance, not political scheming.

2. The hero has only one empress. No harem or palace intrigue.

3. The heroine has two daughters and no sons. The hero raises his daughters to rule.

4. As a feudal emperor, the hero sometimes acts chauvinistically.

5. The heroine's father is a tyrant. The hero helps bring about his death, but the man deserves it. Please don't read if you feel the heroine must avenge her father's death.

6. The heroine is delicate and graceful, a beauty who seems as fragile as a willow in the breeze. She's independent and takes part in state affairs, but she isn't a strong female lead.

7. The hero gives the heroine away because he believes it's what's best for her, not out of malice. This is a sweet romance, with no despicable scumbag hero (doge).

The full manuscript is complete, with steady updates.

Happy ending, both leads' first, one-on-one romance.

Coming soon: My Divine Artifacts Have All Turned into Handsome Men

The ancestors of the young girl Li Luo must have smiled on her: she got into the number-one immortal sect in the human realm.

But she was assigned to guard the gates of the Huiyue Pavilion, the weapons storehouse.

The quiet, empty pavilion held only twelve dusty divine weapons, making it the perfect place for her to lie flat.

One night, thunder boomed and lightning flashed beneath an oddly colored sky. The noise woke her from her dream.

She saw twelve men lined up in front of her bed, each one exceptionally handsome and graceful.

Their leader wore robes as white as snow and was surrounded by spiritual light. Beneath the moon, he led the handsome men in kneeling before her on one knee:

"We wish to remain at the pavilion master's side and help you flatten the demonic realm. We would gladly give our lives!"

Li Luo stared at the man who had once been a treasured sword and was stunned.

Wasn't this the immortal sect's senior brother, pure as snow atop a mountain, so far beyond ordinary people that even one look made them feel unworthy? She was a useless junior sister who could only look up to him in reverence, never even daring to speak to him.

"Senior Brother... you're the sword I usually hug when I sleep?"

More than hug it. She had diligently polished and handled it every day, from blade to scabbard, not missing a single inch...

The usually serious senior brother in white suddenly looked awkward. "Ahem... Pavilion Master, let's talk about business first..."

That's it. Now she and her senior brother were both dying of embarrassment.

One day, the Pavilion Master of Huiyue, who had finally turned her life around, cradled her peach-like face and drank her sorrows away, sighing up at the sky:

"What's the point of giving me so many men if I can look but not touch...?"

Then she composed a poem on the spot: Tell me, how much sorrow can a person bear? It's like a eunuch visiting a brothel...

Who could have guessed that the cute young man in black, the transformed Judge's Brush, would wink at her?

"Pavilion Master, what would you like to do? We're all willing. Who do you want to choose?"

At that, the red-robed Burning Blade narrowed his sharp, blood-red eyes...

The white-robed Treasure Sword softened his cool gaze...

The green-robed Treasure Mirror shyly looked away...

They were all looking forward to it...

Li Luo gaped. "Can a person and a weapon really...?"

"Of course not."

"Then why are you all...?"

"Pavilion Master, don't tell me you think you're a person?"

"!!!"

*

To wield a divine weapon, one must form a pact with it. Once the bond is sealed, they remain together in life and death.

"Master, don't worry about whether I break. As long as you are safe, that's all I wish for."

"A divine weapon must enter a pact willingly. I am willing to entrust you with my soul to protect you."

"Weapons are made for war, but they can also be cherished. I ask you to accept me, Master."

"Even if one day you defy the laws of Heaven and I have no choice but to kill you, if you die, I will die too."

When the immortals and demons went to war, the petite, lovely figure stood before an army in a sea of blood in the demonic realm. The divine weapons trembled in her sleeves. She lifted her proud head and swept her arm forward:

"Follow me!"

Reader's Guide:

The story mainly focuses on four handsome weapon spirits: the sword that holds the boundless Way of Heaven, the blade burning with hellfire, the mirror containing a nurturing spiritual light, and the dual-natured, sunny and righteous Judge's Brush.

Don't panic, this isn't a pick-your-favorite story. Only children have to choose. The heroine chooses them all. (Doge pose.)

From a human perspective, the hero is the senior brother. They end up as a couple in a one-on-one relationship, but the other weapon spirits won't leave the heroine either. Weapon spirits view intimate relationships differently from humans.

The heroine is useless from the start, but later becomes the strongest in the three realms. Even at full strength, the hero can't beat her.

Before making their pacts, the weapon spirits all have strong personalities. Afterward, they all turn into loyal puppy types.

Theme: A good man should treat his wife well.