Long Live the Noble Consort

From an inconspicuous palace maid in Xianfu Palace to a favored and honored Imperial Noble Consort.

Everyone says the Noble Consort in the imperial harem is beautiful, but scheming, and will stop at nothing to climb the ranks.

Wanfu only smiles faintly at this.

Only losers speak with such self-righteous certainty and grandiosity.

To survive in the imperial harem, you scheme and deceive, plot and connive. It has never been about right or wrong, only winning or losing.

At the palace banquet that day, a trembling palace attendant serving wine accidentally soaked the emperor's robe. Li Xuanyin was in a good mood and did not reprimand her.

After changing, he passed a pavilion and saw a woman standing in the misty rain. Her eyes were shy, her figure graceful and delicate. When she lifted her gaze to him, she smiled sweetly, brilliant as a spring flower.

At that moment, a careless, shadowy look crept into his eyes. Suddenly, he wanted to taste the flavor of that hint of spring.

And then he kept tasting it for the rest of his life.

Li Xuanyin had always known this woman relied on him to use his favor to climb the ranks.

He also knew she was no truly kind person, and had never been sincere toward him.

But so what? He was the emperor. He was the only person under heaven she could cling to. Since she had chosen to become his consort, there was no second path for her.

Coming soon: Flowers Fall from the Tree

Wanning regretted not listening to her second brother's advice and eloping with Gou Lang. It turned out that Gou Lang had been using her to lure her second brother into a treacherous feast.

Not wanting to implicate her brother, Wanning took her own life.

When she opened her eyes, she was back on the day she argued with her second brother and tried to elope with Gou Lang.

Her second brother's old illness flared up from anger. He pressed a large towel to his chest and coughed without stopping. Wanning stared blankly at her brother's pale, grim face, fighting back tears. She knew he had hidden the fact that the handkerchief was covered in the blood he had coughed up.

Forget Gou the dog, Gou the cat, or Gou the rabbit. This time, she only wanted to obediently listen to her second brother and never make him angry again.

When Second Brother coughs, she brings him extra clothes. When he takes medicine, she gives him candy. When he sleeps, she warms his bed. When he wakes in the morning... Ahem. Seeing how huge it is, she widens her beautiful eyes and hurriedly covers her crimson face. Second Brother, you can handle that yourself. She can't help with this one!

Pei Lingxi had a little sister when he was young. He cherished her and protected her, unable to bear the thought of her suffering even the slightest hardship.

Later, he couldn't remember when the two things she said most often had become, "A Ning will listen to Second Brother!" and "A Ning doesn't want to leave you, Second Brother. Don't abandon A Ning."

He also grew fonder and fonder of hearing her say those things to him, and his gaze slowly changed along with them.

A gentle, coughing-blood gentleman of a brother vs. a clever, sweet little sister of breathtaking beauty

Content warnings:

Both are virgins, and they are not blood-related!!!

Second Brother loves A Ning in both her past and present lives.

Second Brother's illness will be cured (though even when sick, he's still very strong, not that I'm saying otherwise).

[The author really loves cats, dogs, and bunnies! All surnames are equal; I don't mean to insult any surname!]

Theme: Protect the one you love