Has Minister Pei's Crematorium Started Burning Yet?

Two upcoming novels: ["After I Neglected My Older Brother, He Couldn't Forget Me (Reborn)"] ["After Mistaking Someone Else for My Husband"]

Please add them to your reading list (flops dramatically to the ground).

This Novel's Blurb

When Jiang Ciyue first met Pei Yan'an,

she was a destitute runaway bride, while he was the powerful chancellor of the court.

Through a twist of fate, she became his "favored concubine."

Everyone thought Pei Yan'an was deeply in love with her, including Jiang Ciyue herself.

Jiang Ciyue thought that even if the whole world was corrupt,

Pei Yan'an was sincere in his affection for her.

Until she discovered that Pei Yan'an was preparing to marry a woman of incomparable beauty and family status as his principal wife.

What about her?

Clinging to a faint hope, Jiang Ciyue asked him once more, "Lord Pei, will you marry me?"

This time, Pei Yan'an frowned. "Stop making a fuss."

Only then did she wake from her dream.

In Pei Yan'an's heart,

the question of whether power or she mattered more had already been decided.

If that's the case, then she doesn't want him anymore either.

Pei Yan'an had always known what he wanted from life:

a position of power that put him above the court, and a wife worthy of him.

But Jiang Ciyue's appearance completely disrupted his plans.

At some point, he began wanting to make her part of his life.

He even wanted to use underhanded methods to keep her by his side forever.

When they met again,

that once-arrogant, decisive minister of power stood with red-rimmed eyes, repenting again and again.

"Niannian, I was wrong."

But softhearted as ever, Jiang Ciyue pushed him away. "Lord Pei, please behave yourself."

Content warnings: An older man who says one thing and means another chases his wife to the ends of the earth; pregnancy-and-run, outrageous melodrama.

Both are each other's first and only; the hero is not a gentleman at heart, but he does not marry anyone else in the end.

(This is a fictional dynasty mash-up. Don't expect historical accuracy, and please don't take the political machinations too seriously, sob.)

[Upcoming novel: "After I Neglected My Older Brother, He Couldn't Forget Me (Reborn)"]

In her previous life, Wen Yishi had a secret crush on her older brother, Xiao Yu, who was not related to her by blood. After sabotaging his marriage, she got her wish and married him.

Wen Yishi tempered her nature and spent seven years in a marriage with Xiao Yu that was respectful as "ice."

In the seventh year, she died in the frozen snow.

The heavy snow buried the wounds and bloodstains on her body.

As she closed her eyes, she did not think about finding the person who had killed her,

but about the cold, weathered look in Xiao Yu's eyes as he sent her away.

The heavy snow buried the wounds and bloodstains on her body.

As she closed her eyes, she did not think about finding the person who had killed her,

but about the cold, weathered look in Xiao Yu's eyes as he sent her away.

When Wen Yishi woke, she discovered that time had turned back to the day she was fourteen and was brought into the Duke of Dingguo's household.

At that time, Xiao Yu was still the refined and peerless heir of the Duke of Dingguo. His eyes had not yet acquired the familiar chill and indifference Wen Yishi knew so well.

She stared blankly at everything before her,

then smiled with relief.

Ever since Xiao Yu gained a younger sister, he had strange, absurd dreams every night.

In his dreams, Wen Yishi affectionately called him "big brother" and even tried to force him into marrying her at his betrothal banquet.

But in reality, Wen Yishi was distant with him despite her outward warmth, and she could call anyone "big brother."

Only him did she address distantly as "older brother."

When the betrothal banquet arrived,

Xiao Yu kept glancing toward Wen Yishi.

She was turned to the side, chatting with a man.

"Miss Wen, when you come of age next month, may I ask for your hand?"

The young woman propped her chin on her hand and smiled. "Sure."

No one noticed the sinister look in Xiao Yu's eyes at that moment.

Later, at a country villa outside the city,

Xiao Yu's fingertip traced the smooth, pale curve of her neck as he held her slender, trembling waist. He laughed hoarsely. "Our A Shi likes big brother best, doesn't she?"

The hero gradually regains his memories of his previous life.

Theme: Recognize what your heart truly wants