The cover was commissioned by the author. Blurb for the upcoming fake-sibling romance, Scheming for My Sister, below.
[Groveling Arc | Coercive Possession | Marriage Before Love | Winning Her Back After Marriage | Female Lead Reborn]
When Shen Sui returned to the palace this time, he found that his usually gentle, obedient wife seemed like a different person. She no longer followed the rules or served him with dutiful respect.
Before he could figure out what had happened, a great fire broke out that night and burned his wife to death.
Just as he was wasting away with grief and preparing to posthumously make the dead woman empress, he heard that she had been seen wandering hand in hand with a commoner in the wilderness.
In her previous life, Wuchun was sent from the southern borderlands to marry Shen Sui. After becoming his wife, she observed every propriety and went to great lengths just to win a smile from him.
Though Shen Sui was cold-hearted, he would sometimes show her a little tenderness.
In winter, he would grasp her ankle with his long, jade-like fingers and put on her silk stockings. He would take her out of the palace to see spring blossoms drifting through the air and fireworks. Sometimes, he would wind a scorching red thread around her and murmur in her ear, "Be good..."
It was only when the sky turned crimson with blood and Shen Sui slaughtered his way through the palace that she realized what kind of madman shared her bed.
Someone took her hostage to threaten Shen Sui. A soldier shouted, "His Highness said that before the great cause, no one matters!"
So Shen Sui wasn't mad. He simply had no heart.
That day, the year's first bitter autumn rain fell, washing away the blood in the palace and every last trace of her love.
After being reborn, Wuchun no longer held out hope for Shen Sui.
She successfully set a fire and escaped the palace, then found a handsome, strapping young man to accompany her and help her avoid a lot of trouble.
What she never expected was to run into Shen Sui again.
Shen Sui's first order was to imprison her and bind her hands and feet with slender chains.
Everyone was terrified, afraid he would kill Wuchun in a fit of rage or torture her mercilessly.
But no one expected the usually ruthless, icy emperor to approach Wuchun step by step in his imperial robes, then crouch before her, eyes red, and lift her chin. "I hear your southern borderlands have a slave Gu. Once it's planted, master and servant can't be separated by too great a distance."
Wuchun bit his hand. "Don't even think about planting a Gu in me! I'll never be your slave!"
"No," he interrupted hoarsely, gazing indifferently at the beads of blood on his hand. "You will be the master, and I will be the slave."
As long as she stopped trying to escape, he would even die for her.
---Blurb first posted on 2023.9.1, updated on 2024.2.17, revised on 7.18
1. Given the subject matter, readers with extreme devotion to either the female lead or male lead should proceed with caution.
2. Both leads are sexually inexperienced; happy ending. The male lead is crazy, wicked, and an utter scoundrel. The female lead is reborn, but she won't slaughter her way through everything. There are satisfying moments, but this isn't an empowering female-lead power fantasy.
3. If the story makes you uncomfortable, please stop reading and leave. There's no need to tell me.
4. This is a fictional setting, so please don't scrutinize the history. The female lead knows Gu magic, but there are no fantasy elements. It's just in service of the plot.
---Upcoming novel, Scheming for My Sister---
[Male Lead: Fake Siblings + Coercive Possession | Second Male Lead: Master and Disciple + Groveling Arc]
In the sixth year of Tianhe, a princess who had been living in Qingzhou traveled a thousand miles to the capital. She was the daughter of Lady Fang, who had been exiled years ago.
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Yun Lang had neither father nor mother. Her master, Ying Wuxia, raised her in the House of Wind and Rain. When she was fifteen, he stroked her cheek and whispered, "My dear disciple, enter the palace and kill the crown prince for me. In return, I promise you a life of peace and security."
A few days after entering the palace, she had a prophetic dream. She dreamed that while trying to kill the crown prince, she was surrounded and desperately waited for Ying Wuxia to rescue her, only for the palace to be drenched in blood. In the end, the one who ascended the throne was never the crown prince, but the usually detached and aloof second prince, Shen Yu.
She had given Ying Wuxia ten years of her life. They were even now. She'd have to be a fool to trust him again!
So she turned her attention to Shen Yu.
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Yun Lang pretended to be delicate and helpless, swaying her hips in front of Shen Yu every day. At every palace banquet, she sat beside him, sweetly calling him "Brother" over and over.
Shen Yu remained cool and indifferent.
Yun Lang couldn't help feeling discouraged, so she sought another way out. In the end, she chose a young marquis and asked the emperor to arrange their marriage.
Shen Yu happened to be nearby. The hem of her skirt softly brushed the tip of his boot.
That night, assassins attacked the marquis's residence.
Yun Lang: He can't die this soon!
She raced across rooftops to the marquis's residence, killed several people, then wiped her dagger as she peered through the window.
The man inside was no longer the young marquis.
A tiny lamp illuminated half of Shen Yu's profile. He slowly broke into a smile, took Yun Lang's hand, and used the immaculate white cuff of his sleeve to wipe the blood from each of her fingers. "You stopped calling me Brother because you want to marry him?"
"Why not marry me instead and become empress?"
"Be good. Call me Brother."
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Ying Wuxia had always been a master strategist. The only unexpected turn in his life was Yun Lang, the little disciple he'd taken in. After she came of age, he gradually fell for her. He suppressed his feelings day and night, planning to gently guide her into becoming his wife.
All she had to do was complete one final mission.
But Yun Lang couldn't find an opportunity to assassinate the crown prince, and she disrupted his plans time and again, until Shen Yu finally ascended the throne.
Ying Wuxia could bear it no longer. With red-rimmed eyes, he sneaked into the palace, only to see shadows moving behind the screen in Shen Yu's bedchamber. Beneath it, a jade-white foot arched gracefully, with a tiny cinnabar mole on the ankle.
It looked just like the foot of the little disciple he couldn't stop thinking about.
He regretted it.
---Blurb dated 2024.6.8
1. The male lead is Shen Yu. The romance begins after their sibling relationship is dissolved. Both leads are sexually inexperienced; happy ending.
2. The female lead's feelings for the second male lead are only gratitude for his kindness. His romantic feelings begin only after she comes of age. Before that, he was using her.
3. A serious story that balances sweetness and angst. It will move toward redemption later on.
Theme: Rediscovering oneself and pursuing freedom.
Her and the Spring Mountains [Campus]
The Emperor Regrets It When Spring Returns
A Thousand Lifetimes of Dreams [Short Story Collection]
After Faking My Death, My Disciple Became a Fallen God
Saving the World Starts with Stabbing the One I Love
After Faking Her Death, She Became the Divine Lord's Beloved
Finished spreading flowers! I want to watch the extra story about my childhood sweetheart~
Ding~Business fluid blessing update is stress-free!
I'm very sorry. I forgot to catch bugs after voice input for this chapter, which affected everyone's perception. It is currently under review and I cannot modify it. If the review is not too late, I will revise it. If it is too late, I will revise it tomorrow morning.
The male protagonist seems to have become a fisherman 😂
The pulling feeling of my wife is so well written~
I'm really curious about how Achun and Shen Gouzi are going to get along
Happy birthday, author?
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