My Poor Young Lord

The first time they met, Wen Tinglan was being beaten.

Xiao Fubai shook her head. "Poor thing."

The second time they met, Wen Tinglan was being punished by having to kneel.

Xiao Fubai sighed. "You really are a poor thing."

The third time they met, Wen Tinglan was being beaten with a cane again.

Xiao Fubai felt sorry for him. "How can you be so pitiful?"

No one knows where love begins, but once it does, it runs deep.

Xiao Fubai didn't know when she had fallen for him, but by the time she realized it, she had already stayed by his side for a long time.

Coming soon: That Fox Is Mine

When Zhu Yu was young, she was unlucky enough to end up in a demon's lair, but was rescued by a nine-tailed fox spirit.

The fox spirit was as beautiful as a piece of jade, a peerless sight. Zhu Yu always remembered his kindness.

From her childhood through her youth, the fox spirit's face appeared in Zhu Yu's dreams countless times.

At some point, her gratitude began to change, dream by dream.

Desire stirred in Zhu Yu's heart. How captivating would that beautiful face be, flushed because of her?

She thought she would never see him again in this lifetime.

But fate took pity on her.

When they met again, the fox spirit had only three tails left. He was gravely injured and had lost his memory.

The person who had once been beyond her reach had become a poor little thing.

The desire Zhu Yu had buried deep in her heart finally broke free.

Theme: Life is a journey against the current, and I, too, am just a traveler.