Spring Kite

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[The concubine who let him have his way ran off with all his money.]

Wen Shu was famous at the Yuwan House for her beauty. With her slender waist and willowy steps, even the slightest furrow of her brow, paired with a smile, inspired people to shower her with gold. She was the madam's prized moneymaker.

Just as everyone expected her to be initiated and start receiving clients, Miss Wen Shu entered the side gate of the Marquis of Yongan's residence in a small sedan chair.

Li Hezhen was the heir to the Marquis of Yongan. Refined, affable, and well-mannered, he became a third-rank general at a young age and was considered one of the capital's rare promising young men.

But only Wen Shu had seen him like a rabid dog, biting and devouring her as if he wanted to tear her apart and embed her in his bones.

Wen Shu eagerly played along, whispering words of love that could scorch flesh.

Later, Li Hezhen became engaged. The powerful Marquis of Nanping's household would not allow him to take a concubine or keep a woman on the side.

Li Hezhen was already deeply involved with her. He tried to coax her into giving up any claim to a title and staying by his side in secret.

Though Wen Shu was reluctant, she obediently agreed, saying that wherever he was, that was home.

Then she packed her things and ran away.

Li Hezhen snatched the bundle from her arms, scattering her pearl hairpins and gold bracelets across the ground. Before he could demand an explanation, Wen Shu began to cry and wrapped her arms around his neck, saying only that she wanted to protect the child in her belly.

That day, he was furious when he left, and just as overjoyed when he carried her back.

When the marquis's household fell from power, Li Hezhen used every last bit of his influence to keep her from being implicated.

On the day of their exile, a light rain fell, and fresh green leaves dripped from the willows. He watched his frail, sickly concubine ride off on a fine steed, smiling triumphantly at him. Her little white teeth dazzled him until his head spun.

The little mouth that usually spoke so sweetly of her love for him told him, word by word, "There is no child. I tricked you."

[Recommended for readers aged 21 and up.]

[Revenge story, not a sweet romance. Li Hezhen is a villain, and villains aren't secretly good people. He will die. A true crematorium-style grovel.]

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Coming Soon 1, "Savage and Sweet"

[Spoiled student x frail scholar] If you're bold enough, you can drag your teacher into bed.

Fu Yingying sat sobbing in bed, wrapped in a thin blanket. Curtains veiled the scene, while embroidered socks and an undershirt lay scattered across the floor.

A moment ago, General Fu burst in, took one look, and fled in embarrassment. Now he was standing in the courtyard, cursing at the top of his lungs. The person he was cursing sat on the edge of the bed, just as disheveled. The collar of his shirt hung open slightly, revealing faint red marks. The slender man clenched his fists and bowed his head, enduring it all in silence.

This man was the tutor the Fu family had hired. General Fu had paid him two hundred taels in an emergency, securing his services for three years to teach his daughter.

"Ugh... Teacher..."

Fu Yingying sobbed, hiding her face beneath the covers. Her two visible eyes gleamed with mischief, and her curled toes crept out from under the blanket, seemingly by accident, coming to rest against the man's side.

Fu Dalei was a battle-hardened military officer who believed in the battlefield rule that might makes right.

He had only one daughter, whom he spoiled rotten. He taught her to go after whatever she liked, to steal it if she couldn't get it, and to destroy it if she still couldn't have it.

Then his beloved daughter took a liking to a frail scholar who couldn't even truss a chicken. When all her advances failed, she got him drunk and forced herself on him.

Theme: Evil deeds will eventually be punished.