Marrying the Eldest Princess to Bring Her Good Fortune

(My daily-update column has other completed novels.) In the ninth year of the Rongsheng era, the three sons born to the Noble Consort were killed in a palace coup. The Noble Consort took her own life, leaving only her Seventh Imperial Daughter, who was nearly driven mad and repeatedly offended the Emperor, seemingly tormented by evil spirits.

She should have been sent to the national temple, where she would have spent the rest of her life abstaining from worldly pleasures and praying to atone for her sins.

But the Imperial Preceptor predicted that the Seventh Imperial Daughter would become the Great Sheng dynasty's first Eldest Princess, blessed by Heaven and not to be treated lightly.

Debate swept through the court, and rumors spread among the people. Under pressure, the Emperor chose the daughter of a court official to marry the Seventh Imperial Daughter and drive away the evil spirits.

When Yao Shutong was chosen, she entered the palace in fear and trepidation.

The Emperor had never liked the rebellious Third Prince. Rumor had it that the Noble Consort had been forced to drink poison. This marriage, meant to bring good fortune to the Seventh Imperial Daughter, was nothing more than an attempt to preserve Shengde's good name.

Once the time came, they would surely find some excuse to have the Seventh Imperial Daughter killed quietly. If that happened, Yao Shutong would certainly die too.

But no one could have imagined that the Seventh Imperial Daughter would one day ascend the supreme throne and become an empress of unmatched majesty.

And at her side, from beginning to end, there was only one woman's figure.

By day, she was the empress, sovereign over all. At night, she would call tenderly, “A Tong...”

When I had nothing and was at my most wretched, you were the only one by my side. When I rise again, I will want no one but you.

Of the three thousand beauties, I choose only you.

One-line summary: I thought I'd die when I married the Eldest Princess, but she spoiled me rotten.

(Resilient and devoted x aloof and deeply devoted)

My next novel will be The Ancient Village Head.

Blurb:

Mi Xiaowan transmigrated back to ancient times in her mother's womb, bringing a pocket dimension with her. In this impoverished era, a single natural disaster could leave the people homeless and destitute.

After transmigrating, Mi Xiaowan worked hard to grow up, to survive, and to develop her pocket dimension.

When those around her had no food or clothes and were reduced to eating tree bark or selling their children, Mi Xiaowan's pocket dimension came in handy. She eagerly helped everyone. Though young, she had made great contributions, and everyone believed she was a divine child sent from heaven. Mi Xiaowan became the one everyone relied on. Amid the chaos, she established her own little village and became its village head.

Yan Huahua was a child from a desert merchant caravan who had become separated from her family. From the start, she set her sights on Mi Xiaowan and clung to her, doing her best to survive. Every day, she followed Mi Xiaowan around, afraid she'd be abandoned. But gradually she realized that Mi Xiaowan had never looked down on her.

Together, they built up the pocket dimension, weathered bitter winters, drove back the barbarians, reclaimed wasteland, farmed the land, and spent long years together, growing to understand, cherish, and love each other...

Theme: Never give up. Always press forward.