After Transmigrating into Yongzheng's Daughter

First, my completed novel: The Idle Consort De's Winning Life

My new novel, Saved a Brocade-Clad Guard, is now underway.

Warning: The heroine grows over time and is an idealist, not a decisive killer from the very beginning. This isn't a power fantasy. It's a long, slow-burn story.

Blurb:

The story is fictionalized. It draws on historical research, but isn't rigorous.

Historically, Princess Huaike was beautiful and short-lived, leaving only a few sparse lines in the history books.

"A jade-like beauty, a jewel among women" is how the records described her, but they offer no glimpse of how her parents and siblings treated her.

Yu Yan transmigrated as this princess whose history is so vague.

Her birth mother, Lady Li, was a beautiful fool with nothing to her name but a mother's love for her children.

On one side was the childhood sweetheart, the Princess Consort who had borne the eldest son. On the other was Lady Nian, young and beautiful, with a powerful father and brothers, and possibly a transmigrator. And then there was Lady Niohuru, who, according to history, was about to marry into the family and give birth to the future Qianlong Emperor...

Yu Yan felt a lot of pressure.

But then... she turned to look at Yin Zhen, who was trying hard to hold back a smile in front of her.

It seemed her father was an extreme daughter-dotter?

Future historians studied Princess Huaike, the only daughter of the Yongzheng Emperor.

Clever from a young age and much beloved, at twelve she controlled the Qing dynasty's maritime trade routes and brought millions of taels into the state treasury. Kangxi was delighted and bestowed on her the title of Heshuo Gege.

At sixteen, she wrote and published books, compiling works by a hundred young women into The Distant Mountains Collection. At seventeen, she established a library stocked with books from a hundred schools of thought, so students from poor families could broaden their minds and study.

When she turned twenty, Kangxi permitted her to marry with the rank of princess and bestowed on her the title of Princess Heshuo Huaike.

After her father Yongzheng ascended the throne, he granted her the right to attend him and listen in on court affairs, honoring her as Princess Gurun Huaike.

After Princess Huaike, countless women of the Qing dynasty broke free of feudal shackles and grew into their own...

The renowned scientist Wang Zhenyi saw Princess Huaike once when she was young. In her diary, she wrote: "The princess did not actually favor women. All her life, she was devoted to one thing: giving everyone who was willing to strive for a chance. No matter their gender, if they achieved something in their field, she would do everything she could to secure the greatest rights for them."

And she herself was the one who swam against the current, swept along by the tide of her age.

A few upcoming novels

Coming Soon 1: The Imperial Noble Consort Dun Su

After Nian Yuanrong transmigrated, her family doted on her for sixteen years. Just as her parents started wondering what kind of husband to find for her, an imperial edict appointed her as the side consort of Prince Yong, Yin Zhen.

Lady Li, the side consort, lorded it over everyone on the strength of her son and daughter. Lady Niohuru played the pig to eat the tiger with her son in tow. Ulanara sat firmly in her position, unmoved, and the remaining concubines each had their own strengths.

Nian Yuanrong had planned to be a good-for-nothing and coast through life. But on the day she entered the prince's household, it was raining, and someone from Lady Li's quarters came to say that the Third Prince had a fever.

The maids' voices came one after another outside. Inside, the red veil covering Nian Yuanrong's face was suddenly lifted.

The young man was cool and dignified, with an imposing bearing. Only in his phoenix eyes was there a trace of relief and laughter, difficult to notice.

She loved white jade cream cakes, liked wearing faded red, pine-blossom, and peacock blue, and favored the cotton rose. She preferred dogs to cats, could see the hardships of those below her, and understand the difficulties of those in high positions.

Given another life, Yin Zhen had only two wishes.

His first wish was for clear rivers and calm seas, good weather and bountiful harvests, and peace throughout the land.

His second wish was for Yuanrong to live a safe and happy life, by his side until old age.

Coming Soon 2: Saved a Brocade-Clad Guard

Pomegranate blossoms drifted down. Chen Xiangxing tilted her head up, watching raindrops patter from the eaves, while Big Yellow snoozed at her feet.

She watched Xue Heng's long-fingered hand hold out a packed bowl of shrimp noodle soup and thought fondly that the kid had finally learned how to treat someone well.

Chen Xiangxing was happily about to take the noodles when, in the next instant, he set the bowl down in front of Big Yellow.

"Are you going to fight him for his food?" Xue Heng asked, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise.

Chen Xiangxing rolled her eyes. She was just about to retort when the young man pulled a bright yellow scroll from his robes. Unfurled before her was an imperial edict clearing her maternal family of false charges.

The children's laughter and the vendors' cries seemed to freeze in that moment. Beneath the pomegranate trees swirling in the rain, Chen Xiangxing stared blankly at the young man, his smile bright and unrestrained.

From afar, the storyteller's voice traveled through the rain:

"For two or three years, wind and snow bore down on me,

Yet I laughed, for they were as light as cotton."

Coming Soon 3: The Twelfth Year of Loving You

From the age of eighteen to thirty, Lu Huai and Sheng Jinqing loved each other for twelve years.

They went through the college entrance exams, graduation, and work together. Sheng Jinqing stayed by Lu Huai's side when he quit his stable job to travel far and wide, and built a business with him from nothing.

If everything that followed had gone according to plan, they would have raised a clever, adorable child together.

But so many things happen in ways we never expect.

If it hadn't suddenly poured that afternoon, Sheng Jinqing wouldn't have gone back home for an umbrella, and she wouldn't have seen a woman lying on the sofa she and Lu Huai had carefully picked out together.

The woman's legs were wrapped around Lu Huai.

Sheng Jinqing silently returned to her car, took out the prenatal checkup report she'd brought back from the hospital, and stared at it for a long, long time.

At last, she tore it to pieces.

And threw it into the trash.

In the twelfth year, I stopped loving you.

During the first week after Sheng Jinqing left, Lu Huai thought she was just throwing a tantrum.

During the second week after she left, Lu Huai thought she was just in one of her strange moods and wanted to go out and clear her head.

A month after Sheng Jinqing left, Lu Huai couldn't sit still. He opened the divorce agreement that had been sealed away for a long time, only to find a miscarriage report.

He thought he was going insane.

The summer they met again, Lu Huai saw Sheng Jinqing leaving a hotel with her arm linked through a young man's. Faint red marks showed on her neck.

That young man was younger than him, more handsome than him, and loved Sheng Jinqing more than he did.

Theme: Having seen the vastness of the world, one can still cherish the green of the smallest plants.