She Will Not Be a Concubine

[Descriptions of my upcoming novels "Concubine" and "Beautiful Maid" are below. Please add them to your reading list.]

After transmigrating, Ye Qingqing was alone and helpless. Luckily, a kind family took her in, and she was content with her quiet, ordinary life.

One day, the streets were packed with people. A rider came galloping down the road, about to hit a small child, when Ye Qingqing rushed forward and pulled the child to safety.

She had acted out of kindness, never expecting that when she came to her senses, a nobleman would be sitting atop his tall horse, looking down at her with a faint, mocking smile. His features were cool and clear, his eyes frosty.

That noble young master was handsome and extraordinary, but beneath his divine appearance lay a cold heart.

The tower was a hundred feet tall. This was the gilded cage Xie Yuzhi had built for her. Day after day, Ye Qingqing stood in the high pavilion, gazing at the courtyard walls she could never cross.

In the deep courtyard, the willows grew thick, and wild geese cried out until their dying breath. At last, Ye Qingqing drove the sharpened silver hairpin into his chest, staining her hands red with blood.

She laughed like a madwoman and ran forward as though she had nothing to lose. Under Xie Yuzhi's disbelieving gaze, Ye Qingqing resolutely leaped from the tower, thinking that this would take her home.

Unfortunately, when she opened her eyes, she was still trapped in the cage. The gilded cage was impossible to escape, and the mountains impossible to cross. Her jade-like body was doomed to cost her life.

Ye Qingqing's heart turned to ash. Every word she spoke was soaked in tears and hatred. "Xie Yuzhi, no matter what you do in this life, all you'll ever get from me is my corpse."

He used power and wealth to crush her, determined to devour her bit by bit, right down to her bones.

She resisted with all her might, every inch of love and hate paid for in blood. She would rather die than become a concubine.

(1v1, SC, happy ending)

1. Upcoming novel "Concubine". Please add it to your reading list:

When Song Heng was promoted and transferred back to the capital, a minor official spent a fortune to curry favor with him by giving him a beauty.

She had skin like ice and jade and a face like a flower. Even Song Heng, whose heart was as still as water and who had no interest in women, couldn't help being tempted, so he kept her by his side.

He never expected that this beauty, with her gentle, compliant appearance, would have such a fierce spirit and a stubborn nature.

Song Heng used every method at his disposal before he finally managed to tame her, and even then only barely.

In the bedchamber, while passion was at its height, he gently stroked her raven-dark hair and said with a hint of sympathy, "Just stay by my side and behave, and I promise I won't mistreat you."

The beauty, who had always been fiercely unyielding, wrapped her arms around his neck and softly replied.

Half a month later, Song Heng was ordered to inspect Jiangnan. But when he returned to the capital, all he received was news of the beauty's death.

He was devastated and despondent for a long time. He even called off the marriage that had already been arranged, and grew so irrational that he wanted to marry her memorial tablet.

Three years later, Song Heng toured Jiangnan. By then, he had become a powerful prince with a different surname, but he unexpectedly came across a beautiful married woman.

She was gorgeous and radiant, and looked exactly like his dead wife.

Song Heng's deep eyes blazed with fury. If he had been able to tame her once, he could tame her a second time.

One day, he would make her submit to him completely.

To Fu Qingyu, Song Heng was a shackle she could never escape in this life. No matter how hard she tried, she could never get away from him.

But she was no swallow in his hand. Even if they both had to be destroyed, she would leave him forever.

Song Heng was born into nobility, enjoyed a smooth official career, and possessed the world. But when it came to love, he endured nothing but torment.

Even though Fu Qingyu hated him to the bone, he would never let her go.

2. Upcoming novel "Beautiful Maid". Please add it to your reading list:

On a spring day, with apricot blossoms drifting in the fine rain, Xie Qingyan happened to cross paths with a maid when he returned to the residence. From that moment on, his heart stirred, and he could not stop himself.

With her slender waist and hibiscus-like face, she easily caught his eye as she walked through the residence beneath a pale yellow oil-paper umbrella.

Perhaps she heard someone calling from behind. The beauty looked back with a charming smile, her eyes bright and lively. She was so breathtakingly beautiful that she seemed to dim the spring scenery filling the courtyard.

Hidden from view, Xie Qingyan watched her for a long time. The longer he looked, the more fascinated and feverish he became. A wildfire raged within him, and he wanted to make her his.

The beauty he desired belonged to him. He would stop at nothing to take her, even if he had to use every means at his disposal.

After transmigrating, Gu Mingyu became a maid serving one of the young ladies in the household. The young lady was gentle and kind to her servants, and Gu Mingyu was content with her peaceful, ordinary life. Her one wish was to save enough money to buy her freedom and leave the household, so she could live a carefree, unrestrained life.

But when the heir of the household was promoted and returned to the capital, he took a liking to her and demanded that she become his concubine.

Gu Mingyu was naturally unwilling. One drizzly day, she hurried to him beneath her oil-paper umbrella and knelt on the ground, weeping. "My lord, please understand. I will never become a concubine..."

But all she got in reply was a cold, final refusal from the jade-like man. "It's your good fortune that I want you. If you don't agree, you can always kill yourself."

In the end, Gu Mingyu cried for a long time, but could only resign herself to her fate. She thought that one day, she would escape from his side.

In Xie Qingyan's eyes, Gu Mingyu was nothing but a caged bird. As long as he refused to let go, she would never fly from his palm. He never imagined that she would risk her life to escape him.

After her escape was discovered, Xie Qingyan stood by the dock, his cool gaze fixed on her thin figure. His eyes held nothing but certainty that she would be his. "Gu Mingyu, if you'll come back, I can overlook everything that's happened before..."

He had always been certain that she would never be able to leave him.

But before he could finish, Gu Mingyu laughed coldly. "Xie Qingyan, keep dreaming. Every day and night I spent with you made me sick."

With that, she leaped into the surging river without hesitation. Her frail figure was utterly resolute.

For a long time afterward, Xie Qingyan dreamed of her decisive leap into the river. At last, he understood that she had never been a swallow trapped in a cage.

But it was too late.

Theme: Stand firm and persevere