A Lap for a Pillow

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Cheng Yueying lost her family at seven. Her kind aunt took her into the General's residence and promised her to her own son, Yuan Shaoyan, as his little wife.

From then on, the future young general followed Yueying around all day, calling her "wife" and "sister" over and over, waiting until they were old enough to become a loving couple.

As for her little husband's father, Yuan Zhao, Yueying knew only that he had made a name for himself when he was young and risen step by step to become a general. She had little other contact with him.

Cheng Yueying thought her life was already set. But as she grew older, she often caught General Yuan watching her with an unmistakable look. Before she had time to think it over, one rainy night, Yuan Zhao dragged her into his bedroom.

He peeled off her rain-soaked clothes. Cheng Yueying opened her mouth to cry for help, but his scorching lips silenced her. The general forcibly pulled her down onto the bed, while sobs and gasps broke apart beneath the curtain of rain.

No one noticed Yuan Shaoyan standing outside in the rain all night, his fists clenched.

Reader's guide:

1. The heroine is not a virgin, but the male lead is. One woman, multiple men.

2. The heroine and Yuan Shaoyan's engagement is only a verbal promise, with no written contract or other formal obligation.

3. Bad ending. This is a story written purely to stir up drama.

4. I've temporarily abandoned the original blurb. Once I have a new idea, I'll write a new novel. I'm very sorry to the readers who followed the story because of the original blurb. Bowing.

5. This is a fictional setting. All plot developments serve the characters' emotional arcs and do not reflect history or reality. No harmful behavior is being encouraged.

Gentle, adorable little Guanyin VS a teasing, infuriating, spoiled rogue

#A sweet story of a young couple with secret identities who both moonlight at a shady job#

[Apprentice to a Divine Healer * Leader of the Secret Guards]

Cui Miao was the divine healer Ding You's disciple. For sixteen years, she had kept company with herbs and medical texts at the temple, never venturing into the world.

Her master loved to wander. Before leaving, he advised her to serve the emperor, then disappeared after saying, "The martial world is treacherous. Be careful."

Cui Miao obediently agreed. Not long after coming down from the mountain, someone stole her traveling money, so she had no choice but to try her luck searching corpses for valuables.

Crows cawed over the mass grave, and the stench was overwhelming.

The only corpse in front of her was dressed in bloodstained brocade and had a gold-threaded belt at its waist. Its face was masked. It looked clean enough, and easy to search.

Holding her breath, Cui Miao reached out and tugged off the belt. Just as she was about to leave, the "corpse" abruptly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of captivating phoenix eyes.

Pretty handsome. She'd take him too.

She hadn't expected that picking him up would leave him clinging to her.

Her master had said that saving a life was worth more than building a seven-story pagoda.

Not only did he fail to repay her, he deliberately ruined her chance to meet a successful candidate in the imperial examinations!

The martial world really was treacherous.

At the time, Cui Miao couldn't speak, so she gestured rapidly with both hands: Pay me back!

"Sure. How about I repay you by giving myself to you?" Yu Zishu smiled, his eyes crinkling as he gently held her hand. "I have no parents, and I'm well-off. Better to marry me than him."

Married life was indeed comfortable. Her husband brewed tea in spring and warmed the bed in winter. Lying on the couch and eating peeled oranges, she thought: Maybe the world isn't so treacherous after all.

Until one night, when she got up to use the bathroom and saw her husband, who should have been sound asleep, climb over their courtyard wall, covered in blood.

Cui Miao took half a step back: ?!

But Yu Zishu smiled like a charming young woman, tossed aside his bloody clothes, took her hand, and said softly, "A family asked me to help slaughter a pig. Should I use the reward money to buy you some little lotus pastries?"

Cui Miao's eyes flickered as she glanced at the bloody clothes by his feet. Without a sound, she slipped into his arms and tucked the silver needles in her sleeve further out of sight.

Before long, she would fake her death and head south with the leader to investigate a case. It was all pretense anyway. There was no need to overthink it, she told herself.

-

Yu Zishu thought he must have gone mad.

He'd stayed up late reading a novel, then transmigrated into a book as a secret guard who spent every day with his life on the line.

He was gravely wounded and on the verge of death when a little mute picked him up. He should have left once he recovered. But the girl had almost no expression on her face, and when her clear, watery eyes looked at him, for some reason his heart softened. The feeling was more unbearable than being pricked by a needle.

Before he could tell her how he felt, she ran off.

When they met again, she was on a matchmaking date with the original male lead, a successful candidate in the imperial examinations.

So this was the little Guanyin who, according to the book's few lines, would die miserably in the inner quarters?

Yu Zishu scoffed. He was a spoiled rogue to begin with. Stealing a woman couldn't be that unreasonable, could it?

Besides, she'd stolen his belt before.

He'd just consider it collecting a debt while he was at it.

-

On the way south to investigate the case, news of his wife's death was secretly delivered to him. Yu Zishu, who was always joking around, never smiled at anyone again.

He thought that if he kept busy, he'd feel better after a while.

But why did he keep mistaking the physician everyone called the "Living Yama" for his wife?

That was clearly... a man.

Love sickness really was a terrible affliction!

Theme: Refuse to be controlled, and protect yourself.