Sweet-Talking the Darling

Wei Ju grew up pampered amid wealth and splendor. Pure of heart, innocent of worldly ways, she was clear and luminous as crystal.

At a spring banquet, by chance, she caught the eye of the aloof emperor, high above all others, cold and imperious.

The man stared at her, his gaze like a hook scraping inch by inch across her snow-white skin. Dark, profound desire churned in his eyes, as if a beast had fixed its sights on prey with nowhere to run. Even his breathing carried a scorching, invasive force.

An imperial edict summoned her into the palace.

The palace, with its many layers of walls, was an iron cage. He trapped her within its confines and claimed her completely, branding her from fingertips to hair with his mark until she became a caged bird with no hope of escape.

And in the darkness she knew nothing of, another two pairs of eyes watched her hungrily, lying in wait as quietly as snakes with their tongues flickering.

They waited for a chance to claim her entirely.

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[The Domineering Emperor, Sima Xun]

For the first time in his life, he tasted the feeling of falling for someone. If he had never known it, that would have been one thing. But now that he had, there was no way he would ever let go.

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[The Dark and Deranged Ji Jinghe]

Resentment, screams, restlessness.

His soul cried out wildly, as though being scorched.

So what if she's the empress of an entire nation?

He would do whatever it took, stake everything he had, and make her his!

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[The Insecure, Twisted, Devoted Ming Zhong]

If the brilliant light of day could only ever be admired from afar, so be it. But if there was a chance to approach it, who wouldn't want to try?

Even someone as lowly and maimed as him.

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Reader's Guide:

1. The heroine is adored by everyone | Forceful pursuit and possession | A dramatic love rivalry

2. Everyone is a virgin; the main story ends with one man and one woman, and the male leads will have their own side stories

3. Also known as "Mistakenly Captured by Your Heart"

4. Please buy one chapter at a time. Think carefully before buying the whole book at once. Wishing all readers who support the official release great wealth and endless good luck!

-- New novel now available: "The Emperor and His Beloved" --

[Innocent, lively girl x neurotic tyrant]

He Youning, the youngest legitimate daughter of the Chengping Marquis's household, had skin like snow and beauty like a flower. The youngest child in the family, she had been doted on since birth. Sweet, innocent, and utterly charming, she was the apple of everyone's eye.

Once, while out and about, she met a man who seemed at once immortal and demonic, veiled in mist.

He wore plain white robes, with black hair like ink. Cold and breathtakingly handsome, he looked like an immortal banished from heaven. Aloof, otherworldly, and ethereal, he seemed to belong to another realm.

But she never expected him to be so brazen, heedless of propriety and acting entirely as he pleased.

From the very start, he crossed the line and drew near her, ignoring her objections and pressing her step by step, leaving no room to retreat.

He Youning realized she had met a madman.

So she patiently played along, planning to escape as soon as the chance arose.

But what she could never have imagined was that

this man, who seemed untouched by worldly concerns when calm and like a madman when roused, was the most powerful and renowned tyrant in all of Daye...

By the time she wanted to leave, it was already too late.

It seemed there was no escape...

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For the first twenty years of his life, Li Qingshu was like a drawn blade, sharp in every direction, with no one daring to challenge him.

To him, the rules of the world, morality, and social conventions were no more than dust.

He feared nothing and desired nothing. He walked alone along a road paved with power and blood, never stirred by anyone or anything.

He thought he would always be that way.

Until that summer.

A breeze carrying the damp breath of lotus flowers drifted by. From a small boat, he glanced over and caught sight of a figure.

The girl was leaning over to gaze at the first lotus blossoms opening by the pond. The afternoon light outlined her slender, hazy silhouette. A breeze lifted a few soft strands of black hair at her temples, revealing a neck so fair it dazzled the eye.

She seemed to sense his gaze and suddenly looked up.

Her eyes were as clear as a mountain stream, yet a faint mist rippled in them, born of her innocence.

Like a pure drop of dew, she unexpectedly fell into the dry, cracked lake of his heart, stirring up a storm so vast even he had never seen it coming.

From that day on, everything turned upside down.

The violence and bloodlust that had filled his heart seemed like a frozen plain meeting fire, melting and rising as steam before taking on a new shape.

They did not disappear. Instead, they twisted and transformed into something more turbulent, more stubborn, and softer.

Desire, love, lust... and a deeper obsession and yearning that seeped into his very bones.

Her brows, eyes, nose, lips, and every inch of her skin were an irresistible poison, an addiction he could never overcome.

Entwining, merging, delving deep...

He wanted to do every sticky, shameless, yet deeply intimate thing with her.

To him, those things were nothing more than the most primal and sincere desires, laid bare once every pretense had been stripped away.

He wanted more than possession. He wanted them to consume each other in an act close to sacrifice.

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Completed historical romances:

"The Widow and the Unattainable Beauty"

"The Chief Councilor Only Wants to Be a Good Husband"

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