The Third Year After Her Death

My new novel next door, "Sister-in-Law, Open the Door, It's Songsong [Water Margin]," is now available. See the blurb below, and please add it to your reading list!

Blurb:

[Romantic, lively, mysterious saintess vs. devoted, reserved, calculating heir]

Princess Chaohua, Song Xi, is the emperor's only daughter and the crown prince's full sister. She grew up adored by everyone and knew nothing of life's sorrows.

When she was eighteen, Emperor Jiashun was hosting a banquet for his ministers at court when a great fire swept through Chaohua Palace. After the blaze, her father became the late emperor, while the Marquis of Beining, who had been at the banquet, became the new ruler with the support of all the officials.

Ji Yao, once the heir to the Marquis of Beining and now Crown Prince Duanhua, repeatedly claimed he had her best interests at heart. He said he would take her as his consort and guarantee her a life of luxury.

How could the daughter of the imperial house allow a traitor to trample on her dignity?

With no ties to the mortal world, Song Xi would rather shatter like jade than yield. She resolutely went to her death...

She thought their grievances would end there, but when she opened her eyes, she was nowhere near the road to the underworld.

"Crash, "

Three years later, thousands of miles away in Nanzhou City, on a morning between summer and autumn, Yun Shang, the saintess of the Mi Yin tribe, who had been imprisoned for so long in a lightless chamber, suddenly opened her eyes...

*

Ji Xun, heir to the Marquis of Nanning, began his studies at two, composed poetry at three, fought on the battlefield at fourteen, and was his father's equal by eighteen.

His greatest pride in life was pacifying the southern frontier at twenty. His greatest regret was that the campaign had taken so long: when he finally returned to the city, the dynasty had changed, and Princess Chaohua had long since passed away.

Everyone said the dead were gone like extinguished lamps, and that one should not force what could not be. But this time, he wanted to try...

Three years later, the woman he had rescued by chance began acting more and more like someone he once knew. Was it coincidence, or had Heaven answered his hopes and brought an old acquaintance's soul back to him?

#Was half a lifetime spent waiting for a reunion with an unknown ending worth it?

#I would gladly do it, my lord.

[Plot Overview]

Rebel ministers caused chaos, the throne changed hands, and Princess Chaohua died in a single day. When she awoke, three years had passed.

The body she had borrowed belonged to a woman named Yun Shang, the legendary saintess of the Mi Yin tribe, said to be able to communicate with the gods.

According to the storybooks, the Mi Yin tribe has three secret arts:

· The Yun Maiden's Blood Cures All Poisons: Yun Shang's heart's blood can cure any poison. For ordinary people, it can prolong life, dispel illness, and ward off misfortune.

· The Body Dies, but the Soul Endures: The soul-transfer art, known only to the tribe's successive chiefs, can let a person return to life in another's body and live forever.

· The Enchanting Sound Commands the World: The Mi Yin people enter troubled lands and settle in chaotic ones. If the whole tribe is ever forced to migrate, it may mean turmoil is coming.

Any one of these secret arts could shake the court. Song Xi could only wonder whether this borrowed identity was a blessing or a curse.

On the day she transmigrated, Song Xi cautiously looked around

A lightless chamber, shackles as thick as her wrists... Before Song Xi arrived, Yun Shang had already been imprisoned for a long time, her heart's blood taken every day.

Song Xi had always been clear about gratitude and grudges. Having borrowed Yun Shang's body and received her kindness, she would do everything she could to see justice done for her.

But before she could even begin, the Xie family son who had imprisoned Yun Shang for years had died. Could such a thing really be a coincidence?

And then there was the heir to the Marquis of Nanning, her childhood friend, once a dashing young general. How had he become a sickly man who could barely lift a finger after three years apart?

This world was truly full of strange things...

+ Former princess vs. young general

+ Plot to romance ratio = 7:3

+ Four cases, each relatively independent but interconnected

My new novel next door, "Sister-in-Law, Open the Door, It's Songsong," launches on March 1. Please add it to your reading list!

[Soft little fox Songsong vs. hot-tempered transmigrated woman Jinlian]

Songsong, a little fox on Jingyang Ridge, cultivated until he became a spirit. Every day, he made the lonely journey from one end of the mountain to the other, watching the sun rise and set and waiting for the flowers to bloom and fade.

He asked Granny Pine, the oldest being on the mountain, whether there was another little fox in the world who had become a spirit.

Granny Pine, who could hear news from a thousand miles away, told him that in Qinghe, a neighboring county below the mountain, there was a woman named Jinlian whom everyone called a "fox spirit." If nothing unexpected happened, she must be one of his kind.

Songsong happily took the spirit mirror Granny Pine had given him and went down the mountain. He saw the young lady Jinlian lift the curtain of her sedan chair. Her face was like peach blossoms in the third month, her brows like tender willows in early spring. She really was one of his kind!

Songsong's eyes lit up. He pushed through the crowd and asked in a clear little voice, "Are you a fox spirit?"

Pan Yue, who had just learned she had transmigrated into Pan Jinlian, yanked the red veil off her head and glared at Songsong, shouting, "Who are you calling a fox spirit?!"

[Soft little fox vs. hot-tempered transmigrated woman]

[A little talking at cross purposes + a little everyday family life + lots of romance]

[Launching in late February or early March. Please add it to your reading list.]

Theme: True love conquers all