Yearning for Those Years

My completed novel, From Low-Ranking Banner Officer to Regent [Qing Transmigration], is available in my author profile. Click through to read the synopsis, and if you're interested, add it to your collection~~

Jiang Cunhua had just joined the ranks of overworked office drones when she opened her eyes and became an orphan with a substantial family estate.

In the blazing heat of midsummer, during the seventh lunar month when the gates of hell stood open, she returned from selling flatbread in her mule cart to find two shabby adults and a child standing outside her home. They said they were here to reclaim their ancestral mansion. Oh, they were the marquis's heir and his family, exiled to the northwest, come to reclaim the last remnant of their estate.

Jiang Cunhua: "..."

But what the heck, this house was an ancestral estate passed down through her own family. Since when did it belong to you, Xu Sinian?!

Xu Sinian was the heir of the Jingning Marquis's household, born into wealth and luxury and a lifelong wastrel. The aristocratic families of the capital had named him their number one man to avoid marrying into. But his father and grandfather had backed the wrong side, and when the new emperor ascended the throne, the whole family was exiled to the northwest.

During the journey into exile, dozens of family members fell ill, died, or were separated. By the time they reached their destination, only Xu Sinian remained.

After falling from the clouds, Xu Sinian spent twenty years clawing his way back to the top over the corpses of his enemies. He rooted out corrupt officials, upheld the state, restored his family's honor, and rose to the highest ranks of court.

In the end, he was left all alone. Spent and exhausted, he died in the bed of the marquis's residence, which was like a tomb.

Then he closed his eyes and opened them again, back on the journey into exile. Dozens of family members had already fallen ill, died, or been separated... Fortunately, he rescued his second younger brother before he could take his own life after being abused, and his third younger brother before bandits could eat him. With a mixture of relief and suspicion, he struggled back to the ancestral mansion he had reclaimed in his previous life.

Just as he stood at the door of his future home, ready to break it down, the owner of the mansion returned...

Xu Sinian was bewildered. He remembered that at this point in his previous life, the ancestral mansion had already fallen into ruin.

Who was this young woman glaring at him with a rolling pin in her hand?

Check out my completed novels: Going to Qin to Farm for the King, The Sound of Bells and the Taste of Food in the Dream of the Red Chamber, and The Heir Never Forgets Me.

Theme: When life hits you hard, hit back even harder.