Name: A Brocade Reversed
Author: Pale Pine and Moon

Synopsis

[Love and hate, going mad for love] Thanks to all the lovely readers who support the official edition.

[My new novel, After I Wronged the Gloomy Black Lotus, is now underway. Please add it to your collection!]

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Because that person bore a slight resemblance to someone from her past,

Wen Zhijing became utterly bewitched, like a moth flying into a flame.

Outsiders all said that Princess Jialuo was willful, flamboyant, and dazzling.

But when it came to Li Yin, she was just an ordinary woman, anxious and at a loss in front of the person she loved.

Five years into their marriage, she gave way to him at every turn. Even though Li Yin had never once treated her kindly, she never lost heart.

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The snow in Shengjing had been falling unusually long.

At the bustling Mingxiao Temple, her heart full of hope, she carefully carved their names beneath a plum tree. She failed to notice the bone-chilling cold in the young man's eyes beside her.

She affectionately took his hand as he traced the carved characters. "Your birthday is New Year's Eve. How about I come with you to pick out a gift?"

But the young man merely pulled his hand away, his gaze never resting on her for even a moment.

"Princess, you've mistaken the date. That's not my birthday."

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Wen Zhijing knew that Li Yin cared about appearances, and that was why he was too embarrassed to express his love for her.

But that was all right. In any relationship, one person had to be more proactive.

She didn't mind being the one to take the initiative.

As time passed, the iceberg gradually melted for her.

She once thought they would spend their lives together like any ordinary married couple.

She never expected that she had invited a wolf into her home.

She drugged him unconscious and fled in the night.

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Outside the tent, Chu Yin's hundred thousand cavalry stood poised to attack the city of Shengjing.

Inside, red candles burned in the warmth of the bed curtains.

Wen Zhijing's hands were bound, her body pinned firmly to a cushioned couch, unable to move.

Tears streamed from her reddened eyes. He bent down and kissed them away again and again. His hot breath, accompanied by increasingly ragged gasps, brushed her neck, making her arch her head back uncontrollably.

"Wen Zhijing, tell me you love me... Like you used to..."

#There is no true love beneath a crumbling wall#

#May the moon shine on me alone#

[Reading Guide]

The slow buildup comes first, then the conflict erupts in the middle, and the later stages go completely off the rails: a full-blown chase-your-wife-to-the-crematorium arc.

One true pairing, both sexually inexperienced.

A passionate, pampered little princess who pursues love × a seemingly aloof, lofty nobleman who is actually competitive, possessive, crazed, and obsessive, a descendant of the former dynasty's imperial family.

The male lead is very strong early on. Later, he's completely unhinged, crawling around in the dark as he tries to win back his wife.

A related upcoming title. Please add it to your collection!

Gilded Branches (Both Reborn)

[Chase-your-wife-to-the-crematorium | Both Reborn | Reborn from the start]

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At a single banquet, Qiao Ying's marriage was arranged.

The Qiao family was a famous porcelain-trading family in Ruzhou, wealthy beyond measure.

The Feng family were relatives of the current emperor and held tremendous power.

Everyone said that the Qiao and Feng families were a match made in heaven.

Qiao Ying was the only daughter in her family. She had been obedient and well-mannered since childhood, and she didn't refuse this hastily arranged marriage. She only hoped to fulfill her duties as a wife after the wedding and serve the Duke's household with all her heart.

But Feng Liheng was extremely cold toward her.

Only later did she learn that he had already been in love with someone else before she married into the Feng family.

Qiao Ying pretended not to know and kept striving to be a good wife. She managed the household, treated Feng Liheng with mutual respect, and personally cooked for him.

When trouble struck Ruzhou, she begged Feng Liheng to intervene and help. She thought that, as husband and wife, he might feel at least a little compassion for her.

In the damp of a rainy night, she stood alone outside the door and received only one reply:

"You got what you deserved."

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When news of Qiao Ying's death reached him from Ruzhou, Feng Liheng was stunned for a long time, an unusual sight.

He rode to Ruzhou through the night, but couldn't even see Qiao Ying one last time.

Feng Liheng accidentally fell into a lake and unexpectedly returned to the day the Qiao and Feng families arranged their children's engagement.

At the banquet,

a lovely young woman with clear, refined features listened intently to the elders, a smile in her eyes.

When he heard that his mother intended to match him with Qiao Ying,

Feng Liheng, usually so carefree, instinctively straightened up and held his breath as he waited.

The young woman remained poised and graceful, smiling gently.

"I'm grateful for your concern, Madam, but Ying already has someone in her heart."