The Bandit Has Spring Fever

[Feisty Noblewoman X Love-Struck Bandit] Completed novel: Her Soaring Cloud Blade After falling overboard while traveling by ship, Cui Zhuxuan found herself trapped in the home of a crude fisherman. With a single gold hairpin, she bought him to work like an ox and a horse for her. He let her order him around, obeying her every command. At first, he did the laundry and cooked, then scrubbed pots and washed dishes. Later, he even took on the duties of sharing her bed. He was tall and powerfully built, yet utterly helpless against her. Even if she merely reached out a finger and gave him a light tap, he would obediently topple over. She searched all eighteen commanderies of Daye, and never found a more agreeable lover kept outside marriage. Little did she know, he had been putting on an act. Firelight illuminated the night. Under her horrified gaze, he drew his blade, splattering crimson across the scene. Blood stained his long brows, yet he gave his order in an offhand tone: "Take care of them." She cut all ties with the vicious bandit and crossed the river home, resuming her life as a pampered young lady of noble birth. Scions of prestigious families flocked to present their calling cards, all hoping to win her favor. Even that lowborn bandit chief managed to join their ranks. He kept insisting that he did not mind being her kept lover or her stable hand, so long as he could stay by her side. He cared about nothing else. Yet the moment she turned away, he drove off the men seeking her hand in marriage, then had the nerve to complain to her first: "He's the jealous one. He can't stand having me around." Note: The male lead is the only romantic partner. * Coming soon: She Made Me Her Lover A coy noblewoman X a pure-hearted rebel leader In the final years of the Ye Dynasty, the land was in turmoil and rebellions erupted everywhere. People said that Grand Preceptor Shi was a master strategist. His eldest daughter was a favored imperial consort, his second daughter was a marquess's wife who had everything, and the remaining concubine-born daughter was being used as a wager on the next rising power of the Ye Dynasty. Shi Liao set off for Fanchuan with a lavish bridal procession, to marry into a family in a region where the rebellion had only just been quelled. But the moment she lifted the bridal curtain, she discovered that her bargain husband had been switched. Tsk. What a waste of the dagger she'd coated in poison. The real husband was a sickly man who would collapse at the slightest breeze and cough every few steps. The impostor wore plain clothes and makeup, but still could not hide his muscular physique. The real husband was debauched, with concubines and maids aplenty, while a little teasing from the impostor was enough to make him blush furiously. With leverage over her, he could not kill her, refuse the marriage, or even avoid her advances. Outside the screen, a group of advisors stood ready for anything. Inside, Shi Liao raised a fingertip. Her cool pad brushed over his bobbing Adam's apple as she watched him struggle to rein in his desire, pleased with the sight. Half coaxing, half deceiving, she promised: "Only if you can win my favor will you deserve to be the real one." * Wei Yue had known from the start that she was trouble. Before he could even make out her beautiful face, he spotted the dagger concealed in her sleeve: it was coated in poison, deadly with a single drop of blood. He prepared to dance with the devil, reminding himself again and again what a treacherous woman she was and that he must never trust her. But she kept pressing close, whispering against his ear and nuzzling his cheek, until he could not help thinking that if nine-tenths of her affection was false, perhaps the remaining tenth was sincere. But she had no sincere feelings for him. She coaxed him into becoming her nameless lover, then turned around and took his seal of authority to become someone else's lover. His teeth clenched with rage. He used every trick she had played on him against her. Beyond the city walls, two armies faced off, their beacon fires still burning. Within the city, Shi Liao's wrists were pinned behind her as she was pressed against a shelving unit. Bamboo slips clattered to the ground. "I've spent so long pleasing you. Now it's your turn." Note: The male lead is the only romantic partner. Theme: From putting oneself first to embracing the greater good, seeking the meaning of life