After Their Falling-Out, the Attendant Minister's Ex Hit the Ashes-Rekindling Stage

Flirty sweetheart x stubborn, jealous king

Song Shuyao, the chancellor's daughter, loved writing stories. Under the pen name Dongzhou Ke, she privately made her mark in literary circles, writing about power and wealth, talented men and beautiful women.

She loved immersing herself in a story, and most of all she loved looking at handsome men. She figured it would be even better if she could get tangled up with them in some love-and-hate entanglements.

Ambitious young men in Dongdu dressed up to the nines and did everything they could to win Song Shuyao's favor, but none of them appealed to her. Lately, she had become infatuated with Xie Ziqing, the son of Grand Commandant Xie and an assistant minister in the Ministry of Justice.

Handsome and graceful, with the bearing of a jade tree in the wind. And that arrogant, disdainful look of his was especially thrilling!

She told herself: I have to win him!

After that, she seized every chance to appear before him and did everything she could to express her feelings, only to be met with Xie Ziqing's lukewarm indifference.

At last, she found the words to describe that ache of bitterness and sorrow, but she no longer wanted to write this story.

Xie Ziqing was born into the Xie clan of Dongdu. A heaven-blessed talent, proud and high-spirited, he was naturally arrogant and looked down on everyone.

He rescued the chancellor's daughter, Song Shuyao, while on official business. Later, she shamelessly told him she liked him.

Xie Ziqing had heard of her reputation: she was obsessed with handsome men, uninhibited, and fell for someone new every time she turned around.

He naturally wouldn't let her beguile him. He treated her harshly, hoping she would give up when she realized she had no chance. Who knew she would persist wholeheartedly for so long?

So long that he grew accustomed to it, thinking they would be entangled forever. Then Song Shuyao told him, “Forget everything that happened before.”

Xie Ziqing stayed silent for a long time that day.

Not long afterward, she was happily getting cozy with Su Chen, the third-place winner of the palace examination, and they seemed headed for marriage.

Xie Ziqing didn't know what had come over him. He was miserable, consumed with jealousy, and his pain burned away his reason. At last, he blocked Song Shuyao's way and asked, “Didn't you say you only liked me?”

Reading guide:

1. One-on-one romance, happy ending.

2. A push-and-pull romance that turns the tables, with the heroine pursuing the hero at first. Please proceed with caution if that's not for you.

3. No detective plot. A little political intrigue ties the story together.

4. Set in an alternate history. Please don't nitpick the details~

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Top-tier succubus x aloof beauty

Last year, Shen Peiwan's parents both died under suspicious circumstances.

Overnight, she went from being the daughter of a renowned scholar in Luojing to a lonely orphan.

Before she could even dry her tears, Lady Cui, her mother's sworn sister, took her into her home and raised her as a daughter.

Lady Cui had married into the prestigious Wang clan of Langya, a fine place to be.

But before long, Shen Peiwan realized it was truly a den of wolves, with more going on than met the eye.

Fortunately, she seized on the Wang clan's weakness: Wang Ji, their eldest young master, a man of incomparable grace and the finest of all the noble clans.

She called him big brother, her voice as sweet as a honey-coated blade.

Though he was lukewarm toward her advances, he was a good man who protected her all along the way, making her plans go much more smoothly.

With her great undertaking nearly complete, Shen Peiwan thought of all the ways he had helped her. She offered a sincere apology and truly came to regard him as her elder brother.

But Wang Ji didn't seem pleased. He gripped her wrist tightly and, after a long silence, said only, “You're quite something.”

Wang Ji entered a temple to cultivate in seclusion as a young man. His refined bearing was beyond compare among the noble families of Luojing.

People said, “To meet Huaizhen is like meeting an immortal.”

Until a sharp-tongued younger sister came to live with his family, reducing ten years of secluded cultivation to naught.

He never expected that, once her fiance came to discuss their marriage, she would deliberately avoid him and stop knocking on his door.

When they met again, she bowed and called him only “elder brother.”

Elder brother, Wang Ji repeated to himself.

Had she forgotten that on the Dragon Boat Festival, in the pouring rain, she had lifted the dripping hem of her skirt and taken shelter beneath his corridor, begging him for help? After that, she had charmed him, drawn close to him, and even dared to kiss the corner of his lips.

And now she called him elder brother.

Something was wrong with this.

Theme: Though the one I love lies beyond mountains and seas, both can be crossed.