Why Is Mother Like That?

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Shen Shuxiang woke from a nap to discover that she had gone back eighteen years.

Even more outrageous, she found out that her mother, who had raised her alone through hardship, had once been the daughter of the General of Pacifying the State!

Wait, her mother had such an illustrious background when she was young?

Then what was the point of all the cold and hunger she'd endured?

To find out why her mother had gone from a rich young lady to a poor woman, she infiltrated the Shen residence and became her mother's tutor.

But before long, things started to go awry.

All she wanted was to quietly teach and investigate the mystery. She never expected it to turn into murder, arson, and a stint in jail.

Her mother had been a little too wild in her youth. Now that she'd been locked up twice, Shen Shuxiang was starting to wish she could go back to her own time...

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Shen Yining, only daughter of the Great General of Pacifying the State, fell for someone after catching a fleeting glimpse of him during last autumn's hunt.

But their backgrounds were so different that she couldn't help quietly measuring the distance between them.

Her looks, her family, her education: every single thing made her fret and fuss.

Then her father hired her a new female tutor. Dreading the misery of studying as usual, she pulled a long face.

To her surprise, the tutor's eyes filled with tears at their first meeting, and she called Shen Yining "Mother."

Startled, Shen Yining stepped back, then quickly began plotting.

"Little miss, if I'm your mother, tell me: is he going to be your father?"

The young woman followed her pointing finger. The lovely face before her filled with indescribable horror. "Mother, you were a little beyond anything I could have imagined when you were young..."

[Reader's Guide]

1. Two couples

The parents' romance: a cold-hearted crown prince × a lively young lady

The male and female leads: deeply devoted × Macabaka

2. The heroine takes part in her parents' lives rather than observing them from the sidelines. For convenience, any time-travel paradoxes caused by this are assumed not to exist. The timeline will automatically fill in anything the heroine does in this time, and there are no parallel timelines.

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New novel: Change My Face to Spy on My First Love

Blurb

Love is a tedious affair that ends only in death. Wen Ye has always kept his distance from it.

He regarded Jiang Huaizhu, his nominal princess consort, as little more than a decoration.

But lately, he has been unable to find peace.

The new maid in the prince's residence keeps appearing in his dreams, making him do shameless things.

A month ago, he went too far, bending down to breathe in the cool fragrance at her neck. Even when he treated her injured foot, his hand disobeyed him, lingering over her ankle...

If not for the sharp shout of the person before him, he might have forgotten who he was.

He had seen countless beauties, so why couldn't he take his eyes or hands off her?

Yet the next time she walked past him, he caught that fragrance again. It wouldn't leave him.

For the first time, he felt such desire for a stranger.

He couldn't help wanting to draw closer, and discovered that she didn't seem to mind...

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Jiang Lin was once betrothed to Wen Ye.

Prince Jin Wen Ye was as refined as snow among pines and as radiant as frost beneath the moon. Every young lady in the capital longed for him, but none could have him.

Jiang Lin was no exception.

When she was eagerly preparing for her wedding, she learned that his beloved was his sworn younger sister, Jiang Huaizhu, and that he was marrying her only to repay a debt of gratitude.

She told herself she could accept it and decided to let the two of them be together.

But on the night a great fire engulfed her, she escaped with her life, only to see the two of them hurrying back to the capital that very night, while she dragged her burned body onward.

She changed her face. From then on, Jiang Lin no longer existed. There was only Sixteen of the Spy Bureau.

She saw Wen Ye again when she was sent to the Prince of Jin's residence as a spy.

Through the shadows of the flowers, she saw his face, unchanged in ten years yet now so unfamiliar, and saw Jiang Huaizhu enjoying the good name that belonged to her.

So her death really meant nothing at all.

Fine.

What could be more satisfying than using your position to get revenge on your enemies?

But then she noticed that Wen Ye, who once treated her as if she didn't exist, now looked at her differently.

His gaze traced her brows and lips, but the moment their eyes met, he calmly looked away.

She lowered her eyes, understanding. That was unmistakably... the way a man looked at a woman...

Very well.

Thesis: Cherish everyone around you