The Black Lotus Princess Consort Is Actually a Stand-In (GB)

Please add my current serial, My Widowed Sister-in-Law in My Arms, to your collection. [Brooding younger brother-in-law x honest, unassuming widowed sister-in-law]

Synopsis at the very bottom

Synopsis

Both leads are sexually inexperienced. [A playboy princess with two faces x a sickly, black-lotus male companion]

Lin Jianyue was the notorious playboy princess of the Great Yan dynasty, spending every day eating, drinking, and having fun without a care in the world.

She thought an imperial marriage decree might settle her down. Instead, she went and defied the emperor's orders!

A month under house arrest was nothing to Lin Jianyue. As soon as the ban was lifted, she brought a handsome man home from a brothel.

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That handsome man was none other than Lu Jinhuan, the young master of the Chancellor's residence, whose engagement Lin Jianyue had just broken off.

He had come for the treasure map hidden on Lin Jianyue.

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What was so great about Lin Jianyue? Greedy and lecherous, she had nearly half the world's faults.

But Lu Jinhuan's eyes only ever lingered on her.

He grew greedy. He knew Lin Jianyue loved someone else, yet still longed for her touch and kisses. As long as he could stay by her side, there was nothing wrong with being her male companion.

That was until he heard Lin Jianyue was going to ask the emperor for an imperial marriage decree and make that man her prince consort…

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Lu Jinhuan never denied how despicable he was. He knelt in the imperial palace for three days, hoping to obtain the marriage decree before Lin Jianyue could ask for it.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

When he returned to the princess's residence, Lu Jinhuan learned that the person Lin Jianyue loved had disappeared, and that he was merely a substitute.

To be a good substitute for that man, he practiced dancing every day, hoping to win Lin Jianyue's affection.

Lin Jianyue, too, shed her former coldness and began looking at him with growing tenderness.

At night, Lu Jinhuan deliberately changed into a silk undershirt, held at the waist by nothing but a thin cord.

“Your Highness, it's time to rest.” He leaned against the bed and tugged open the ties on his clothes.

Her warm breath lingered over him. Lin Jianyue smiled and lifted his chin. “What are you doing?”

“Seduce Your Highness.”

He cast aside his dignity and begged her to take pity on him.

Lu Jinhuan thought he would probably never escape this princess's residence in his entire life.

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Until one day, when Lu Jinhuan was bringing soup to the study, someone bumped into him.

The soup spilled across the floor, mingling with shards of porcelain. Lu Jinhuan suddenly saw the other man's face, and in that moment, it felt as if shards of porcelain were slicing his heart to ribbons.

He was still alive? Why had he come back!

So what if Lu Jinhuan was the one who'd come between them? He was the prince consort now, and he would never hand the princess over to anyone!

Note:

1. Both leads are sexually inexperienced. The author is firmly committed to both leads being chaste.

2. This story comes with a mountain of fictional liberties. Everything is in service of the couple.

3. The princess's residence has many male companions. The male lead won't be her only companion at first, but he will eventually be her one and only prince consort.

My Widowed Sister-in-Law in My Arms [Brooding younger brother-in-law x honest, unassuming widowed sister-in-law]

In the third year after the Marquis of Yong'an died in battle, his younger brother, Xie Canglan, inherited the title and decided to find a new husband for his widowed sister-in-law, Zhao Zhiwei.

Zhao Zhiwei was the apple of the Minister of Rites' eye. She had countless suitors before marrying into the marquis's household, and now that word was out, suitors came calling in droves.

Zhao Zhiwei said she'd take her time and meet them one by one. The main things she cared about were looks and skill.

But on the very night she took a liking to a certain young master, the portrait by her bed was torn to shreds, and something hot pressed against her lower back.

Her usually deferential younger brother-in-law, Xie Canglan, seemed like a different person. He bound her hands and pinned her to the bed, his warm breath making her ears burn.

“Why look so far away, Sister-in-law? When it comes to looks, don't I outshine these men?”

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As the widow of the Marquis of Yong'an, Zhao Zhiwei should have quietly lived out her days beside his memorial tablet. She never expected Xie Canglan to stir her heart and draw her into a life of passion…

On the night she learned the truth about her late husband's death, Zhao Zhiwei set fire to her courtyard and faked her death to escape. She settled in a peaceful little town and became an embroiderer.

She thought she could spend the rest of her life in peace.

But on her wedding day, with everyone watching, Xie Canglan burst in and lifted her, still dressed in her wedding robes, into his arms.

Zhao Zhiwei struggled with all her might, but he didn't budge, his right arm locked tightly around her waist.

“Kidnapping an innocent woman, and you think you deserve to be a marquis?” she snarled, biting the web of Xie Canglan's thumb until it bled.

“So what? You're mine alone, my wife.” Xie Canglan gently wiped the blood from her lips with his fingertip, then lowered his head and kissed her.

Whether in life or death, we belong together. Now that you've promised yourself to me, I'll never let you go.

Synopsis written on 25.4.5, screenshot saved as proof.

Theme: Love should be open and unashamed