The Beauty of Pity

My next novel is titled After Getting Together with My Husband's Elder Brother. The blurb is at the very bottom. If you like it, please add it to your favorites!

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Xie Xuanci has the heart of a demon, yet the appearance of an immortal.

Everyone knows he is cold by nature and ruthless in his deeds. Even the emperor can do nothing about him.

But no one knows that when he was fifteen, he was deceived by a timid, soft-spoken woman.

After he got blood all over his hands removing the obstacles in her way, she simply left.

When they met again, she had become the widow of his classmate and, with nowhere else to turn, knocked on his door.

“P-please, sir, protect me.”

Ye Zhiyu is delicate and beautiful, but timid and weak, as helpless as a creeping vine.

She was widowed just one year after marrying her husband.

Even after being sent to a temple, she could not escape the covetous eyes of others.

When that villain broke into her room once again,

she had no choice but to cling to Lord Xie, who was staying at the temple.

She never imagined that the jade-like gentleman would suddenly change his demeanor after she came to him.

His sharp gaze swept over her, and his slender fingertips came to rest before her.

His words were brazen.

“If you want my protection, Jade, what can you offer in exchange?”

Ye Zhiyu's almond-shaped eyes grew misty, her expression wounded and indignant.

But she could not utter a word.

But Ye Zhiyu never expected that one day the gentleman who had long been dead would come back to life.

Guilt-stricken, she hurriedly tried to get away from the man before her.

She was even less willing for him to learn of the shameful things she had done.

So she could only leave a letter to say goodbye to Xie Xuanci.

But before she had even left the courtyard, someone stopped her.

Looking at Xie Xuanci, who blocked her way,

Ye Zhiyu's heart trembled, and she felt afraid.

Still, she could not quite give up, and said, “Thank you, Lord Xie, for taking care of me all this time. I-I have to go.”

“And where are you planning to go, Jade?”

Ye Zhiyu's eyes darted away. She did not dare say it outright.

“Are you going to find Brother Jiang?”

When Xie Xuanci saw that she would not answer, he moved closer, step by step.

His slender fingertips toyed with the hair beside her ear.

“Does Brother Jiang know that Jade and I have been sharing a bed all this time?”

That day, her former husband waited and waited at the inn, but Ye Zhiyu never came.

Instead, a woman whose ankles were bound in chains appeared in the Xie residence.

“Are you still leaving now, Jade?”

1. The heroine is not a virgin, but the hero is.

2. By the time the heroine gets involved with the hero, she is no longer involved with the second male lead.

3. A whole collection of melodramatic tropes.

4. The hero resorts to some rather extreme methods along the way.

After Getting Together with My Husband's Elder Brother

Full-figured, beautiful younger sister-in-law x high-morality daddy-like powerful minister

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Sang Zhi has cheeks as white and smooth as snow, but she is timid by nature and stutters.

One accident leads her to sleep with Pei Qiyue, the man her elder sister loves.

Forced to part from the woman he loves, Pei Qiyue is convinced that Sang Zhi set him up on purpose.

Using nothing more than a verbal marriage promise as an excuse, he brings Sang Zhi into the Pei residence.

He mocks and ridicules her, even taking her out to let his friends join in the fun.

Sang Zhi tries to explain again and again, but never gets the chance.

Then, after he abandons her once more, Sang Zhi hangs her head and prepares to walk back.

Suddenly, a carriage stops beside her.

A pale, cool fingertip lifts the brocade curtain, revealing Pei He'an seated inside.

His snowy complexion is radiant, his features like a painting. He seems like a bodhisattva seated among the clouds.

As he raises his hand, his sleeve falls back slightly, revealing the Buddhist beads around his wrist.

“Sui Sui, get in.”

*

When Pei He'an first heard that his younger brother was mistreating his newly wedded wife, he reprimanded him, simply out of duty.

But that younger sister-in-law, who had no one to rely on, seemed deeply grateful.

She carefully held out a food box, stammering as she tried to ingratiate herself with him.

Her eyes sparkled like stars as she looked at him, and even the little beauty mark by her lips seemed to appear and disappear with her words.

Its vermilion hue swayed before his eyes like cinnabar.

In an instant, his composure crumbled.

Later, he used despicable means to tempt her, while also allowing her husband to stay out all night.

Until the poor younger sister-in-law came to him again, tears streaming down her face.

*

On a bitterly cold winter day, a presence that did not belong to her husband filled Sang Zhi's bed.

The crisp scent of snow-covered pines wrapped tightly around her, as if intent on seeping into every part of her.

A low voice sounded beside her ear, persistently pressing her for an answer.

“Sui Sui, how much longer are we going to hide?”

“Am I really so shameful that you can't let anyone see me?”

Sang Zhi trembled, but could not say a word.

Theme: I hate that the moon hangs high in the sky, shining on everyone but me