The Eastern Palace's Captive Beauty (Forced Possession)

💛 A spoiled, radiant, innocent beauty X a clear-headed crown prince who falls into a cold, consuming obsession and goes mad 💛

The male lead is highly intelligent, forceful, and completely deranged!

[Abduction and domination|False and real princesses|Dark obsession|Pseudo-incestuous siblings|One-on-one|Both leads are sexually inexperienced]

Wen Siyi was born the most pampered pearl of Great Yong.

At sixteen, she was the Third Princess, cherished by the emperor and his consort. She was stunningly beautiful and willful, and no noblewoman in Shangling dared to rival her.

At the height of her pride, she crushed underfoot a birthday gift from the crown prince, her paternal half-brother: a string of sandalwood prayer beads.

Across the crowd’s startled faces, his handsome, pale face remained impassive. He softly called her by her childhood nickname: “Jiaojiao.”

At the time, she couldn’t understand his tone, and she had no interest in trying.

On her seventeenth birthday, the real Third Princess was brought back to the palace.

Surrounded by mocking, amused gazes, Siyi felt fear for the first time in her life.

She had nothing left...

Even her life had only been spared by luck, because the true princess, with her flawless beauty, had tearfully pleaded on her behalf.

“Today is a happy occasion, a day for reunion. How could we take a life? Why not spare my elder sister?”

Everyone who had once followed her turned against her. Even her cousin, the young nobleman who had adored her, broke off their engagement on the spot.

Siyi must truly have been desperate when, on a stormy night, she tearfully knocked on the gate of a palace she had rarely set foot in before.

The man stood beneath the eaves with an umbrella, looking indifferently at her disheveled figure in the rain with his deep, dark eyes.

“Crown Prince Brother...”

Proud as she had always been, this was the first time she had humbled herself to call on him like this.

The hand holding the umbrella shifted slightly, and a mocking smile curled the man’s lips.

“Little sister, is this how you ask for help?”

Everyone said that the crown prince was kind and compassionate, and that he had granted her a chance to live because he remembered their old ties.

But only she knew

how a soundproof, windowless room had appeared in the Eastern Palace.

And how, every night, the man who was refined and elegant by day, as beautiful as jade and as otherworldly as an immortal, trapped her in his arms, murmuring her childhood nickname and forcing her step by step into a corner with no way out.

His long, elegant fingers traced her jaw, just as she had once toyed with that string of prayer beads.

His breath was fragrant as he murmured, “Didn’t you always look down on me?”

Then he gently wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes:

“Why is it that now you cry and beg me to cherish you every single day?”

Siyi regretted everything, but all she could do was watch as he taught her how to survive by becoming a plaything dependent on others.

The crown prince whom everyone revered had never been an immortal sage. He was a madman who had coveted her for years, dark and despicable to the core!

How could she have been so foolish as to provoke him?

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Wen Qixuan was the crown prince. The emperor praised his decorum and restraint, and the court officials respected his pure, jade-like character.

But no one knew what thoughts lay hidden beneath his serene, Zen-like self-control.

Once, he had hated her most of all.

He hated the girl who was forever bright and willful as a spring breeze, hated how she gradually stole their father’s affection, hated how her mother schemed against his own...

Most of all, he hated her sweet, smiling eyes.

Later, that hatred slowly grew.

He hated that she gave all her smiles to others. He hated the way she affectionately called other people by name. He hated that she never paid him any attention.

More than anything, he hated himself, forced to suppress those filthy, shameful thoughts night after night.

A few content notes:

1. The leads have different fathers and mothers and are not related by blood. The male lead learns the female lead’s true identity before anyone else. There is no romance between them while they are considered relatives.

2. The male lead is cold and heartless at first. Once he falls for her, he spirals into a dark obsession. He tries to restrain himself but can’t, and can only go mad. The female lead is willful and spoiled at first, and is engaged to the second male lead. Later, she pretends to go along with the male lead to stay alive. Neither lead is perfect.

3. Old-school, melodramatic angst, one-on-one, with a strong abduction-and-domination theme. The characters’ views are limited by their feudal setting. Enjoy the story, but don’t read too much into it.

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A preview of my upcoming story, My Widowed Husband Became Emperor

Opening on October 26! Everyone is welcome!

[Rekindled love|Sweet romance after an arranged marriage|One-on-one|Both leads are sexually inexperienced|Ruthless hero who hides his true nature]

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Later, Lin Qin often regretted those three brief years of marriage.

She regretted not treating Duan Zhisong better while she had the chance.

Back then, she was the daughter of a powerful family, born to a concubine. She felt that her stepmother had arranged the marriage to spite her, and she was dissatisfied with her declining husband’s family and her sickly husband.

So she often treated him coldly, never took care of the household, and was perfunctory and impatient as his wife.

Duan Zhisong died, but she did not find happiness. Instead, she regretted everything.

The marquis, who had repeatedly claimed he had admired her for a long time, turned around and married someone else.

Her mother’s family had backed the wrong side, and their once-powerful household swiftly fell. Generations of hard work were ruined.

As dynasties changed and the people suffered, Lin Qin could only make ends meet by selling calligraphy and paintings, thanks to her beautiful handwriting.

Only then did she realize that those seemingly dull, uneventful days had actually been peaceful and happy, all thanks to Duan Zhisong.

She had lived under his protection all along, yet had never cherished him.

Later, disheartened and drunk, she returned to the house where they had spent three years together. She couldn’t help but weep and whisper that she missed him, emboldened by the alcohol.

To her surprise, a man in fine clothes emerged from behind the ruins. He gazed at her for a long moment, then asked,

“He Bi, did you mean what you just said?”

He still called her by her childhood name, just as he had when he was alive.

With tears blurring her eyes, Lin Qin thought he was his ghost and nodded.

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The next day, a crowd gathered around Lin Qin’s calligraphy and painting stall.

A fierce-looking man in armor, with a thick beard, saluted her in a booming voice:

“Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress!”

Lin Qin: “...?”

Her former husband, who should have been long dead, approached slowly in a carriage, dressed in imperial robes. He stepped down, leaned over, and kissed her fingertips.

It turned out his name wasn’t Duan Zhisong at all.

Lin Qin stared blankly as Wen Rongzhan, the new emperor whom everyone called a decisive conqueror who had slaughtered his way through countless cities, drew her into his arms. The refined brows and eyes he had once possessed were now free of their former ferocity, filled only with tender affection.

“Didn’t you say you missed me?

Don’t be afraid. I’m here to take you home.”

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1. The female lead’s name is Lin Qin, with Qin pronounced in the second tone. It means quiet and enduring: “The kudzu grows in the valley, its leaves lush and flourishing.”

2. The female lead has an unrequited love, who will face the consequences of rejecting her.

3. The male lead loves only the female lead from beginning to end and will not take any concubines. He has loved her since he was a nobody.

Blurb dated 2025.01.08. Plagiarism will be pursued.

(It’s set in Great Yong again. This story is about the romance between the founding emperor and empress, the ancestors of Wen Qixuan and Siyi. If you enjoy stories in the same series, don’t miss it!)

Theme: Love means letting down your guard