After Saving the Pitiful One Abused by the Villainess [GB]

[It's not easy creating niche-taste stories. Thanks for supporting the official version.] [Please read the content warnings below the blurb carefully. If it's not for you, please move on.] * Gentle, resilient beauty × insecure, broken puppy; mutual healing The eldest princess, Xue Junyi, was beautiful as fresh snow and flowers, with a keen mind and a kind heart. Yet she was not loved by the emperor, and the jealous second princess schemed against her, crippling both her legs and condemning her to a wheelchair for the rest of her life. Once a proud, ethereal beauty, she was now confined within towering palace walls. Xue Junyi's heart turned to ash. Then one day, in the second princess's bedchamber, she saw a young man who had been tortured until he was covered in blood and on the verge of breaking. The bed curtains were half open. The boy knelt hunched over on the bed, his pain plain to see. He had reached his limit, yet still bit down on his lip and held back every sound. Hearing the wheelchair roll over the threshold, he looked up in alarm. His eyes, like shattered jade, met Xue Junyi's cool gaze, trembling. * Later, Xue Junyi thought She and Wu Lang were alike: neither of them had ever been chosen. If she was destined never to stand again, then at least she could help this boy, tortured until he was barely human, get back on his feet and walk the road she could not. “Being loved lets you grow back into a whole person.” “She did. And so did her little puppy.” [Content Warnings] 1. The male lead is tormented terribly by a female supporting character early on. The physical abuse is severe, and he suffers serious psychological trauma. Please proceed with caution. 2. The male lead is not a virgin. Do not read if this bothers you. 3. The heroine gradually grows stronger and eventually becomes empress. Her legs will recover. 4. This is not a matriarchal story or an empress's harem story. It is a one-on-one romance focused on mutual healing. The leads have typical anatomy. 5. The male lead is devoted and extremely submissive in front of the heroine. Please proceed with caution if this bothers you. 6. This is an alternate-world story, so please don't scrutinize it for historical accuracy. A story where I let my personal tastes run wild. Please don't judge the author's values by the characters' actions. [Blurb for the upcoming story, The Inherited Medicine Slave] * Sweet-faced, eccentric girl with a hidden dark side × an abused, insecure medicine slave; mutual healing The Cui clan of Langxi incurred Heaven's wrath for its grave sins. No sons were born to its descendants, and every girl was afflicted with a hidden illness that kept her from living past twenty. As a girl from a collateral branch of the Cui family, Cui Xueying had suffered from a heart condition since birth. Her mother worried constantly, and on her deathbed earnestly urged her daughter to return to Langxi and seek the main family’s help in finding a renowned doctor. It was only after arriving in Langxi that Cui Xueying learned the once-prosperous Cui family had dwindled away years ago. In the vast family mansion, only her cousin remained. Though they had not seen each other for years, her cousin had fair, healthy skin and exquisite features, nothing like the sickly appearance expected of a Cui girl. Cui Xueying stumbled upon her cousin's secret. In a little hut behind the bushes, a man trembled all over. His heavy shackles clanked as he let out sobs that sounded like pleas for mercy. Her dignified, kindhearted cousin had secretly kept a medicine slave, resorting to a cruel secret art just to stay alive. Medicinal blood dripped from the slave's scarred chest into a jade bowl on the ground. He seemed to be in such agony that he could not stop convulsing. His disheveled hair hid his handsome face. Only his eyes, filled with pain and endurance, met Cui Xueying's in silent anguish. * Second Miss Cui Xueying was unruly, vicious, crude, and an inveterate liar, forever tricking people. Ever since Cui Xueying returned to the family estate, Cui Wanrong never stopped saying these things. She coldly lashed the man with her whip, urging him to produce more medicinal blood. She needed to recover quickly so she could contend with her venomous younger sister. Ying Qi lowered his eyes in silence and endured the familiar pain. He had never imagined he would have anything more to do with Second Miss Cui Until one day, the tightly shut door suddenly swung open before his eyes. The long-awaited sunlight was blinding. A radiant young woman, as lovely as a hibiscus, walked gracefully up to him and bent down. As he looked at her in fear and unease, she smiled and told him, “My sister is dead.” “From now on, you're mine.” Theme: There will always be someone who treats you with kindness