Seeking Flowers in the Mist

My next historical romance series novel, Lan Lan, is listed at the bottom. Please add it to your collection!

Blurb: A cool-headed, self-possessed prodigy sword cultivator x a lovesick younger sect heir.

Fang Lilu was expelled from her sect.

For five years, she stayed comfortably at home, eating and drinking, listening to little tunes, and living a very easy life. Who could have guessed that her senior fellow disciple, the sect leader, would die under mysterious circumstances? The fatal Golden Mark Sword Technique could only have been performed by her.

Because of this, Dongshan Sect, the foremost sect of the immortal world, actually sent its young heir to bring her back to face her crimes.

With a tight net closing around her, Fang Lilu racked her brains for a way out.

They say the most dangerous place is the safest. Fang Lilu made some inquiries. Young Master Lin was not only handsome, but also kind and reasonable, and firmly believed she had been framed.

Just listen to that. What an innocent person.

Did he not know that five years ago, her master and martial uncle both died by her hand?

Fang Lilu was secretly delighted, sure he would be easy to fool.

After spending a few days together, she realized he wasn't just easy to fool. He was far too easy to fool!

Feeling relieved and smug, Fang Lilu let her guard down, until someone set them up and stranded them in the mysterious waters of Lingnan.

When she woke, she was lying in Young Master Lin's arms, with a dazzlingly red wedding quilt over her.

Before she could figure out what was going on, someone lifted her onto his lap.

Fang Lilu: "Y-you... Could it be that you've always... felt..."

Young Master Lin sounded aggrieved. "You were the one who made the first move... eight years ago..."

Lin Wuxing had been frail and sickly since childhood, and was extremely sensitive to the cold.

When he was thirteen, he met a girl. On a chilly autumn day, she barged into his room and, without a second thought, wrapped his hands in hers to warm them. From then on, he remembered her warmth.

He couldn't help wanting to get closer to her, closer and closer.

But when they met again, she no longer remembered him. It didn't matter. He would treat her gently, tempt her, and patiently win her over.

############Upcoming historical romance in my author column: Lan Lan

When the provincial exam results were posted, Ming Xuelan took first place on the list.

In those days, people would snatch up successful candidates as sons-in-law at the notice board. Flowers and embroidered handkerchiefs nearly buried him.

Ming Xuelan struggled through the crowd. "Please make way. My wife is waiting for me at home."

Everyone slapped their thighs in frustration and pounded their fists. "Married so young! What a shame, what a shame."

Soon, everyone in Lingqing City knew that the newly titled Jieyuan and his wife were childhood sweethearts, a perfect match, and a harmonious couple.

Later, Ming Xuelan carried his newborn son as he escorted his wife to her burial. Not long afterward, he married the most exalted princess in the empire.

And later still, his wife, who had been dead for many years, came back.

Theme: An unyielding will endures through the ages.