Baoyu and Daiyu

In the capital, who knows how many noblewomen envy Bao Dai for becoming Chancellor Lin's concubine? Behind her back, they whisper that she must have used some underhanded trick.

After all, Chancellor Lin is not only the youngest chancellor in the history of Great Jin, but also the emperor's trusted confidant and the head of the great houses. He is handsome and refined, radiant as a deity, and keeps himself pure, never approaching women.

Even when the famous courtesan offered him flowers, noblewomen engineered countless chance encounters, and a princess offered to marry him, he barely spared them a glance. Yet he took Bao Dai, a woman from a humble family, as his concubine, and made an exception by letting her bear his first child. It has made countless people jealous.

But what they don't know is that she was once an honorable man's wife.

Nor is she called Concubine Bao. She has a name: Bao Dai.

The Dai in her name is the same as in the verse, "One glance, and a hundred charms are born; all the beauties in the six palaces pale."

Lin Zhiwei has set his sights on a woman, a country wife from humble origins.

At first, he had no interest in her, not until he accidentally saw her in bed with her husband.

Through a half-closed door, he saw the woman, who should have been cool as snow, with flushed cheeks, red lips, and eyes hazy with desire, calling to her husband in a soft, seductive voice. For some reason, an impulse rose within him.

He wants to have her, even though she is already married and deeply devoted to her husband.

My new novel is now underway: The Female Tutor.

Blurb: Xie Guan never imagined that one day he would spend his days and nights coveting a country woman, a rigid and uninteresting person who treats him with cold detachment.

A gentleman does not take what another loves, let alone another man's wife.

Someone else might have given up, but in his life he has rarely wanted anything. Wen Yan is one of the things he cannot have.

He knows she and her husband are in perfect harmony, but so what if they share a loving marriage?

If he wants her, then she must be plucked from the branch and kept close, where he can breathe in her scent day and night.

At first, Xie Guan wanted to leave her alone. But she kept trespassing into his life and disrupting the self-control he was so proud of.

Xie Guan lowers his head and looks down at the pitiful woman borrowing money from him just to save her husband.

Even though she's here to borrow money, she holds her head high, possessing the dignity of a scholar-official. It's hard not to think of the green bamboo in his courtyard.

He wants, all the more cruelly, to break her pride, arrogance, and self-respect bit by bit, and grind them to dust.

He wants to see her eyes reddened with tears, her slender body prostrate on the ground, begging him.

His lips curl like a beast baring its sharp fangs. "Do you want money, Madam? Trade yourself for it."

Theme: Never give up on yourself