A Long Song of Scars

[Two Powerful Leads] [Love and Hate] [Fated Showdown] [From Slave to Subject, Then Captive of the Heart]

On a snowy night years ago, during a palace coup, I picked him up as spoils of war from a mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

Later, in the grand palace hall, I became his prisoner, a golden chain locked around my neck.

Princess Yan Ling of Pingyang was reborn on the eve of the enemy general Xiao Jin crushing her kingdom.

In this life, she struck first. She brought him, still a hostage, back to her estate, gave him a name and taught him martial arts, yet trampled him into the dirt and treated him like the lowest of slaves. Looking down at him, she brushed the brand on his neck. “Xiao Jin, you will always be my dog.” He knelt and kissed the hem of her skirt. “As you command, my lady.”

Until the day a raging fire engulfed the princess's estate and he escaped in the chaos. When he returned in armor, having shattered his shackles, the former servant had become a general of an enemy nation. A hundred thousand cavalry broke through the border defenses she guarded.

Atop the nine-tiered palace, he raised her chin with bloodstained fingertips. “Your Highness, wasn't I your dog? Why can't you even bring yourself to look at me?” She gave a bitter laugh. “Kill me or dismember me as you please. If this princess so much as furrows her brow, then I am no descendant of the Yan clan!”

Instead, he bent down and fastened a cold golden chain around her wrist. “All I want is for Your Highness to live, ” “Live to watch me break your pride and destroy your kingdom!”

[Reading Guide] 1. Two unhinged leads locked in a love-hate relationship: a ruthless princess and a mad-dog general. 2. Early on, the heroine is stronger and the hero weaker (an illusion); later, both are strong (the truth). 3. Their romance is an intense push and pull. Whoever falls first loses.

It turned out that from the moment they first met on that snowy night,

the game between hunter and prey had already begun to turn in an endless cycle.

A new novel of mine is now available: Only You Are My Way Home [Entertainment Industry]:

Jiang Chi had a secret.

A well-known screenwriter, she had once taken on a student by chance online. But as she spent day after day with her young pupil, she gradually developed feelings for him.

When she confessed, he rejected her outright, saying, “We're only teacher and student.” He refused to even reveal his real name. Heartbroken, Jiang Chi eventually blocked him.

Later, she wrote her young pupil into a screenplay. Its male lead was cold and heartless, while the heroine boldly entered the entertainment industry for love.

When Zhou Shixu read the screenplay, his hands trembled. He knew the coldhearted male lead was himself, but he could no longer worry about concealing his identity.

After a long separation, they met again in a pitch-black hotel room.

The sudden darkness sent Jiang Chi into a panic.

The man before her gave a cold laugh. “You've had all afternoon and evening to think it over. You still haven't figured it out?”

He exposed her without mercy. “You dared to invite a strange man over. Didn't you prepare for what might happen?”

Jiang Chi trembled all over, but a shameful spark of hope flickered in her heart. “Are you Zhou Shixu?”

He took her to register their marriage, and everything fell into place. Yet to Jiang Chi, it all felt like a dream.

Everything in her book had come true.

Zhou Shixu had a dream.

Though everyone agreed he was a top-tier star, he wanted to shed the label of a mere idol. He wanted to write a screenplay he could be proud of, then direct and star in it himself.

He became a student of the renowned screenwriter Jiang Chi under a secret identity.

But he discovered that although Jiang Chi worked in the industry, she barely participated in its social scene and had practically turned herself into an old-fashioned relic.

So Zhou Shixu put on a secret identity and finally got to be himself in front of Jiang Chi.

Theme: Those who love each other will find their way to one another, while those without love are bound to move on.