May You Pick Plenty

Red beans grow in the southern lands; when spring comes, how many branches will bloom? I hope you’ll gather plenty, for these are the things that stir longing. “A man picked a few red beans. The woman dressed in white smiled sweetly and said, ‘She planted them as a token of longing.’ Tears shimmered in the man’s eyes. Choking up, he said, ‘That’s right. She once told me, “I hope you’ll gather plenty.” I came, just as I promised…’” I became a little maid, yet somehow got picked to be a wife. All right, all right, with such a handsome man, I should be able to rest easy now. But why has someone suddenly appeared inside my body? And why have they caused such a mess? How am I supposed to clean it all up? I’ll slowly repay the debts I owe. But how do I repay a debt of love? Never mind. I’ll roll up my sleeves. Let’s see how this young woman makes her way in the world! Many thanks to Midnight Dance, author of Online Game: Three Kingdoms’ Beauties, for making my cover Note: I’m very grateful to everyone who continues to support this book. But my new book needs recommendation votes and bookshelf adds to climb the rankings, so if you were planning to vote for this one, please head over and vote for my new book, The Concubine’s Treasure Guide. I can’t thank you enough!