Drama
Golden Cage Shines on Mountains and Rivers
I was meant to marry the Emperor of Great Liang, but a decree for a political marriage sent me to Northern Yan instead.
On our wedding night, I mixed blood from the tip of my tongue into the wedding wine, intending to poison the tyrannical prince.
Yet, he drained the poisoned cup for me and said with a smile, “Don’t be in such a hurry. The heads of every official in this court-I will cut them off for you, one by one.”
After My Lover Changed His Heart, I Jumped Off the Building
After my husband cheated on me, I jumped. I threw myself off the twenty-eighth floor.
The wind howled past my ears as I closed my eyes. I had already done the math. Each floor in our complex was three meters high, making the twenty-eighth floor eighty-one meters up. From the moment I leaped until I hit the ground, I would have roughly four seconds.
Minutes earlier, my final conversation with Bai Yan had ended in disaster. I had screamed and ranted hysterically; I had begged and pleaded like a dog wagging its tail for scraps; I had even cursed him with the most vicious words and venomous language in existence. By the final moment, both of us were utterly drained. I sat on the edge of the balcony with my eyes rimmed red and my legs dangling in the air, asking him weakly, “Are you really set on this divorce?”
He looked at me calmly. The first time I had threatened suicide, he had been frantic with panic, but now his face held nothing but exhaustion. He asked me, “Are you quite finished making a scene?”
I said quietly, “If you leave today, I’m jumping.”
He gave me one long, deep look before turning to walk away. The door slammed shut with a deafening bang, and then I heard the sound of him waiting for the elevator.
After Fifteen Years of Marriage, My Husband Wants a Divorce
Fifteen years after getting married,
My husband suddenly wanted a divorce.
He said women over twenty-five are basically sixty-five.
I’m already thirty-eight. He said I’ve got one foot in the grave.
I was heartbroken.
Every time I thought about a future filled with money but no husband, sadness nearly suffocated me.
My husband found me annoying. He yelled at me.
“Would you seriously die without a man?”
I nodded. “I would.”
“Then just go die.”
I was miserable. I grabbed the 1.5 billion yuan I got in the divorce and ran out, crying.
I didn’t want to die, but I am a traditional woman at heart.
And a traditional woman simply can’t live without a man!
So, clutching all that money, I set out to find a new man.
But now my husband wasn’t happy about that either.
Moth to the Flame
Three months after marrying into the Marquis Manor, I became pregnant.
A maid brought me a bowl of medicinal soup, claiming it was a gift from the Empress Dowager to help stabilize my pregnancy.
I took the bowl but didn’t dare to drink it.
In my previous life, not long after I drank it, I fell into a coma.
When I finally woke, I was trapped in a sea of flames, and both mother and child perished.
At that moment, the maid urged me, “Please drink it quickly, Madam. Refusing a gift from the Empress Dowager is a punishable offense.”
Love Across Time
The day before my engagement to Zhou Yanchen, the Crown Prince of the Jing Circle, my sister was reborn.
She cried and begged our Parents to call off the engagement.
Just as I was about to ask what was going on, a Danmaku suddenly flashed before my eyes:
[Wait, why did the Female Lead get reborn? Author, come out and explain, is this right?]
[This is supposed to be a Yandere forced love story where she runs and he chases! If the Female Lead doesn’t marry him, what am I supposed to read?]
[Calm down, everyone upstairs. Actually, having a second chance isn’t so bad. The Female Lead loves her freedom. Imagine a life where you can only eat ingredients flown in by air, only wear custom-made clothes, and even the brands of daily necessities are controlled by the Male Lead. From then on, there would never be another peaceful, carefree day. She doesn’t want that!]
My eyes lit up, and I volunteered on the spot.
I’m willing! I’m willing!
Spring Comes Every Day
I was born in Qingshi Town, the daughter of a respectable family who ran a rice shop.
Later, I ended up living under someone else’s roof at the Censor’s Mansion, serving as a maid.
The Second Young Master wanted to take me as his concubine, but I said that Colonel Chao from Kaizhou was my Brother-in-law. They did not believe me.
It was not until the mansion hosted a banquet for guests that Lord Chao, the former bandit chief, accidentally crushed the wine cup in his hand and smiled at Zhang Censor, saying, “I hear your Second Young Master wishes to take my wife’s younger sister as a concubine?”
My Wife Doesn’t Want Me Anymore
My wife suddenly wanted to check my phone.
I wasn’t nervous at all.
Until she sent a message in the Brothers Group.
“Guys, guess which girl I’m with right now?”
Whoops, I’m Richer Than You All
On the night of my birthday, my boyfriend said he had to work overtime.
But his childhood sweetheart just posted a selfie on her WeChat Moments, holding his arm, with the caption: “No matter when, my brother will drop everything to come find me, hehe.”
My eyes burned and I couldn’t help but comment:
“What the hell are you giggling about?”
Stars Without End
I chased after He Chenyi for six years, coming whenever he called, leaving whenever he waved me away.
While he was holding another woman and drinking a wedding toast, I was diagnosed with Leukemia at the hospital, with only three months left to live.
Later, he knelt by my hospital bed, crying and begging me to accept a bone marrow transplant.
How ridiculous. I never even wanted to live.
Little One
My sister was beautiful and brilliant, always effortlessly winning people over.
Compared to her, my plain self was like a timid little mouse.
My parents used to say, “How can you even compare yourself to your sister?”
My childhood friend said, “Jiajia and you don’t look like sisters.”
I asked him, “Then what do we look like instead?”
Sniffling, he replied:
“Like a princess and her maid.”
That was until I met Cen Yi.
My parents were clinging to my sister, introducing her to his family and boasting about how exceptional their daughter was.
I stood off to the side, stealing glances at the cookies on the table.
But he bypassed everyone else and pulled me into a tight embrace.
“Mine,”
he said.