Romance
Late to Love
After sacrificing a kidney for the family that never loved her, Song Zhiwei wakes up at seventeen on the day Zhou Jiashu offers her a cruelly false confession.
Newly able to hear other people’s thoughts, she rejects the boy who betrayed her and refuses to become medicine for her ailing half sister again.
As Zhiwei fights to reclaim her future, she discovers that Cheng Chi–the notorious silver-haired school tyrant–is the one person whose fierce devotion has always been real.
Spring Tidings from Chang’an
I had the sharpest tongue in all of Chang’an.
It was so vicious that I was still unmarried at twenty.
When the dauntless Zhao family finally came to propose, I resolved to mend my ways, retire my lethal mouth, and become a quiet, lovely bride.
On our wedding night, my husband – famed for being as gentle and refined as jade – lifted my veil and rubbed his hands together in excitement.
“I hear that when my lady curses someone out, they have to rewrite their entire family tree before dawn?”
I hurried to reassure him. “Don’t worry, Husband. I’ve turned over a new leaf.”
Zhao Yuanxiu waved both hands, so anxious that he began to stammer.
“No, no, no.”
“From now on, my lady, please be even more ruthless. Spare no one.”
Me: What?
A Play Beyond the Clouds
My celebrated fiancé casts me aside for the brilliant female thief who became his partner in solving the capital’s most sensational cases.
Branded a discarded woman, I am forced by imperial decree to marry Li Fu, an unlettered general whose rough manners could not be further from the refined husband I once imagined.
Yet beneath his beard and battle scars lies a loyalty steadier than any storybook romance, while I discover that managing a difficult household may demand more courage than grieving a broken engagement.
When the applause fades and ordinary life begins, both Gu Huaichuan and I learn which kind of love can truly survive beyond the stage.
Half a Life of Misplaced Love
After my divorce, I married the woman I had cheated with.
She was gentle and considerate, the kind of woman who always knew how to make me feel valued.
Her only drawback was that she came with a son.
But that was all right.
I had promised to love her, and I would love her child too.
As for my ex-wife, apart from the three thousand yuan I sent in child support every month, we had nothing more to do with each other.
Until the day I saw a hanging chair at a friend’s house—a chair that had once belonged to me.
Palace Cats and Their Many Affairs
My imperial sister’s tomcat set his sights on my female cat and was rejected.
My mother consort ordered me to apologize, so I did.
The tom still refused to give up, and my cat’s other suitors beat him up.
Then Mother Consort told me to kill my “femme-fatale cat” to appease my sister…
This time, I refused.
“Think about who she is and where you stand,” Mother Consort advised.
Understanding dawned on me. “Oh. It’s because my mother is a coward.”
My mother might be a coward, but I was not.
Neither was my cat—she was, in fact, the greatest feline beauty in the entire imperial harem.
Spring Fills the Southern Tower
Ever since I was little, I had refused to let anyone get the better of me.
When my elder brother gave my sister perfume from across the seas, I cried until I got some too.
When Mother hired a palace matron to teach my sister court etiquette, I threw a tantrum until I was allowed to learn beside her.
When it came time to arrange our marriages, the family chose the finest husband imaginable for my sister.
Then came my turn.
“There is only one Crown Prince in the realm,” they told me.
“His full brother is imperial blood as well. You can marry him.”
In my last life, I refused to accept that.
Why should I settle when the two princes were born of the same mother?
So I devoted myself to serving the Empress and winning her favor.
At last, I got my wish and became Crown Princess.
But Pei Jin despised my competitive nature.
The moment he ascended the throne, he made my elder sister his empress instead and sneered at me.
“Why struggle for something fate never meant you to have?”
When I was reborn in the year of my coming-of-age ceremony, I stopped fighting.
“Prince Rui is a fine match too. Thank you for arranging it, Mother.”
I Approached the Crown Prince to Kill Him
I got close to the Crown Prince so I could kill him.
I confessed everything in a dark, dank dungeon.
When the Abused Heroine Took the Male Lead’s Script
My mother’s new husband’s son called me a gold-digging freeloader, said my mother had seduced his father, and declared us both shameless sluts.
I cornered him against the wall and attacked his lips with my tongue.
“That’s right! My mom seduced your dad, and now I want to seduce you!”
The school heartthrob claimed I had a crush on him, mocked me for dreaming above my station, then photocopied my secret diary and scattered the pages all over campus.
I pasted his face over a photo of the hottest host at a male revue, then grabbed his ass in front of the entire school.
“Are you jealous because I didn’t book you last weekend?”
When my homeroom teacher said I was a troublemaker and threatened to punish me, I tied him up instead.
“When a student misbehaves, her teacher is to blame—so please accept your punishment, sir!”
A Blackhearted Yandere’s Revenge
Disfigured by Zhao Ruo and abandoned by every adult who should have protected her, Shen Ting spends years remaking herself as the irresistible Shen Man.
With the bully’s childhood sweetheart falling into her carefully laid trap, she strips the Zhao family of its power one secret at a time—and reserves her cruelest punishment for last.
For a Thousand Years, Flowers in Our Hair
Gu Yuqing is the daughter of a fallen general and the most unlikely court historian in Great Chu: a woman who can fight an army but can barely read.
When a modern woman awakens in the body of Empress Pei Lingyi, the two of them turn Yuqing’s brutally honest records into a weapon against corrupt ministers, unfaithful men, and a kingdom built to erase women.
As reforms spread and the Chancellor moves to seize the throne, Yuqing must return to the battlefield while Lingyi risks being erased from history altogether.
Between broken brushes, unfinished chronicles, and birthday cakes from another world, two women fight to write their names—and their love—into the future.