Marriage
When the Alpha Husband Lost His Memory
It was the fourth year of my marriage to my rival Alpha.
He had been in a car accident and lost his memory, with his recollections stopping right before our wedding.
When he saw my wedding ring, his voice was laced with ridicule.
“Who was unlucky enough to marry you?”
When the Fireworks Fade
My husband, Xiao Ji, is the realm’s celebrated Grand Chancellor.
My elder sister, the Empress Dowager, commands the inner palace.
For years, they have put each other—and the empire—before me.
When they cancel the birthday fireworks I have long awaited, I finally stop asking to be chosen.
I leave the capital with a divorce agreement and build the life I always wanted as a physician in Jiangnan.
Only after I am gone do they realize that devotion cannot excuse neglect.
But regret may have come too late, because I have no intention of returning to the game that broke me.
Why Does Lord Li Have Two Faces?
In my dreams, I kept giving myself over to wild passion with a man.
One day, I finally saw his face.
It was Li Jici, the icy Chief Justice of the Court of Judicial Review, a man said to have no interest in women.
When my brother is falsely accused, Li Jici mocks me for begging him for help—yet that very night, the man in my dreams is more passionate than ever.
Only after a drunken guest reveals the peach-shaped birthmark on Li Jici’s chest do I realize the truth: the beautiful dreams we have shared belong to both of us.
Wife Sacrifice
I’m a washed-up, eighteenth-tier starlet who spent three years playing the submissive role just to marry into the Jiang Family, the wealthiest clan in the Beijing circle.
My three-hundred-million-yuan ‘wedding of the century’ to Jiang Yuan, the family’s only son, instantly shot to the top of the trending searches.
However, a big shot from the metaphysics circle claimed I had the face of a concubine.
The livestream chat exploded immediately:
“That’s hilarious. It’s the year 3202-who still becomes a concubine?”
“Is it possible they don’t mean a concubine, but a mistress?”
My expression darkened. I joined the livestream and pulled out my marriage certificate for everyone to see.
To my surprise, the master simply said:
“Among the living, you are indeed the primary wife.
“But if we’re counting the dead… well, that’s a different story.”
Wild Bees
The day my childhood sweetheart and I had our worst fight,
he slapped me for the sake of the young woman he loved.
And I, in a fit of rage, broke three of his ribs.
He screamed that he wanted a divorce, but I refused.
I thought we would keep dragging each other down like this until the day we died.
But reality proved me wrong far too quickly.
Three months later, I fell head over heels for a sweet, innocent younger guy.
He kept chasing me for an official title.
So I had no choice but to pull that familiar number out of my blacklist.
When the call connected, the young woman’s playful voice came from the other end.
“Su Yi, you’re too late. Even if you crawl over like a dog and beg for forgiveness now, Ah Xu won’t spare you a second glance.”
Faced with her provocation, I only said calmly, “Tell Zhou Xu I want a divorce.”
The next second, the phone on the other end seemed to be snatched away. A burst of rustling static followed before Zhou Xu’s voice finally came through, trembling despite his best efforts to restrain it.
He said, “Su Yi, don’t you dare.”
Xihua and Dongye
I won my husband, Yang Dongye, with thirty wontons.
His family had fallen on hard times, and I was a notorious old maid: plain, fiery-tempered, and perfectly capable of keeping a household standing.
He wanted someone capable; I wanted someone young and handsome.
After several happy years, his family was exonerated—and his former fiancée came running from the capital.
Yunfu Comes Like a Dream
When I was on the verge of death, Cheng An borrowed one tael of silver and bought me to be his wife.
He was so poor he could barely feed himself, yet he bought medicine on credit and saved my life.
Later, I told him, “If you don’t despise me for having once served as another man’s concubine, I am willing to spend the rest of my life with you.”
Cheng An nodded firmly. “Then it’s settled. A lifetime.”