Pregnancy
Send Me a Flower in the Spring Breeze
I followed an underworld Big Brother for six years.
But on my birthday, he brought home a girl.
He was covered in blood, and the pretty, delicate girl was hiding in his arms.
From then on, the man who had indulged my every whim never looked at me again.
Everyone thought I loved Xu Chang but could never have him, and that I was heartbroken beyond words.
I only smiled and toyed with the watch on my wrist.
I was an undercover police officer planted inside Huaxi’s largest criminal gang.
I’d stayed by his side all these years for one reason: to treat him to a taste of prison food. So how could I possibly… fall in love with him?
Soft Jade
I ran a wonton stall and raised a young master who had fallen on hard times.
But young masters do not stay fallen forever.
He was a wealthy family’s son, born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Sooner or later, he would return to the heavens and become a star.
I had grown up begging for scraps from swill buckets. No matter how you looked at it, I was mud beneath his feet.
Song Yuan
In the tenth year after I married Pei Yan, he made my legitimate elder sister his empress.
Then he ordered me to feed a gu with my own body to cure her poison.
“Yuanyuan, it is only a Forget-Sorrow Gu. Wouldn’t it be nice to forget all your worries?”
It did sound nice.
So, right in front of him, I swallowed that Forget-Sorrow Gu. Just as he wished, I began to “forget sorrow.”
I forgot how he had demoted me from wife to concubine.
I forgot the bowl of abortifacient medicine he had bestowed upon me.
I forgot that I had once loved him more than life itself.
Later, bewildered, I asked my maid,
“His Majesty is so strange.
“I smiled at him, didn’t I? So why was he still crying?”
Soothing the Emperor’s Heart
After Pei Xingzhi had Li Pin beaten to death with rods for the sake of the Noble Consort,
I was ill for three months.
When I recovered, it was as if I had become a different person.
I no longer racked my brains to win his favor, no longer grew jealous over which concubine’s palace he would dine in that day. I became cautious, careful, and obedient to the rules.
When Pei Xingzhi summoned me again to attend his bed,
word came from Changchun Palace that the Noble Consort was having a nightmare and wanted him to keep her company.
In the moment of hesitation before he could decide, I had already fetched his cloak for him and fastened it in place, speaking softly:
“The roads are slippery in the snow, Your Majesty. Please watch your step.”
Pei Xingzhi suddenly seized my hand, his voice slightly hoarse. “You’re not going to ask me to stay?”
I smiled gently. “I would not dare sway Your Majesty’s will.”
After all, every time I tried to keep him before,
he had never stayed.
The Abandoned Husband
My sister-in-law is the famed Rouge Tiger of Linan.
With a powdered face and thunderous methods, she keeps my brother so obedient he doesn’t dare take a concubine.
All the men of Linan laugh at him for being henpecked.
One day, my brother brought home a shy young woman named Yaoniang.
With a trembling voice, he stood protectively in front of her and said to my sister-in-law:
“Yaoniang and I have already been intimate. Whether you approve or not, I will make her my concubine today.”
My sister-in-law did not pick up the rolling pin again.
She only smiled and said, “Very well – I’ll let you have her.”
The Consort Doesn’t Want to Fall in Love
The Noble Consort was the most clearheaded woman I had ever met.
Even though His Majesty showered her with endless, singular favor, she always guarded her heart and refused to give it away.
I thought that if things went on like this, she would eventually be moved by His Majesty and meet him with sincerity in return.
Unfortunately, I never got to see that day.
Because His Majesty found someone else to cherish. He came to the Noble Consort for advice, asking her to help him win over the young woman he adored.
He said, “I have never liked a girl this much before. What do you think of me marrying her and making her Empress?”
The Coward Who Married a Monster
Gu Lin is a notoriously timid player who survives the Infinite Horror Game only by hiding behind her powerful boyfriend, Li Jingchi.
When a harmless slogan mutates into a world rule and hurls her into an SSS-rank wedding instance, she wakes beside a charred, many-armed entity that insists she is its wife.
To escape, Gu Lin must decode the rules, confront the man who sacrificed her, and decide whether the monster she fears is truly more dangerous than the humans she once trusted.
The Empress Is Pregnant
I am the Empress.
The Emperor wished to take my maid as a concubine, claiming that any child she bore would be recorded under my name.
Later, the imperial physician informed me that I had been pregnant for a month.
I said to the Emperor, “In consideration of your many years without an heir, I shall have this child recorded under your name.”
The Femme Fatale
I was abducted as a child, but because I had fair skin and a pretty face,
I was carefully trained into a temptress made to ensnare wealthy young masters.
That night, in the most extravagant luxury suite in Macau,
Zhao Rongzheng lay there, languid and sated, his gaze falling on me as I wept like a flower in the rain.
“Stop crying. I’ll pay off your brother’s debt for him. From now on, you stay with me.”
I took the money, coaxed him with sweet words, and then vanished without a trace.
Five years later, news that the Seventh Young Master of the Zhao Family was divorcing his wife to marry a widow shook all of Hong Kong.
Zhao Rongzheng, now the man in power over the Zhao Family, personally stepped forward to handle this sordid scandal.
Seated high above me, he looked down at my meek, submissive, pitifully vulnerable appearance.
“What is it? Does every man in the Zhao Family have to fall into your hands at least once?”
The Good Concubine
During the years I spent as a concubine in Changning Marquis Manor, I humbled myself in every possible way to win Marquis Shen’s favor, stooping low and fawning over him without shame. In the end, he still gave me away as easily as one might hand off an object.
And yet, one day, his eyes would redden as he murmured by my ear, “Shiyi Niang, I miss you so much I’m going mad.”
Hah. Men.