wen_lin

An independent career woman in the 21st century is suddenly drowned in a yacht accident and transmigrates to the fictional Yuan An dynasty, finding herself in the body of an unloved concubine!

How can a proud, can-do career woman, who has traveled the world and dabbled in everything she can find her hands on agree to sit obediently in the palace, passing her days as a flower vase?

Join Ling Yue as she creates havoc in Yuan An!

Notes: Events in the storyline may be influenced by historical events/relations and are in no way meant to admonish any groups! Since this novel is set in ancient times, the society and expectations back then is much different from what we are used to in the 21st century.

Cover: Zhaojun Departs the Frontier by dinglaura (please support her on Deviantart!)

A Long Night with Empress Yue

I sat in Lu Qing Yu's office calmly, waving my letter. "What's this?" he asked. It had been about 3 months since we came back to the capital. My tropical crops had gone out and dominated the market, Mariposa was taking off, Solitaire's new workers were rapidly fulfilling the contracts. I was busier than ever, but I had to find time to talk to him. "It's a divorce letter." I said, passing it to him. 


His eyes bulged. Accepting the letter, he opened it. "Ling Yue, when have I treated you badly? Why do you want a divorce? You're thriving in the palace." he said. "Wrong. I'm thriving in business while helping the nation when needed." I said. "So? Do you know what a divorce means? Although Yuan An is a very open society, divorced women are still prejudiced and have difficulty remarrying." he said. "I don't think I would have difficulty remarrying." I said. 


"That's true, but what about your business? Will people still patronize you?" "They would. If they don't, I have enough to live on the rest of my life." I said. "Let's talk about it. What are you unhappy about?" he asked after a brief pause, holding his head. 


"Lu Qing Yu, do you have feelings for me?" I asked frankly. "Well... I do... but..." "But what? Why haven't you made any moves or consummated our marriage? We even slept in the same bed for 1.5 years in the North West. Lu Qing Yu, I'm not getting any younger. I've been married to you over 5 years. If you don't want me, I want a chance to find happiness elsewhere." I said. 


Lu Qing Yu reddened, caught unaware. "None of the concubines in the harem are getting any younger either." I added. "Well... there was always work, and I never got around to it..." he said. "And where would you go? Would anyone dare to marry the Emperor's divorced wife?" he asked. 


I laughed. "Lu Qing Yu, you forget I'm multilingual. I'm a valuable commodity wherever I go. Who says I have to stay in Yuan An? I could go to Novgorod. I could even go to Angles or to He." I said.  


"Give me a few days to think about it. Leave me." he said. 


Satisfied with the "negotiation", I left.


I Want a Divorce!