" The Young Emperor Next Door " is a modern romance novel written by the author, Mu Gui Chen. The general plot of this novel is: Dusky Rain Xiaoxiao felt that according to the fairy tale, she was the legendary Cinderella! Until she met the heir of the Feng Corporation, Young Master Feng, the words 'Cinderella' became more and more obvious! Every time someone pointed at her and called her a poor Cinderella, Young Master Feng would always appear in front of her and say proudly to the person who was scolding her," I, Feng Zhenghan, am indeed a prince!" Every time Dusky Rain heard the narcissistic Young Master Feng say this, she had the urge to smack his head! It wasn't until she heard his last sentence that she started laughing! Feng Zhenghan: " I, Feng Zhenghan, can indeed be called a prince, but Sunset Rain is not Cinderella. She is my queen…my only queen." ---------------------------- Yi Zheng Sheng was a modern romance novel written by the author, Feng Ning and Xue Wu. The general plot of this novel was: Who promised to be young, who left a memorable memory, who envied the beauty, who wrote a song of sorrow and joy, who separated from the north, who held hands with whom, who shared the same age, and who was the one who lived the rest of his life? So that was really the case. Meeting you was the best luck I had in this bad year. ---------------------------- Traces of the Wind was a modern romance novel written by the author, Mundy. The general plot of the novel was: After the rock singer Yue Feng and the painter girl Xiao Wen met for the first time, they accidentally touched the resonance of their souls, but they forgot her after an accident. After being tricked into a foreign country, Yue Feng escaped from death. Not only did he have to find his soul mate, but he also had to go north together to chase his dream… ---------------------------- " Xiang Feng and Yuan Wan " was an ancient romance novel written by the author Qing Jingkong. The general plot of this novel was: She was originally the carefree little daughter of the family, but she had inadvertently been involved in a huge conspiracy. She thought that it was a heaven-sent match for a lifetime, but she did not know that all of this was just a meticulous arrangement. At the end of the story, he didn't know whether he was a spectator or a guest in the play... " So that encounter wasn't the beginning of a bright light, but the result of weighing the pros and cons." No one knew what they had lost and what they had gained. "Little Qiu 'er, why do you think the young master in the play used a paper kite to pledge his love?" "I probably hope to hold onto my sweetheart like a paper kite holding onto the wind…" "Why did the paper kite fall…" "Perhaps…the wind met too late." ---------------------------- The book " Wind and Snow " was a short story written by the author, Lu Shang. The general plot of this novel was: The endless snow was like a wave of disappointment. ---------------------------- " Ode to Snow on Rivers and Mountains " was an ancient romance novel written by the author, Hua Ningmo. The general plot of this novel was: That night, the snow that filled the sky and the red plums that covered the mountain turned into fluttering catkins that covered the streets of Huang An. They rose and scattered with the wind. She was dressed in military attire, the world's rivers and mountains, love and hate entanglements…From being controlled by fate to being the master of fate, a general's achievements would cause thousands of bones to wither, and thousands of people would hate her. What kind of ending would await her in the end? ---------------------------- " The Wind Is Near Late, My Long-cherished Wish " was an ancient romance novel written by Shu Que. The general plot of this novel was: She was the eldest princess who had married for the country. She was beautiful and proud. He was the Second Prince who was praised by everyone for his resourcefulness and ruthlessness. [1] When she reached adulthood, she became a monarch's wife, and she fought for jealousy in vain. Red plum blossoms fell in the rain, white snow covered the ground. A sentence of missing you was better than thousands of apologies. < 2 >" Success or failure, I'm willing to have you by my side." What he wanted was what she wanted. " The rest of your life is long. I will walk the rest of the road for you." It was another year of white snow on the vermilion walls, and her eyes were filled with plum blossoms. ---------------------------- " The Lost Clouds " was a mystery detective novel written by the author, Floating Snow Sword. The general plot of the novel was: The past was like the wind, stirring up the dust of the past and the confusion of the future. ---------------------------- " The East Wind's Intuition " was an ancient romance novel written by the author, Flowing Fire Flying Snow. The general plot of this novel was: The high and mighty Young Miss had been exterminated, but she was fortunate enough to return. Did he hate her or did he love her? He had spent so much effort just to protect the Fu family. He had originally intended to live as long as the heavens and leave behind a reputation for thousands of generations. However, her intrusion had disrupted his life. She met a young man who was half a city in wind and rain, half a city in snow. The scenery of her life was glorious because of him. When she had been annihilated because of him, she had tried everything she could to make her ashes disappear. When she had to start over, she had used all her strength and only hoped that her achievements would be complete. ---------------------------- The book " Snow Floating Clouds " was an ancient romance novel written by the author, Qingjiu Liangmeng. The general plot of this novel was: One was a general who had fought on the battlefield, one was a favorite of a powerful minister, one was a concubine with an unknown identity, and the other was a good girl who had lived in a boudoir for a long time. They were elegant and carefree, and their intentions were clear. It was only a moment before they became friends or enemies. Feelings were insignificant in troubled times, but sometimes they could change everything.