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“Lu Yixin.” Fang Yongnian finally opened his mouth.

“Here!” Lu Yixin answered crisp and clear.

“I’m thirty-two years old this year.” When Fang Yongnian had no expression, his way of speaking was always slow and dragging, making people unable to guess what he was going to say next.

“Mm…” Lu Yixin had the intuition that Fang Yongnian was about to unleash a big move, so she answered very cautiously.

“When you grow up, I’ll already be almost forty.” Fang Yongnian was still slow and dragging, yet strangely did not leave any gap for Lu Yixin to interrupt, “Forty years old, and still single?”

He countered with a question, then softly snorted: “Little girl, really vicious.”

Lu Yixin: “……”

—

• A story about a little young girl chasing an old man.
• Male lead is 14 years older than the female lead; the male lead’s right leg is amputated below the knee.

Yan Luqing was on the plane, reading a yearly heart-wrenching novel.

In it, the most popular character was not the male and female leads, but the villainous big shot who had been persecuted by countless lunatics—Gu Ci.

In his youth, Gu Ci had been brilliant and dazzling, but after his family declined, he was targeted for revenge by his parents’ enemies. His obsidian-like beautiful eyes were poisoned and blinded, and in the end he was even “hidden away” by a paranoid lunatic goddess who secretly loved him.

After experiencing all this, the youth who was once as clear and bright as wind and moonlight completely blackened.

Who wouldn’t feel distressed for a beautiful, strong, and tragic figure? Yan Luqing also felt distressed, and angrily cursed at that goddess lunatic.

Who would have thought that after a plane crash, she would transmigrate into that female supporting character who was shouted at by everyone and attempted to monopolize Gu Ci.

The timing was exactly the first day of “hiding Ci in the golden house.”

After recalling the pig-dog-worse ending the female supporting character had in the original book, Yan Luqing: …

oh no?

—

The female supporting character’s ending in the original book was well-deserved. Yan Luqing absolutely could not repeat the same mistake.

From the very first day, she gave the big shot good food and drink, raising him well—nominally “hiding Ci,” but in reality worshiping him.

She treated Gu Ci’s eyes, bought whatever he wanted to eat, if he wanted stars she would pluck them for him, if he wanted flowers she would yank them out and make flower crowns for him—the flowers at home were all plucked bald.

Thus two months passed. According to the original plot, it was the day Gu Ci should escape.

Yan Luqing let out a long sigh of relief. Without needing the big shot to act personally, she very proactively and obsequiously opened the front door wide, and said to him: “Congratulations, you’re free now.”

Gu Ci looked at her for quite a while, his beautiful black eyes deep and heavy, then suddenly smiled: “What if I say, I don’t want freedom?”

Yan Luqing: “???”

Where is your business empire? Where is your ambition for revenge? Damn it, the script isn’t supposed to go like this!

【Silly healing girl × Scheming reborn big shot】

Chao Jinsui possessed peerless beauty, was born with a sword bone, could face ten thousand with a single sword, a genius pursued by countless people, and the future Sect Master of the sect.

Yet in the year she crossed the Yuan Ying tribulation, she was struck by a love gu, and in her muddled haze, she dreamed of her own future.

She dreamed that she was nothing more than the sacrificed white moonlight in a storybook.

In the first half of her life, everything went smoothly, cherished by her sect, pursued by countless people.

But after being afflicted with the love gu and forcibly expelling it at the cost of severe injury, it became the turning point of her fate—

She fought a desperate battle against the world-destroying demon for the sake of the righteous path, only to be pierced through the heart by an arrow from the sect she trusted.

After death, overnight she became a traitor, despised by millions, even her divine soul beaten into complete dispersal by her junior brother, the male protagonist.

After her sect fell under her junior brother’s control, he even found a so-called substitute, using the name of mourning the white moonlight to commit every vile deed imaginable.

When she woke from sleep, she had returned to the moment when she was first afflicted by the love gu.

This time, she no longer wished to be a martyr for the Dao.

Looking at the world-destroying demon lord opposite her, the one who had just fought her for three days and three nights, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and thought:

No choice. Within a hundred li there’s no one else… then it’ll have to be this idiot.

Spring nights are short before the sun rises high. The aloof and transcendent sword cultivator tied her robe sash, gifted him her sword, and stated coldly: once every three months. Wait for me to find you.

The supreme lord of ten thousand demons who ruled the demon realm was furious—who knew that after walking two steps away, the sword cultivator would calmly return, grab his collar and kiss him once, then coldly state: to seal your mouth.

The enraged demon lord: o(*////▽////*)q

*

In her previous life, the transmigrated girl lived her entire life as a substitute. Though she was a transmigrator into a book, she lived like a shadow, hating that white moonlight to death. In this life, she seized the initiative, conquered the male protagonist, won his heart, and just when she believed she could replace the white moonlight—

She saw that the white moonlight who had sacrificed herself for the Dao in her previous life had returned, unhurried, and pierced the male protagonist straight through with a single sword.

*

【Mini Scene One】

One day, after hearing that a certain flower house’s male courtesan had an affair with that sword cultivator, the demon lord was furious.

That day, the sword cultivator was invited to a banquet by a friend. It was said that the courtesan at the banquet possessed beauty that could topple cities, so the friend invited him.

What was invited out turned out to be a courtesan nine chi tall, who looked very much like the demon realm’s supreme lord.

Sword cultivator: …..

【Mini Scene Two】

The demon lord had a bad temper and liked to casually throw demons into the Wanmo Pit.

One day, annoyed by the demons constantly advising him, he sent them all flying.

The demon lord sat alone upon the throne, beginning to ponder whom he should kick tomorrow. When footsteps sounded, he impatiently said, “Which suicidal—”

The demon lord raised his head and saw the familiar cold face of that girl. He paused slightly, feeling that saying that to the sword cultivator was not very appropriate, so he tried to soften his tone, gave a light cough, and said,

“Which suicidal wretch.” (calm tone)

Wretch: …?

The multitude of demons who rushed over in extreme urgency to protect their lord: …?

*

Aloof righteous path’s shining light × domineering clingy delicate wife (?) demon lord

【Reading Guide】:

1. The main text leans toward a serious drama style, HE, romance-driven sweet story, not GB.
2. !High-visibility warning! Just wanted to write a female lead with a somewhat different personality. Not labeled as 【strong female lead】, not a Long Aotian-type cool and arrogant protagonist. The CP takes up a large portion; the emotional line is the primary main plot. If it doesn’t suit your taste, feel free to retreat immediately~

The original seven-part horror novel series — “Ancient Mansion Ghosts”, “Swamp Monster”, “Polar Beast”, “Ghost Castle”, “Deep Sea Sinking”, “Mechanical Killing Device”, “Jiangshi Resurrection”.

Because of the heroines who appeared in these stories, in the end… the horror stories all turned into love stories.

【Blurb One】

The Crown Prince died, and the Great Xuan Dynasty’s line was cut off.

The rebel army was at the gates.

To stabilize the situation and uncover the cause of her twin brother’s death, Princess Changfeng Zhao Yan had no choice but to don men’s clothing and play the role of the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, who coughed blood whenever the wind blew.

On the night she entered the Eastern Palace, the Empress repeatedly warned: “Prince Su, as the only non-imperial prince of this dynasty, has long controlled the court, holds military power in his hands, and is full of wolfish ambition—he must not be underestimated!”

Hearing this, Zhao Yan clutched at her vest again and again, treading daily as though on thin ice.

Until one day, Zhao Yan fell into someone’s scheme.
When she woke, everything was in disarray—and that Prince Su, who held sway over the world, was right beside her, hair loose, robes undone, his finely arched eyes both languid and dangerous.

It was over!

Zhao Yan’s mind went completely blank, and she turned and ran.

The next moment, her sash was caught.

Prince Su gave a low laugh, his voice tinged with displeasure: “Running away just like this, isn’t that improper?”

The “little Crown Prince,” black hair scattered, face pale, stammered: “I… I’m going to read memorials.”

“Very well.”

The man leisurely twined her hair around his fingers, his voice husky as he said, “While Your Highness reads memorials, this minister shall read Your Highness.”

【Blurb Two】

The world all said that Prince Su, born rebellious and unruly, had changed his nature—no longer causing trouble or rebelling, but instead becoming obsessed with assisting the Crown Prince.

Not only did he stay overnight in the Eastern Palace daily, but also shared the same couch with the Crown Prince, feet touching as they slept.

Who could have expected that one day, when the truth came out, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace was in fact a woman in disguise, cross-dressing as a man and wreaking havoc upon the court?

The entire court was in uproar, and all speculated that Prince Su would seize this chance to overthrow the throne and usurp it.

Yet unexpectedly, during the court interrogation, Prince Su, clad in a dark-black great cloak, before all the civil and military officials, bent down and lowered his head, reaching out to cover the slender fingertips of the young girl.

“Don’t be afraid. Walk forward.”

His voice, both grim and reliable, sounded faintly: “If anyone dares speak recklessly, I shall kill that person; if the heavens block the way, I shall rebel against this heaven.”

At No. 1 Experimental High School, Tao Zhi, a figure of renown, had long dominated both the area beside the school and the final examination hall.

One day, a rumor spread: Miss Tao, for some unknown reason, had taken a fancy to that legendary academic overlord—the great hope of No. 1 High to defeat Affiliated High—the soon-to-be provincial top scorer in the college entrance examination—Jiang Qihuai.

Tao Zhi investigated from many sides and inquired into what kind of girl the overlord liked. First, she had to be obedient, must listen; second, her studies must be good—basically, anyone under seven hundred points was not worth discussing.

Tao Zhi possessed neither of these, and thus, for love, she began doing Five Three, transformed into a ruthless problem-solving machine, and studied from dawn to dusk for half a month. Then, on the monthly exam, she scored three hundred fifty.

When the results came out, Tao Zhi cornered Jiang Qihuai in a small alley. On the surface, it was negotiation; in truth, it was a threat:
“Look, I like you so much. Either you make an exception and let me take the exam twice?”

The youth lazily lifted his peach blossom eyes, gaze indifferent:
“Twice, and you think you can score seven hundred?”

Tao Zhi, extremely perfunctory and utterly insincere, said:
“I score three hundred fifty once, if I take it twice, isn’t that seven hundred?”

Jiang Qihuai: “…”

Silly White-Sweet Princess × Beautiful, Strong, Tragic B King
“Study well, improve every day, sprint toward the college entrance exam” proper campus novel (?)

——“Follow me, ah. Big Sister will spend money on you.”

— Innocent world-weary little princess X flamboyant and unrestrained young assassin —

Shang Rong was born the legitimate daughter of the Rong Prince’s Manor. At birth, there were heavenly anomalies, and at one year old she was taken into the imperial palace and bestowed the title Mingyue Princess.

In the thirty-first year of Chunsheng, the Son of Heaven made a southern inspection tour and encountered a surprise attack by rebel forces; the accompanying Mingyue Princess was stranded in Nanzhou.

That day, in the snow, Shang Rong met a boy dressed in black. In his hand was a long sword stained with blood, snow covering his shoulders, and he possessed naturally clear and beautiful smiling eyes.

The boy bit open the wooden stopper of a wine gourd and was about to pass by her, yet he noticed her staring eagerly at his wine gourd.

“Are you very thirsty?” he asked.

Shang Rong nodded.

The boy’s eyes curved as he pointed the blood-stained sword tip toward the vast white snow. “How about taking a bite?”

The delicate little princess shook her head firmly. “Dirty.”

He seemed to have heard a joke. “And you don’t think I’m dirty?”

The next moment, he brought the wine gourd to her lips and forced a mouthful of strong liquor into her. Getting exactly what he wanted—seeing her cough until her face flushed red—he laughed, flamboyant and malicious.

Only after he picked her up and brought her back did Shang Rong learn that he was an assassin. Every day, he had to kill people.

But after picking her up, he gained another task—raising her.

Her clothes had to be beautiful, her shoes embroidered and inlaid with pearls, her meals must include meat, and her hair—she insisted he be the one to comb it.

——

One day, after staying up all night killing and returning with only one hour of sleep, the boy yawned while combing her hair. “You’re very troublesome.”

His voice was a little muffled.

“I’m sorry,” Shang Rong apologized sincerely.

“It’s alright.” The boy, watched by her upturned gaze, suddenly turned his face away.

——

“I must be able to hold steady the sword in my hand,
— only then would I dare ascend Yaotai, and embrace the bright moon.”

——

Reading Notes:

1. This story is sweet-and-sour lychee flavored, a tale of mutual redemption.

2. The male lead did not save the female lead because she is beautiful, nor because the author forced him to—he has his reasons, and the main text has already clearly explained them.

Born into a chaotic world, Lizhu, though a princess, still lived a life of hardship and tribulation.

Looking back on her life, the most carefree days were but the brief three years of marriage with her husband, Pei Yinzhi.

From a poor scholar to the highest rank among ministers, Pei Yinzhi spent ten years to finally stand before her—shielding her from the humiliation of her former husband when she had no one to rely on, sparing her from being married off to the borderlands to endure a displaced and wandering life, and in the storm and turmoil of troubled times, holding up a sky for her.

Yet he himself, plagued by an old illness that worsened beyond remedy, passed away early at the age of thirty.

Fortunately, Lizhu was reborn.

The young princess resolved that in this lifetime, she would see to it that Pei Yinzhi turns misfortune into blessing, and lives a long and prosperous life.

—

But before her plans could begin, before the battle was even joined, Lizhu had not expected that upon just arriving in Pei Yinzhi’s hometown, she would be seized by mountain bandits.

Fortunately, these bandits, though thieves, had their code—they sought wealth, not lust. The soot-stained and bedraggled young princess gathered her courage to ask the masked bandit chief about the whereabouts of Pei Yinzhi.

Who would have thought that after hearing her words, the other paused, tossed aside the gold and silver in his hand, and asked: “…Which Pei Yinzhi?”

“Pei, of the Pei clan of Yiling; Yin, as in the succession of eternal blessings. He is graceful and intelligent, brimming with talent, the finest young gentleman beneath the heavens. If you safely deliver me to his side, I guarantee he will bestow upon you halls filled with gold and silver, and wealth and honor unending!”

“Oh? And what relation are you to him?”

“…I am his betrothed, his destined match!”

“That damned matchmaker must’ve had bird droppings for brains.”

The young bandit pulled off his mask, revealing a smiling, handsome face that Lizhu knew all too well:

“I’m much better-looking than him. Little lady, instead of marrying him… why not marry me?”

Lizhu had thought her consort-to-be was frail yet resolute, a gentle minister with the integrity of a gentleman.

Only later did she learn that he was raised in the wilds, illiterate, a man who rose by assuming another’s name, a parricide and fratricide, ruthless and cruel.

In their past life, he had worn the guise of a court princess’s husband for a lifetime.

In this life, he no longer pretended—yet still dared to covet her.

—

[The timid princess who accomplishes grand deeds × the foul-mouthed bandit who pretends to be a gentleman]

Su Xi had wanted for nothing since childhood—clothed and fed without worry, gifted in her studies, the very model of a perfect girl admired by all.

Lu Huan, on the other hand, had drifted through a life of hardship, surviving by the skin of his teeth. Before he became an emperor, he was a boy who endured humiliation and cruelty.

One day, Su Xi downloaded a romance simulation game app and discovered that the in-game character had deep black eyes, gloomy yet beautiful—exactly her type. Overjoyed, she immediately entered “raising-my-cub mode.”

“Why isn’t there a brazier in his little house? Do I have to top-up money to buy him one?”
“He looks so good in snow-white clothes, aaaa—buy, buy, buy!”
“Why does he have footprints on him every time he steps outside? Is that a side quest? Should I deal with the people bullying him?!”

Su Xi played the nurturing game with great enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, Lu Huan, who had grown up amid mud and blood, had always thought living simply meant enduring one more day, then another.

Until, with complicated feelings, he began to notice——

Warm coals had been secretly placed in his cold little room.
His tattered, hole-ridden clothes had quietly been replaced with new ones.
Those young noble sons who mocked and tormented him had been beaten so badly they didn’t dare leave their homes.

On his long, lonely road, there suddenly appeared a merciful Bodhisattva who had come to save him.

[An absurd, silly story that’s sleazy yet faintly tinged with pure love]

As the college entrance examination approached, third-year high school students pulled out all sorts of tricks to release their academic pressure. Xiang Di was no exception—only her way of decompressing was very… peculiar.

——yy her crush (sleazy version).

The number-one academic god of their grade, who also happened to be an iceberg school heartthrob, Bai Jiangxin.

yy makes people happy.

Xiang Di’s mock exam scores shot up by leaps and bounds, and she didn’t notice at all that her crush—who could read people’s thoughts—had been tormented by her sleazy fantasies to the point of being unable to sleep all night, his mock exam scores plummeting disastrously.

Finally, one day, Bai Jiangxin couldn’t take it anymore. He threw down his pen and walked over to Xiang Di’s desk.

The girl had a harmless, sweet-looking face. She blinked, her delicate, cute features filled with innocence.

“Do you need something, Classmate Bai?”

Bai Jiangxin: “Let’s talk.”

“Ah, that wouldn’t be very appropriate, right?” The girl looked cautious about avoiding suspicion. “What if the teacher misunderstands and thinks we’re having an early romance?”

Early romance? She actually had the nerve to say early romance?

The corner of Bai Jiangxin’s mouth twitched.

When clearly, in her head, he had already made her cry who knows how many times.

Later, Bai Jiangxin discovered that she really was a great prophet.

– Outwardly abstinent, but ferocious when it comes to real, hands-on action: a lofty, untouchable flower × Inwardly sleazy, but the moment things get real, instantly chickens out: a sleazy, cute girl

– You aloof, repressed men are just born to be ruthlessly conquered by straightforward, sweet girls

Content warnings:

• xp fic. The author’s xp may not suit every reader. I can only guarantee I enjoyed writing it; it may make many people cringe. Personal tastes differ—please be understanding~
• The writing style is exaggerated and crude, with a large number of vulgar jokes. If you can’t handle the protagonist’s crude inner thoughts, please read with caution.
• The male lead is a sharp-tongued, snarky commentator. If you can’t accept the male lead roasting and mocking the female lead, read with caution. If you can’t accept the female lead having her privacy exposed by the male lead reading her mind, also read with caution.
• Before the college entrance exam, it’s only yy, no dating
• Complaints like “if the female lead were male, she’d just be a sleazy yy guy” are not accepted. Our girl is really great besides being sleazy!
• Not pure romance, and not pure sleaze either—sometimes very sleazy, sometimes very pure romance. The composition is complex

 [Footnotes]

• yy: Internet slang meaning to fantasize or indulge in daydreams, often with a suggestive undertone.
• xp: Short for “sexual preference” or “kink,” used here to indicate the author’s personal taste.

Shu Tiantian transmigrated into the early-dying “white moonlight” little junior sister.

Her sect used her, abandoned her, coldly watched as she fell into the Void Abyss, everyone wishing she would die inside it.

Until, in the Void Abyss, she encountered a dragon—an actual dragon.

A model Huaxia citizen, in order to keep a dying traditional divine beast alive, diligently refined pills every day to feed the dragon.

She thought that as long as she honestly stayed put, she could avoid disputes, but a black pot fell from the sky. When forced to the edge of a cliff, Shu Tiantian only felt that this damn cultivation world was haunted; she thought she would surely die—

But the black dragon coiled around her and landed, its dragon scales transforming into clothing, the divine dragon turning into a handsome yet pale, sinister young man. With a flick of his finger, dragon flames ran rampant, toppling half a mountainside.

Shu Tiantian: ?

Amid the terrified screams of the crowd, upon discovering that her own pet dragon was actually the incomparably brutal evil dragon of the Void Abyss…

Shu Tiantian: ?!

My dragon is so badass! I love it so much!

*

Later, the abandoned little junior sister returned.

Bringing that abyssal evil dragon, she blasted the sect’s mountain with a single burst of fire; with a wave of her hand she burned off the sect master’s hair, flipped open the founding ancestor’s skull; when everyone else was filled with regret too late to undo anything, she flicked her sleeve—

Turned around and hugged her dragon!

*

Legend says, in the Void Abyss there is a world-destroying evil dragon, sinister and vicious, incomparably brutal. Three thousand years later, this dragon laid waste to heaven and earth.

In the thousand years before, its tendons were pulled, its skin flayed, its inner core dug out, sealed within the Void Abyss, enduring endless torment and loneliness.

On the verge of death, barely clinging to life, filled with mockery and hatred—

Yet a small hand grasped its blood-stained claw.

*

A story where the female lead thought she was raising a pet, but didn’t expect the pet was actually the Dragon God~

The day Jin Zhao reunited with Meng Yanxi, her students had just been egging her on in class, asking whether she had ever had a secret crush.

The wind flipped the pages of the book. Jin Zhao smiled faintly and nodded. “Yes. Tall and handsome. He looks cool and aloof, and his mouth is sharp enough that you’d worry he could poison himself just by licking his lips, but actually his heart is very warm, very soft. Aside from occasionally being a bit silly and having poor alcohol tolerance, he doesn’t really have any flaws. He even has exceptionally good luck.”

After class, she waited by the roadside for a DiDi. A black sedan stopped in front of her, unlocking with a “click.”

She was lowering her head to reply to a message and, without thinking, pulled open the door and sat inside.

The car drove off. At the same time, her phone rang, and the DiDi driver’s booming voice echoed in her ear: “You got into the wrong car! I’ve been honking like crazy behind you and you didn’t hear me? That’s a Maybach—over ten million! How did you dare?”

Jin Zhao froze in shock and was just about to confirm with the owner when the man who had been silent in the driver’s seat suddenly lifted his gaze.

Through the rearview mirror, Jin Zhao was caught completely off guard, meeting a pair of pitch-black peach-blossom eyes.

Jin Zhao: “……”

Help! She got into her secret crush’s Maybach by mistake!

*Sweet girl x cool guy / outwardly soft, inwardly strong NPC x heaven’s favored big shot
*Urban interwoven with campus / secret crush comes true / mutual redemption / double C, double first love
*Coming-of-age story, from youth, to adulthood, to intimate relationships; the growth of all characters runs throughout.

From Blue Star, Wang Luan—who had been a woman for more than twenty years—transmigrates into an ABO world where humans have six genders, becoming a female Alpha capable of making others pregnant. Traumatized, Wang Luan looks at her body, now constructed differently from before, and shows a pained expression.

Wang Luan: Help!

As the useless eldest young lady of the noble Wang family, she is assigned a 3S-level male Omega as her partner. This beautiful Omega, Yan Qiongyu, appears gentle and elegant, but is no pushover, with two faces in private.

The emotionless original father treats her as a tool, urging them every day to mark and produce children.

Wang Luan: Help!

Her parents passed away, her childhood betrothed withdrew from their engagement, and her relatives were eager to devour her orphaned household.

For the sake of her five-year-old younger sister, Fan Changyu decided to recruit a husband into the family.

She set her sights on the man she had saved—a man covered in wounds, with nothing to his name but a good-looking face.

The two quickly came to an agreement: she would take him in to heal, and in return, he would pretend to become her live-in husband to help her protect her family estate.

Once the family business was secured, Fan Changyu prepared, as promised, to write the separation paper. Unexpectedly, the imperial court went to war and conscripted soldiers—the man was seized as a laboring conscript and disappeared without a trace.

When she saw him again, he was lying in a tent for the wounded, his body drenched in blood. The bloodstained face was as striking as ever, yet his low-ranked soldier’s uniform was shredded beyond repair.

Seeing how hard his life in the army had been, Fan Changyu’s eyes turned red. “Don’t serve in the army anymore. Come back—I’ll butcher pigs to support you.”

The man half-opened his eyes and coughed up blood. “You were going to divorce me…”

Fan Changyu, teary-eyed: “No more divorcing, no more divorcing!”

【Mini Theater】

Marquis of Wu’an, Xie Zheng, rose to fame young, his military exploits unmatched. At twenty, he was ennobled by merit—a feat no one else in the Great Yin Dynasty could match. His methods of commanding the army were infamous for being iron-blooded and severe.

Lately, however, the soldiers under him found their marquis somewhat strange.

He no longer stayed in his own central command tent but instead squeezed himself into a small, tattered tent for the wounded.

Normally, even when stabbed through, he could get back on his feet within two or three days. This time, ten days and half a month passed, and still he hadn’t recovered.

After visiting him, the army strategist clicked his tongue twice. “With someone wiping his body and feeding him medicine while he lies there, of course he won’t heal anytime soon!”

Not until the marquis’s wife—whom no one in the army had ever seen—secretly donned her husband’s shredded uniform and went to battle in his stead, fearing her sickly live-in husband would die on the front lines, did their “gravely injured” marquis suddenly spring up from bed in shock, hastily don his armor, and lead troops to chase after her.

The sunset was blood-red, wild geese wept across the sky.

Fan Changyu, wielding a butcher’s knife, cleaved down an enemy general’s head and looked toward the distant reinforcements charging through a storm of yellow dust. Her vision blurred slightly.

She tugged at a nearby young soldier and asked, “That general wearing a Qilin-shouldered Mingguang Armor, riding high on a warhorse at the very front—why does he look so much like my husband?”

Young soldier: “…Isn’t it possible that he actually is?”

A silly yet fierce little sun ☀️ VS “That woman is so vulgar, why won’t she like me?” Marquis Xie

In the novel, the male supporting character is the female lead’s older brother.

The male supporting character is disliked by the female lead for having a terminal illness; his temperament is cold, and he lives in desolation.

However, when the female lead kicks up a fuss all day long and is abandoned by everyone, he still protects her, gives her everything, and even dies for her.

Su Ci transmigrated into the book, becoming a little rabbit raised by the male supporting character.

She discovered that her life was bound to this terminally ill male supporting character.

After becoming a little rabbit, Su Ci could only sleep on the male supporting character’s dusty bed every day, eat withered carrots, and guard against the female lead who would pluck her rabbit fur from time to time.

To return to human form, she needed to find ways every day to get close to him.

The male supporting character discovered that recently, his pet little rabbit wanted to kiss him at every moment.

Until one night, when he lowered his head and kissed this soft little thing, it actually turned into a beautiful little yaojing.

…………

The female lead got into trouble and ran to find the male supporting character she had always disliked.

Unexpectedly, the boy who was obviously poor, desolate, and about to die had, in the blink of an eye, become a young master of a wealthy family, with a beautiful girl beside him who looked like a yaojing.

What made her eyes redden was that the always cold and indifferent male supporting character actually kissed that girl gently in front of everyone!

In the third year after becoming a zombie, Xue Ling blended in among the wandering zombie horde and ran head-on into a convoy exterminating zombies.

What a coincidence—wasn’t the man standing on the roof of the vehicle, pointing a gun at her, her ex-boyfriend Wen Jiuzhe?