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  1. Reborn as Hua Qiangu: I’ll Be My Sister’s Beloved 花千骨重生之我要做姐姐的心尖宠 Ancient Romance345k WordsCompleted Everyone says Sha Qianmo is ruthless and alluring, but deep in the Seven Kill Hall, he toys with a young girl’s hair and smiles. “Bone, why don’t you call me big sister again?” Hua Qiangu, reborn, stares at the hands that once slaughtered their way through Changliu for her. Trembling, she clutches the hem of his crimson sleeve. In this life, she wants nothing to do with righteousness or saving the world. She only wants to be the one and only treasure in her big sister’s palm. And, while she’s at 169Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. Niohuru Feiyan: The Tenth Life of Qianlong's Madly Cherished Consort 钮祜禄飞燕:被乾隆疯宠的第十世 Female-Channel Fanfiction205k WordsCompleted I, Niohuru Feiyan, have transmigrated into My Fair Princess for the tenth time. The first nine times, I acted like a demure lady, a virtuous wife, and a fragile beauty. Every time, I ended up thoroughly dead. At the start of my tenth run, I was lying on the emperor's bed, staring at Qianlong's murderous face. I yawned. “Old man, are the soles of your feet itchy again after last night?” His pupils shook with shock. The next second, he trembled as he held my feet. “Nine lifetimes... I've finally f 142Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. The White Lotus Refuses to Become a Disciple, Yet Breaks Off the Strange Rotting Branch 白莲不拜师,偏折异朽枝 Female-Channel Fanfiction183k WordsCompleted She knelt for a hundred years in that cold, merciless hall, only to have her soul scattered to the winds. Reborn in this life, sixteen-year-old Hua Qiangu gazed at the white-robed figure on the high seat, then calmly looked away. She would not join Changliu or enter the immortal sects. Instead, she turned toward the man who had given everything for her in the depths of her memories: the scholar in green who always twirled his fan and called her “Little Bone,” the mysterious master of the Immorta 9Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. The 38th Book by Shan Chuan Xun Er 山川逊尔第38本书 Female-Channel Fanfiction219k WordsCompleted After transmigrating into the doomed Little Swallow, who is about to be beheaded, Lin Wanwan just wants to slack off. But the System says: [Host, please win over the emperor and make him abdicate of his own accord, restoring the Ming Dynasty!] Lin Wanwan: ??? This System is really going all out! To stay alive, she has no choice but to grit her teeth and try. While other consorts compete for favor by composing poems, she gives the emperor a lecture on Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Y 1Reads—Score—Shelves
  5. A Stunning Stratagem: The Emperor’s Heart in a Chaotic Age 惊鸿谋:乱世帝心 Ancient Romance127k WordsCompleted I am Shen Zhiyi, a hellish demon reborn. In my past life, my cousin stole my husband and took my life. As she watched me die, she smiled and said, “Cousin, you were in our way.” In this life, I have returned with a hatred that could drown the heavens, sworn to drink my enemies’ blood and devour their flesh! An imperial selection? I’ll enter under the name of an auspicious omen and dazzle the emperor with a single glimpse, throwing his heart into disarray! My family cast me aside? I’ll settle t —Reads—Score—Shelves
  6. The Tycoon’s Possessive Love 财阀的偏执宠爱 Modern Romance176k WordsCompleted She was Lu Zhenhua's Eighth Concubine, a destitute embroiderer sold into a wealthy household. He told her, "You're nothing but a decoration." She endured it for eight years, until she saw the truth behind this gilded cage. One rainy night, she left him divorce papers and walked away without looking back. Everyone thought she would starve to death in Shanghai. Three years later, she became the head of Xue Ji, a brand coveted by Shanghai's socialites. Five years later, her qipaos were all the rage —Reads—Score—Shelves
  7. Tomb Raiding: I Am the Last Star-Burier 盗墓:我,最后的葬星人 Urban152k WordsCompleted After taking over my grandfather’s antique shop, I keep having the same dream: I’m burying corpses among the stars. Then an archaeological team digs a bronze compass out from beneath a pyramid, and that night, the whole city is shrouded in blood-red mist. Instinctively, I raise the compass, and a beam of starlight pierces the crimson fog. A cold prompt sounds in my mind: “Star-Burier System activated. Beginner Abyssal Eyes detected. Take immediate action!” —Reads—Score—Shelves