A sickly, easygoing, pampered sweetheart x a gloomy, obsessive, seemingly gentle but secretly ruthless hero
He Shiwei transmigrated into a melodramatic novel about a man stealing another man's wife. He became the typical cannon-fodder husband, He Shiwei, heir to the Marquis of Changping.
In the original story, he forcibly took the protagonist, Cen Xun, because of his beauty, then failed to cherish him and did nothing but beat and berate him. In the end, the true male lead killed him, and he met a miserable end.
Fortunately, Cen Xun was written as a kindhearted, forgiving white lotus.
From then on, He Shiwei worked every day to raise the protagonist's opinion of him, aiming to become his best friend and confidant.
When the protagonist was in trouble, he helped.
When the villain made a fuss, he put him in his place.
When people tried to convince him Cen Xun was sinister and malicious, he refused to believe them. The book said it in black and white: Cen Xun was a white lotus who remained pure despite growing from the mud! And if he ever did anything wrong, it was because bad people had forced him into it!
One day, He Shiwei heard that the late emperor's only son, who had been kidnapped as an infant, had been found. The news sent shockwaves through the court.
The prince swiftly investigated several major cases, and his ruthless methods sent shivers through everyone. The late emperor's most trusted ministers rose again, and the capital of Chang'an was swept up in treacherous political currents.
He Shiwei warned Cen Xun, “The court is full of people fighting among themselves. You're only a seventh-rank official. Don't get mixed up in it.”
The handsome, elegant young official on the other side smiled and nodded. “I'll listen to you.”
Then disaster struck, and soldiers took Cen Xun away. Frantic with worry, He Shiwei went to the palace to see the emperor.
Deep within the nine-tiered palace, several high ministers and nobles knelt below the imperial steps, their faces pale as paper.
The white lotus protagonist in He Shiwei's eyes stood beside the emperor, dressed in black with a jade crown, cold and imposing.
He heard the ministers respectfully address him: “Your Highness, Prince Qin.”
He Shiwei: “...?”
This isn't how the original story went!
Ding!
The System finally arrived.
Only then did He Shiwei discover that the book he'd read was a fanfic about the male lead, but the world he'd transmigrated into was the original novel, a power fantasy about a male lead!
He Shiwei whispered, “Is it possible the male lead in the original novel is a kindhearted, forgiving white lotus?”
The System replied, “Who are you talking about? Don't make your Cen-ge laugh.”
He Shiwei: “...”
So all the killing intent he'd sensed had been real... He Shiwei quietly left.
When court business was over, Cen Xun returned to the marquis's residence. He was about to take out the pastries he'd bought to cheer someone up when he met a gaze no longer filled with affection.
He Shiwei said, “Please leave, Your Highness, Prince Qin.”
The pastries in Cen Xun's fingertips were crushed to pieces.
PS: One-on-one romance, both are pure, happy ending. The recipient transmigrates into the world, and the pursuer is reborn.
Theme: Live life with determination
If you tell the truth, wait until you are executed by law.
Will you stop writing without saying a word? Don't you mean daily updates? I don't have a leave request... If I give up, I'll solve v.
It was so ambiguous, I tilted his head and kissed him directly. After talking so much, it would be better to just kiss her. Take off your clothes again and get into bed to solve the problem. 🐶🌹
Ah ah, even smart people sometimes get jealous when someone tells something to someone above. [Covers face and laughs while crying] It's so cute.
It actually came back like this, Xiao He was too easy to deceive.
The prince is too approachable and kind, right? [Question mark] [Question mark] The servant dared to open the master's letter [Eh~]
Boss, I don't want to give up the article. This book is really to my liking.
All exposed! To whom does the child belong? 😳
Xiaohe, you are really one-five-ten.
Oh my god, brother, in what capacity are you delusional here?