How Could the Young Lord Have the Villain's Script?

Hua Yi once had two wishes:

One was to become the strongest among the immortal sects.

The other was to defeat Xie Jue of Xuanmo Mountain and become the one and only strongest.

A dazzling young prodigy and heir to her sect, Hua Yi grew up surrounded by praise. Her first sixteen years were carefree and full of fun.

The only thing that bothered her was how people always brought up Xie Jue to compare with her whenever they mentioned her.

Both were young heirs and peerless prodigies, and this drove the fiercely competitive Hua Yi quietly insane more times than she could count.

One day, she left the mountain to search for a rare ancient jade called the Exquisite Heart, and ran into Xie Jue.

At the time, she never could have imagined that he would later go mad for her to such an extent.

He looked so calm and detached, as if nothing in the world could catch his eye.

That very attitude made Hua Yi dislike him more and more.

They had both come seeking treasure. After fighting over it and sparking clashes at every turn, they ended up staying at the same inn.

Hold on, what sparks? Weren't they supposed to be at odds?

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Hua Yi had thought this was just an ordinary treasure hunt,

but she never expected that the Exquisite Heart would change the course of her entire life.

A racing heart, inexplicable murderous urges, shadowy figures in her dreams...

All of them wove together into a fine, close-knit net.

She wanted to reach the summit, but countless hands were trying to drag her down.

The immortal sects were caught in a turbulent game of power, while secret rumors about the Demon Lord stirred beneath the surface.

And the former foes who had once clashed at every turn began drawing closer as they unraveled the conspiracy, step by step.

The man she had once regarded as her nemesis held her tightly in his arms when she was at her most out of control, heedless of everything else.

"Hua Yi, if you keep this up, you'll die!"

Her eyes reddened. "Stay out of it."

He looked at her, all restraint crumbling in his eyes.

"If you die, what am I supposed to do?"

A heart of seven orifices, a subtle and exquisite soul,

Love and hate are ruled by fate. How can one defy Heaven's secrets?

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Xie Jue: Wait, I've never thought of you as my nemesis.

Hua Yi: Oh? You dare look down on me? Prepare to die!

Xie Jue: ...Can't I be something else?

Hua Yi: If not your nemesis, then what? Do you want to be my dog?

Xie Jue: You said it, not me.

Hua Yi: Huh? W-wait, is this right?

*

No matter what Hua Yi did, no matter what she became,

Xie Jue would always be behind her, drawing his sword and standing in front of her whenever necessary.

"Whoever dares lay a hand on her, I'll kill them."

Cast down from the altar? Doomed to eternal ruin?

No. Not this time.

Two powerful leads · 1v1 · Mutual healing · Happy ending · Cool guy and sweet girl

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[Obsessive, Devoted Prince x Peerless Dancer]

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The capital's largest pleasure house, Nishang Pavilion, wears sensuality as its skin and secret intelligence as its bones.

Shen Lingyin, its celebrated leading dancer, is famous far and wide. She is also one of the elite assassins trained there.

During one mission, she unexpectedly saved a young man whose identity was unknown, then, by a twist of fate, spent the night with him.

After leaving without a word, she never imagined that her next assignment would be to get close to that very man.

The young prince who had been granted a fief, the emperor's current favorite: the third prince, Xiao Muchen.

Worse, he recognized her too.

Watching him carry himself with effortless nobility, handsome and charming, she thought that for a heaven-blessed man like him, their fleeting encounter that night must have been an insignificant trifle, something to laugh off.

He was smiling, but somehow the smile looked like he was gritting his teeth.

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To stay alive, Shen Lingyin had no choice but to put on a weak and helpless act, playing the part of a pitiful little rabbit.

Xiao Muchen played along beautifully.

When she had little appetite, he prepared a nourishing diet just for her.

When she loved sweets, he brought a palace chef who specialized in them.

When she was short on money, he handed her enough banknotes to spend as she pleased.

When her former lodging was too crowded and full of prying eyes, he gave her the finest pavilion in his princely residence to live in alone.

Shen Lingyin, with a guilty conscience, naturally didn't believe he was being so kind.

She was convinced that this deep-minded man was only toying with her like a cat playing with a mouse! He'd kill her once he got bored. What a rotten man!

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She reported to her leader that earning his trust was impossibly difficult, like climbing to the heavens.

To give her a helping hand, the leader gave her a bottle of love potion.

Knowing she couldn't refuse, Shen Lingyin slipped the potion into his wine, then readied herself to meet her fate, eyes reddened.

That night was an exquisite tangle of passion. She really did feel as if she'd died once.

At the height of their passion, she trembled, unable to tell dream from reality. But he was perfectly lucid as he whispered by her ear, "You don't actually need something like this."

Moral: Become better for each other.