After Faking My Death, the Immortal Venerable Said I Was Her Wife [Reborn]

Advance Notice: After Transmigrating into a Book, I Became the Early-Doomed Cannon Fodder in a Court Intrigue Novel. Blurb at the end *Blurb One: When they first met, Luo Qiyue was the renowned greatest sword sage under heaven. Passing through a small town, she bought Gu Chizhi from a human trafficker, took pity on her, and brought her back to her sect as a disciple. The Immortal Venerable taught her swordsmanship and cared for her devotedly. They spent every day together and thought of each other every night. At some point, the bond between master and disciple in Gu Chizhi's heart changed into something else. She and her master had faced life and death together. They knew they had both fallen for this relationship that defied all propriety, and had even done everything they should not have done. Yet her master still could not make her a Daoist partner. Then, in a single turn of events, Gu Songzhou fell from her pedestal into the dirt. Hounded by everyone like a rat in the street, she was expelled from the sect by her master and stripped of all her cultivation. Ten years into her flight, she stumbled upon the Immortal Alliance's convention by chance and finally understood: from beginning to end, the person she had loved with all her heart had only ever wanted her to sacrifice herself for all living beings and become their savior. Overcome with grief, Gu Songzhou chose to scatter her spirit into the world of her own accord, granting her master's wish. With her final breath, however, she saw tears falling from Luo Qiyue's eyes. She wondered: Were those tears of satisfaction that the Great Dao had finally been achieved, or joy that the world had been saved? *Blurb Two: After enduring several cycles of reincarnation until her hair had turned white, Luo Qiyue finally regained her memories of her previous lives in her seventh rebirth. She found the great demon dragon before it had grown powerful enough to destroy the world: the child of destiny chosen by the Heavenly Dao. She decided to see the good deed through and bring the child along, teaching her with care. Before the great demon dragon had even gained intelligence, she taught her swordsmanship and reading, and secretly guided her to cultivate the Dao of All Living Beings. She could only pray that the great demon dragon would follow the righteous path and, when the day came that the world was once again destroyed, would graciously volunteer to sacrifice herself and save all living beings. As she watched the world inch toward the same doomed path as in her previous lives, Gu Songzhou scattered her spirit into the world before her eyes, dying and vanishing from the Dao. Luo Qiyue once again fell into reincarnation like a stray dog by the roadside, driven mad with grief. Years later, she attained the Dao through killing and ascended to the divine realm, only to discover that the Dragon God seated high upon the dais had long since forgotten her past and severed all ties to love. The ever-composed Immortal Venerable's eyes turned red, every word soaked in tears. “My wife, how could you forget me?” * * The things we shared that day among verdant fields and vermilion bridges: now you're gone, and only the water flows on., Qin Guan, “River City Song: Willows in the Western Regions, Softly Touched by Spring” The spring-red blossoms in the woods have faded, all too soon; helpless against the cold rain and evening wind. Tears like rouge, lingering in our drunken farewell: when will we meet again? In this life, sorrow flows on like the river east., Li Yu, “Joy of Meeting” Please note: 1. Two female leads, one-on-one romance, happy ending, both take the lead in the relationship 2. Half plot, half romance 3. No men, all-female cast; characters can be good or bad 4. Sickly great demon dragon vs. sly, charming master After Transmigrating into a Book, I Became the Early-Doomed Cannon Fodder in a Court Intrigue Novel: Blurb Yan Qing jolted awake from a nightmare about taking civil-service, graduate-school, and public-institution entrance exams, only to discover she really had transmigrated into a book. She had become a minor character in a no-romance, female-led court intrigue novel. She might be a minor character, but the wife she had not even properly married yet was an important supporting character in the book, one who would crush all opposition and eventually become prime minister! The supporting character had once been the belle of Shanghe Village. She was good at farming and gathering herbs, and was beautiful, too. Her only misfortune was being poor. Her family favored sons over daughters and had arranged for her to marry a sixty-year-old man at the end of the village in exchange for a bride price. After finally escaping the marriage by jumping into a river, she was spotted by the original owner of Yan Qing's body, who lived in Xiahe Village. The original owner was overcome by lust, pulled her from the water, bundled her home, and planned to force her into marriage. This impoverished scholar couldn't tell wheat from weeds, and his family was too poor to afford a decent meal. Fine, he was a lesbian, but he still wanted a wife? And he even used the fact that he had saved the female lead's life to justify beating and abusing her? The original owner's ending came when the female lead endured humiliation and bided her time. One day, while the original owner was drunk, she pushed her into a river and drowned her. The female lead inherited the dozens of books in the household, made her way from a tiny village to the capital, and placed first in all three levels of the imperial examinations. Yan Qing: It would be even more inspiring if I weren't the one who died... Yan Qing struggled up from her sickbed and surveyed the bare-walled house, the debt of more than two hundred taels of silver, the incomprehensible traditional characters that looked like chicken scratch, and Ning Xiaoman, the female lead, who was as thin as a stalk of straw and trembling in the woodshed. Fine. Time to start over. After gathering wild vegetables and tidying the house, Ning Xiaoman found Yan Qing searching everywhere for a roof beam to hang herself from. She said coolly, “The beam's about to break. If you're going to die, go jump in the river.” After giving up her writing brush, Yan Qing considered several possible paths. Joining the military would mean an easy death; farming alone would leave her with no hope of changing her lot. So she would have to farm, work in forestry, and go into business! Yan Qing set to work diligently, clearing land, hunting, cooking, and opening a restaurant. She was meticulous as she helped the female lead climb the ranks and grow rich, waiting only for her to achieve fame and success so she could leave and enjoy the retirement she was decades overdue for. Before the divorce papers were even ready, Ning Xiaoman locked Yan Qing inside a grand mansion. The woman who had always been reserved and aloof showed a different side, her eyes filled with jealousy and obsession. “Why do you get to come and go as you please? Wasn't everything I did for you enough?” Ning Xiaoman removed her purple robe, its sash now tied around Yan Qing. No longer hiding her love, she whispered through tears, “Yan Qing, love me.” Content warnings: 1. All major characters who appear on the side of good are women; a few men appear as cannon fodder 2. The characters are imperfect, so please be understanding 3. Very little court intrigue, because the author doesn't know how to write it 4. This is simply a slice-of-life farming novel Theme: There is no way to banish this love