My Cousin Thinks I'm So Enchanting

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Innocent yet alluring rabbit-like cousin × ruthless, bloodthirsty general cousin

Lin Zhentang was only thirteen, with fair skin, delicate features, and a graceful figure. She was the most fragile flower in all the capital.

Such a delicate girl had a cousin as cold as ice and as sinister as a demon.

Her cousin stood eight feet tall and was strikingly handsome. Though he had won glorious military victories, he was surrounded by a fierce, murderous aura. His cold expression and few words kept everyone at a distance.

For that reason, Lin Zhentang had always been afraid to provoke him.

But later, this Asura of a cousin tilted her chin up and forced her to meet his icy gaze. "A-Tang, do you want to be your cousin's bride?"

Looking at the long sword her cousin had already drawn halfway, Lin Zhentang's voice trembled with tears. "...I do."

Only then did He Qianyuan sheathe his sword. A smile appeared on his cold face. "Good girl, A-Tang. That's more like it."

Lin Zhentang had always thought Cousin He married her because she came from the Prime Minister's family.

So she had always been careful to please him.

Only later did He Qianyuan become the new emperor and abolish the office of prime minister, leaving her father with only his other official post.

With her maternal family's position in ruins and her cousin colder and more ruthless than anyone could imagine, Lin Zhentang grew disheartened and finally prepared to leave this inscrutable young man.

She never expected her cousin to find her within a few days. To keep her, He Qianyuan was willing to pay any price.

Only then did Lin Zhentang finally understand that this sinister, bloodthirsty general loved her with a mad, possessive intensity, yet treated her with the utmost care.

He Qianyuan: I stripped your uncle of his position as Left Chancellor, then bestowed on him the title of Imperial Father-in-Law and granted him a noble rank, all to please you, my love.

Everyone said that General He Qianyuan, the Marquis of Cavalry, killed without batting an eye and was a true jade-faced Asura.

That was because no one had seen him carefully holding a tearful Zhen Tang and clumsily wiping her tears with his sleeve.

"Don't cry, A-Tang. Your cousin is here with you."

Reader's guide:

1. The setting is an era when the dynasty is in decline and civil officials have lost influence. Those with military power rule, and the greater their power, the more formidable they are. So the heroine's family is in decline, while the hero is very powerful.

2. This is a fictional setting. Please don't nitpick historical details. Everything is made up by the author.

3. This novel is entirely fictional. Don't get too immersed in it, and don't assume the author's values are the same as those in the story.

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This story is also known as: #I Really Didn't Force My Cousin!#

*Cousin-itis is incurable. Screenshot archived on 2019.7.4

Please add my new novel, Cousin Zhizhi, to your reading list!

Soft little rabbit cousin × scheming, hypocritical cousin who turns dark

Wen Zhizhi had always thought her cousin, Crown Prince Chu Liangjun, was not only handsome, but also a refined, elegant gentleman as gentle as jade.

Until the day she saw him ruthlessly slit someone's throat with her own eyes, then wipe the beads of blood from his sword with a ghostly calm...

After learning his secret, Zhizhi lowered her eyes whenever she saw her cousin and never dared to look up.

But later, her maternal family became embroiled in a struggle, and at sixteen she had no choice but to seek help for her family. After much thought, she went to her cousin, the crown prince.

That night, Wen Zhizhi's long hair flowed like a waterfall. Kneeling on the ground, her beautiful face soft and delicate, she begged, "Crown Prince, please save the Wen family. I'll do anything."

Looking at the beauty's fair, soft, delicate neck, Chu Liangjun reached out and gently brushed it with his fingers.

His expression was dark, nothing like the warm, jade-like demeanor he showed others. The crown prince was now cold and indifferent. "You won't regret this?"

"Zhizhi won't regret it."

Wen Zhizhi knew that using her beauty to serve someone would never last, so once her father resigned from office, she packed their things and prepared to leave with him.

But as soon as she stepped outside, she saw the crown prince standing tall and straight, smiling faintly. "Running away? Where do you think you're going?"

Theme: Treat others with sincerity, and help society while helping yourself.