Upcoming historical danmei stories in my author page: Why Is Master Coveting His Eldest Disciple?, The Villain? Master!, and Prince, Start a Rebellion!
At first, Xie Anxu resented the marriage arranged for him because of a promise made by their families in the previous generation. He disliked Yan Wulin, his wastrel, unambitious husband who had married into his family, and only put up with him for the sake of their fathers' friendship.
But from the day his husband first called him "wife," Xie Anxu realized that something about him seemed to have changed.
His husband no longer went to brothels every day or caroused with his old cronies.
He had become considerate and courteous, well-read and reasonable, and could even treat the sick. Most importantly, the man who used to go out of his way to avoid any argument could now beat five people at once with ease, then take his hand and comfort him: "Don't be afraid, wife. I'm here."
In an instant, a sense of security and a flutter of the heart bloomed within him.
No one knew that Yan Wulin, a cultivator from another world, had died and been reborn in the body of the Xie family's live-in son-in-law in Yunzhou City.
In his previous life, all he knew was cultivation. To learn how mortals behaved, he had to rely on half of the original owner's fragmented memories and read all kinds of books.
So when he first met Xie Anxu, he called him "wife," since they were married.
At first, Yan Wulin looked after Xie Anxu because of the relationship between him and the original owner.
But at some point, even he, now a mortal, had developed mortal feelings. His eyes always found their way to one person.
This person would be happy or angry because of him, worry about whether he was warm enough, and drape a cloak over his shoulders in the snowy winter. In the spring rain, as all things awoke, he would lead him beneath the covered walkway to watch the rain...
As spring, summer, autumn, and winter cycled by, whenever he turned around, that person's figure was always there beside him.
And he was willing to let go of his obsession with cultivating immortality, asking only to spend this life supporting one another, staying together forever, and watching the clouds drift by.
Straightforward, serious top X seemingly gentle and haughty bottom
[PS: The extra chapters are extremely bizarre, with a completely different setting. I'm letting loose, so proceed with caution!!!]
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The following is the blurb for an upcoming story, to be written after I've gathered enough favorites:
Top's POV, master X senior disciple: Why Is Master Coveting His Eldest Disciple?
Blurb:
Why Is Master Coveting His Eldest Disciple?
Pretending not to know while fully aware, max-strength top X lovelorn bottom who acts like an innocent tea-drinking green tea
Ji Yanhuai is the eldest disciple of the Tianlan Sect, which... is a tiny sect with fewer than ten people in total.
As someone who was found after losing his memories and taken in by the sect leader, Ji Yanhuai thinks it's only right to repay him. But why does the sect leader always look at him so strangely?
The Tianlan Sect never demands that its disciples cultivate, so in this already tiny sect, everyone's favorite pastime is slacking off and gossiping.
"Listen, last night I saw the sect leader crouching outside Senior Brother's room, peeking in. It looked like Senior Brother was taking a bath!"
"That's nothing. I saw the sect leader kick open Senior Brother's door and run off with his trousers!"
"Speaking of which, I once saw the sect leader sneaking a drink of the sweet soup Senior Brother hadn't finished..."
The disciples exchanged glances.
"Could the sect leader be... some kind of perverted stalker?"
The Tianlan Sect leader, Su Zhaosheng, who happened to be passing by and was the perverted stalker they were talking about: "..."
"Good disciple, do you believe them or your master?"
Ji Yanhuai: "..." His expression was complicated, and he seemed to want to say something but held back.
Su Zhaosheng: "?" So much for my good name, huh?
A lazy transmigrator runs into a troublemaking transmigrator. The plot gets derailed, and the protagonist loses his opportunities. Su Zhaosheng is at his wits' end.
But worse, because the plot has been derailed, the protagonist doesn't want to cultivate immortality anymore!
If the protagonist doesn't cultivate, the plot can't get back on track. If Su Zhaosheng can't set the plot right, he can't complete his mission and will be stuck working overtime for the rest of his life!
And even more absurdly, the protagonist has his eye on his body!!!
Huh? Then what about those rumors that he, the master, is coveting his own disciple?
ABO danmei: The Loser Becomes Empress
The prettier the outfit, the harder he hits, gorgeous top X Alpha bottom who thinks he's the top and keeps clutching his aching waist
Xiu Ye transmigrated into an interstellar world and was dropped onto a desolate planet.
The System's restrictions meant he couldn't leave the planet until he had trained himself to the maximum level.
Luckily, his was a game System. He could gain experience and level up by killing monsters, growing crops, and building houses.
But there were no other humans on the desolate planet, and Xiu Ye felt lonely for a while.
One day, a fleet of starships suddenly appeared in the sky, carrying many human soldiers with advanced equipment who firmly believed he was an alien species.
Before Xiu Ye could explain that he was an ordinary human, he had to put on the pinkest outfit and fight. He swung his dual swords and split a starship in two with a single strike.
Xiu Ye: "See? I told you I'm an ordinary human."
Interstellar human soldiers: "...?"
After confirming that Xiu Ye wasn't hostile, the interstellar humans discussed it and decided to send their own representative of beauty to win him over with seduction.
"You're the best Alpha, and he's dressed so prettily. In my experience, he must be an Omega hiding his pheromones. Major General, go win him over!"
The Alpha major general went for it. The Alpha major general was pushed down. The Alpha ended up in the bottom role, in tears...
You Yun'a was shocked, clutching his aching waist. "You're not an Omega?"
Xiu Ye: "Huh? Me? I'm just an ordinary human."
People here may have six sexes, but back where I come from there are only two. I'm really just an ordinary guy who likes playing games...
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Here are my other stories:
The Protagonist's Cheat Has Been Delivered [Quick Transmigration], ongoing, no-couple male lead, over a million words and ready to binge
Strong in Spirit Despite Physical Disability [Quick Transmigration], ongoing, no-couple male lead
For more stories, please visit my author page~
Theme: With an unwavering heart, move forward without fear.
Finished? I feel like I can do more later.
"Xie Anxu instead became" a big thorn in the side of the author~ It seems to be An Xu
Madam, you really don't need to feel bad for such low-quality comments! Even if serious and attentive readers have questions about the arrangement of the plot, they will definitely put forward gentle and polite suggestions in the comment area. It is definitely not this kind of unwarranted abuse. China's population of 1.4 Billion must allow some... Well. And some people are like this. No matter how earnestly the author advises in the copywriting area, "Quit if you don't like it. You don't need to be informed if you want to abandon the article." They just pretend not to see it and insist on showing off their pitiful existence. They are purely stupid and bad. Moreover, there will be such people under every question on every platform. Just ignore them. I hope my wife will not have her confidence dampened by such mindless comments. Writing a novel is not something that can be accomplished in one go, especially in terms of plot setting, character arrangement, and language use, which all need to be slowly accumulated and improved. Comparing the early works of any slightly famous author with his current works, they are slowly moving from immaturity to maturity. Your own ideas are the most important, and don't let others influence you.
What kind of ending is this? Does the author really have good intentions?
The ending is too hasty, right? Σ(????)?
The writing style is quite good, it has an ancient feel
It's so painful to tie:), come on, madam
Read it in one sitting! So beautiful~
I still don't understand what kind of position is required to hold the person while being able to take his hands out to do other things and the head of the person being held is on the chest.
The "observer" caught a big bug for the author~ With