A Qing Dynasty Rebirth with Foresight

The second installment of I Have a Date with a Little Tree: Secret Identity Gone Awry. Please add it to your reading list.

[Announcement] This novel will enter the paid section on Tuesday, December 24. Chapters 36-46 will be retroactively paywalled, so please don't buy them again if you've already read them. There will be three new chapters when it goes paid. Thank you all for your support so far, and I hope you'll continue supporting my future works.

"A seer cannot be summoned from the spirits, modeled on past events, or tested by measurement."

Yue Zhuohua is a terrible seer.

Kangxi sees her as his chance at immortality, but he has underestimated her.

Everyone else thinks she's a bewitching temptress who leads the emperor astray, and they secretly scheme to have her killed.

Heaven thinks she's a bug who talks nonsense, so it strikes her with lightning, yet she never falls.

The truth is, she's a living corpse who is periodically awakened against her will, having lived through five thousand years of history.

One wrong word, and she'll kill without hesitation. [A history-watcher with no will to live]

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Content warnings: A silly story dressed up in Qing dynasty transmigration trappings. The history is fictional, so don't nitpick the facts.

The heroine is immortal, with an overpowered golden finger.

This thousand-year-old demoness lives by the principle that everyone else is mad and she's the only one who's awake.

During the Kangxi era, the nine princes fight for the throne. The most miserable ones aren't the few who lose the succession struggle, but... (Read the story to find out. No spoilers.)

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Coming soon: Boys' Love, The Vampire at the CEO's House

Synopsis: Olavia (the abbreviated form of his full name) is the last pureblood vampire. Beneath his handsome exterior lies a fastidious soul, and blood holds less appeal for him than watermelon juice.

He was put on a ship in his sleep. He has money in his pocket, yet can't even afford the cheapest watermelon juice. How embarrassing!

He's in a foreign country with his powers intact, but he can't exchange them for a single cent. Does he have to start with scavenging, a business that takes no capital?

He encounters a talent scout, lands a job as a live-in helper, and they strike a mutually beneficial deal. But it always feels like something is missing from life, doesn't it?

One drunken night, he almost causes a tragedy.

Heaven may want him dead, but his boss's blood is unbelievably delicious, the kind of scent that comes once in a thousand years. He's practically drooling.

Content warnings: A bat bottom who gives himself away when drunk and loves to snuggle into people's arms x a cute, cuddly control-freak CEO who has no choice but to accept that ghosts exist

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