The Villainess's Daoist Daily Life

An early work, so read with caution. Blurb: In her previous life, Rong Hanbi was sickly. Heaven took pity on her and let her live another life, only for her to be sickly again. To keep her sorry hide alive, no, her life, she cultivated the air of an unworldly immortal, serene and detached, with a heart as calm as still water even if the sky fell. Even when she goes incognito to the Duke of Zhenguo's manor and meets a legitimate young lady who blurts out "big villain" the moment she sees her, she remains unruffled. Even when she gains an adoptive brother who occasionally turns into a cat, she remains unruffled. No, wait. Maybe she should be a little ruffled. In short, it's a case of "I didn't want it, but now I do." As the most outstanding young gentleman in the entire capital, Xie Jue looks down on his cousin, who is staying at the manor and is so obviously different around him. But when a twist of fate occasionally turns him into the tabby cat in her arms, he realizes that when no one else is around, this cousin seems to shine with a radiance utterly unlike the one she shows every day... In short, it's a case of "I didn't want it, but now I do." Short scene: Everyone in the capital knows that Xie Jue and Rong Hanbi are both like unworldly immortals, serene and detached. One is cold in both face and heart, while the other is pure and desireless, so much so that she almost became a Daoist. When people learn that these two people, the least likely pair to marry, have become husband and wife, their first reaction isn't to lament that the untouchable beauty has become a thing of the past. Instead, they all start worrying: "Tell me, won't people like them just sit in silence across from each other every day, each admiring their own beauty?" As Rong Hanbi listens to her friend repeat the story with theatrical flair, she holds back the tabby cat on her lap, who is trying to pounce on the speaker, and gently scratches his chin. The cat on her lap finally lies down reluctantly and rubs his soft belly against her hand. "I really like you," says the powerful minister, whose single glance in court can make every official break into a cold sweat, trying to please her. A genuinely serene, sickly beauty x a falsely serene, catlike powerbroker This book could also be called The Villainess Is the One Who Gets Saved. A few notes: Not a post-marriage story. The setting is so fictional it couldn't possibly be more fictional. If that's not your thing, don't read, and please don't nitpick. [Now updating: The Mountain Goddess's Little Restaurant [Food]] The mountain goddess, who has slept for a thousand years, hears the echoes of a peaceful and prosperous age. When she opens her eyes, the mountain temple with its red walls and glazed tiles has become a condemned building. The merit box is stuffed with cockroach-poison flyers, a QR code for "crowdfunding repairs to the condemned building" is pasted in front of the shrine, and most absurdly, someone is selling oden in front of the temple, and it tastes awful. A radio broadcasting around the clock echoes a demolition notice from afar: [The Yunxiu Mountain Scenic Area redevelopment project is underway. Qiyun Holdings will demolish the dilapidated buildings by the end of the month.] Something doesn't seem right here? The mountain goddess blinks. But what's done is done. She might as well eat first. So she steps down from her divine throne and rolls up her sleeves. At daybreak, the first wisp of cooking smoke rises from the ruined temple on the outskirts of the city. A platter of five pungent vegetables for the Start of Spring, cold buckwheat noodles for the Summer Solstice, chestnut-roasted chicken for the Autumn Equinox, and ham simmered with winter bamboo shoots for the Winter Solstice... Amid the swirling smoke, the mountain goddess turns a thousand years into comforting delicacies. The diners are amazed to find their headaches and fevers fading with the fragrant meals, and even the red arrows on their medical checkup reports disappearing. Later, when reporters crowd the place to ask her secret, she gently strokes a newly offered agarwood table and smiles at someone: "There's no secret recipe. Just eat well, and eat plenty." [The Mountain Goddess Is Online, Telling Everyone to Eat Well] Theme: I have a fierce tiger in my heart, yet at last I can gently inhale the scent of roses.