[The entire novel is currently being revised. Exclusively published on Jinjiang. I am not responsible for any pirated copies circulating online. Thank you for supporting the original~~~]
Ling Luo was sent by a lousy game to the Warring States period, two thousand years in the past. Who knew she would be tricked as soon as she arrived and made the unwitting scapegoat sent to the King of Qin?
The King of Qin's fearsome reputation was known to all.
Ling Luo tried to keep her precarious identity under wraps, but couldn't resist the temptation to flirt with the young tyrant, who seemed so cold and unapproachable.
Before long, she learned the tyrant had someone he cherished in his heart. As for who it was, he stubbornly refused to say.
So she went to great lengths to find out for sure.
Then, on an unusual night, she saw the mysterious object of his affection in the tyrant's long, long dream.
But the identity of that beloved seemed oddly familiar.
It turned out to be the very woman who had switched places with her, sent her here to be the scapegoat, and then run off!
Ling Luo: If I go apologize now, is there still time?
Reading guide:
★ A reserved, passionate, cold tyrant who hides his feelings VS a timid yet bold heroine who attracts trouble
★ Not a first-love pairing. The male lead has a son, and their marriage is a political deal to secure his throne.
★ Loosely based on the late Warring States period, with fictional characters. Please don't treat this as a historical account.
★ An old-school melodramatic recipe. Lighthearted at first, a little angsty later. If it isn't for you, please stop reading.
Upcoming: The Morning Luan
A deranged, licentious hypocrite x a lonely, restrained beauty // Faux coercive romance / Actually mutual pining
As the legitimate daughter of the Zhou family and empress of the realm, Zhou Luan had always followed the rules and kept herself in check.
In public, she and the emperor were the perfect couple, dignified and composed. In private, even as she lived in the cold, secluded depths of the palace, she never once complained.
But then... turmoil erupted at court, and the emperor's life or death became unknown.
Alone and helpless with her young son, Zhou Luan had no one she could trust. In a wretched state, she sought out Prince Xiao Chulan, who had long since withdrawn from politics.
She thought that amid the current turmoil, the only person who wouldn't take advantage of her was the noble and upright Xiao Chulan. Yet that night, she watched him shed his disguise as a gentleman and speak to her like a demon:
"The realm is a heavy burden. What does Empress Dowager plan to offer in exchange?"
"Why not offer yourself?"
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Everyone knew that the noble and upright Xiao Chulan had finally returned to court, but no one knew the real reason he had come back.
His eyes had never been on the realm. They were fixed on his sister-in-law, who endured humiliation to treat him with proper respect.
But he knew how much she despised him.
She cared about the realm and the young emperor. Only with him was she constantly on guard, wary at every turn.
At the young emperor's birthday banquet, the officials joked that Xiao Chulan should take a wife. He answered with studied indifference, his gaze settling on the woman who silently nodded along.
That night, taking advantage of the wine, he barged into the empress dowager's chambers and collapsed drunk on her bed.
He clearly felt the woman's slender fingertips brushing over his brows and eyes as she repeatedly cursed him as a "scoundrel."
Perhaps she didn't know he had suddenly "woken up." There was still shock in her eyes, but before she could move away, he rolled over and pinned her to the bed.
"You're always so proper, sister-in-law. Why curse people behind their backs?"
"Niaoniao, say it again..."
Theme: Past and present lives
