Chong Si (Double Rebirth)

[Complete] The whole story is finished =w= Please leave a rating, mwah! As a princess of the fallen dynasty, Xie Chongsi was made a Noble Consort and imprisoned in Yujin Palace for over two years after her husband, the Prince Consort, raised an army in rebellion and proclaimed himself emperor. Everyone said she was a bewitching calamity who had brought ruin to her country, a remnant of the old dynasty, yet she still enjoyed unending favor and shared his bed night after night. At last, Xie Chongsi and Xuan Jue perished together. She had thought she would return to the earth, leaving all grudges behind, but instead she returned to the age of fifteen. At this time, Xuan Jue was a noble and upright gentleman, handsome and refined, just the way she liked him best. But Xie Chongsi wanted nothing more than to stay as far away from him as possible. Why bother looking for a Prince Consort? Wouldn't it be wonderful to take on the harem, stabilize the court, and manage her household? ...But why did Xuan Jue, who was supposed to be so straightforward, feel strangely familiar to her? Xie Chongsi thought she was imagining things, until later, when Xuan Jue's warm eyes crinkled with laughter as he snipped off one peach blossom after another, then leaned close to her ear and murmured, "Chongchong, long time no see." Xie Chongsi: "." Proud, dazzling, and beautiful princess of a fallen kingdom x gentle, calculating Prince Consort who becomes emperor. Two timelines, past and present. [One-on-one romance, both leads have no prior sexual partners] [The past is complicated, and no one is at fault. Flashbacks will explain what happened.] [In this life, the couple are max-level players pretending to be newbies, fighting monsters, leveling up, and falling in love~] [At first, neither knows the other has been reborn. Their secret identities are revealed midway, and he pursues his wife w] --Next historical romance-- I See Guanyin 1. When Princess Xuan Rong of Zhaoping was seven, the Xiongnu surrendered and sent three hostages to Great Qi. The youngest boy came from a low-born maternal family and was constantly bullied by his older brothers. Moved by pity, she used her noble status to help him several times. In the end, the handsome, delicate boy's face turned cold. His thick lashes drooped as he knocked over a cup, then sneered amid the wreckage: "Little Bodhisattva, come to help me again?" "If you can't help me all the way, then don't give me any hope!" His gaze was fierce but feigned, like that of a wounded young wolf. Xuan Rong was at a loss for words. All she could do was hand him the Xiongnu saber that a Great Qi general had captured and presented to her on her birthday. Then she softly used their people's name for the divine to bless him: "May the shaman deity protect you." 2. Yelu Yao was sent as a hostage at twelve, returned north at sixteen and murdered his father, then united the northern frontier at twenty-two. He was like a wolf king whose fangs and claws had grown ever sharper. He seemed lazy and carefree, but was in truth cold and ruthless. Not even the most beautiful grassland girl could stir his heart. But Yelu Yao's trusted retainers knew. The talisman he wore close to his body and rarely removed, and the curved blade Hidden Moon that he polished for a long time every night, were gifts from the same person. She was the moon that had hung high above him in his youth. Her light had shone upon him. * Later, they unexpectedly met beyond the frontier. Yelu Yao had heard the folk tales: Princess Zhaoping traveled the land with Master Qiu Ming, giving alms. The common people had built a shrine for her, calling her the living Guanyin. Seated high in a divine hall, she seemed impossibly distant. So he never expected to run into her on a night spent hunting down his older brother. Yelu Yao looked at the elegant, composed young woman and drew in his defiant claws. Though his heart churned with a thousand thoughts, he only turned the ring on his finger, smiling calmly as he said, "...Little Bodhisattva?" 3. With all the gods above, he bows to the goddess and hopes: I take joy in seeing Guanyin. Surely Guanyin feels the same when she sees me. [Grassland Wolf King x Pearl of a Golden Age] [Road-trip scenery writing (not really)] --Upcoming novel-- The Emperor Is a Transmigrator Too. Click the upper-right corner to pre-order it in my author collection~ Please add it to your collection! [Blurb] Xiu Mu transmigrates into the body of a lowly-born son of the prime minister's household. He's utterly unloved, neglected by his parents, and bullied by his brothers. Relying on modern knowledge, he makes a spectacular success of infrastructure projects, thrives in the court, and dishes out face-slapping comeuppance to the villains. He always thought he was absolutely the chosen one, practically the protagonist of a novel on some web-fiction site. Until one day. Xiu Mu: "Your Majesty, what a coincidence. You transmigrated too?" The Emperor: "..." Xiu Mu: "Heh, how come you never helped out a fellow countryman before?" The Emperor: "...How do you think you passed with those incoherent exam essays of yours???" Only then did Xiu Mu realize he might have been cast as the protagonist's sidekick. He would have to keep diligently serving the country and helping the protagonist consolidate his power if he wanted to cling to his coattails and live a good life. Later, when he climbed out of the imperial bed, he fell into deep thought. Could he have landed in the script of one of those romance novels...? #Let's dig into the story of that engineering guy with absolutely terrible literary skills# #Mom, that examinee has hooked up with the examiner!# #I have to secretly help this science student who knows nothing outside math, physics, and chemistry. Being emperor is exhausting# #When fellow countrymen meet, tears well up in both their eyes# This should be a delightfully goofy, silly what-if story =w= (not really) Steampunk infrastructure-building~ Theme: Finding a way to break through the impasse