[The result of my first attempt at writing. The plot has problems, and I lost my outline, so it's on hiatus, sob.]
[Completed: National Treasure-Level Top Student Transmigrates into an Entertainment Industry Beauty. Coming soon: No Love]
[The heroine's story]
The first time Tu Yun climbed over a wall to sneak out, a little boy in the alley teased her, and she rolled up her sleeves and got into a brawl.
The first time Tu Yun went to a private school, the teacher personally took her home and withdrew her from school, and her mother beat her with a broom.
The first time Tu Yun sneaked into a brothel, people chased her for four whole streets, leaving chaos in their wake.
The first time Tu Yun entered the capital, the new emperor named her empress, and she was to be carried into the palace in three months.
Tu Yun's life was full of twists and turns. Heaven had never been kind to her, so she had never been one to let fate have its way.
Who wants to be that ridiculous empress, locked up in the palace for the rest of her life?
Tu Yun tore off her phoenix crown and bridal robes, grabbed her blade, and mounted her horse.
[The hero's story]
At four, Xie Baitang crouched in a slave market in rags, waiting to be bought. At twelve, he crawled out of an underground palace after barely escaping with his life, nearly blind, having learned to play the part of a weapon that could breathe.
Everyone said the Prince Chun's adopted son was refined and noble, a gentleman as pure as jade, one of the capital's Four Young Gentlemen, and a favorite of the imperial family. Whenever he rode down Chang'an Street, the girls would shower him with handkerchiefs and flowers.
Who could know that beneath his aloof, handsome exterior, his core had long since rotted away, leaving him like a walking corpse?
Xie Baitang lived coldly and without feeling until the age of nineteen. He thought he had lived long enough. The troublesome little girl he'd picked up along the way had found a good home, so that was enough. He had nothing left to live for and was ready to meet his end in peace.
Until the day he knelt on the execution block and saw a young woman charge into the execution grounds alone, blade in hand, a crimson robe parting an army of thousands.
Reading guide:
1. I actually wanted to write the growing-up story of a scatterbrained girl, but I didn't have the writing skills to pull it off.
2. The leads are 1v1, and neither has any exes.
3. The history is fictional, so don't take it too seriously. It's a nontraditional serious drama.
4. The author's logic is buried in the ground and beyond saving. Don't expect too much.
5. The plot and characters are all original. Any resemblance is purely coincidental.
6. Please, everyone, check out my upcoming story. I swear I'll work hard on it!
7. This story grew out of a promise. I dedicate it to Lu on her eighteenth birthday.
8. I heard acting cute and rolling around can get you more readers. Is that true? _(:з"∠)_
Theme: Happiness doesn't fall from the sky. You have to fight for it yourself!
I've been watching the sky at night recently, and the Dove star has been cooing. I wonder when it will be updated?
I don't think it's possible to abandon the pit.
Suddenly I remembered the scene when I met you in Bishui, hahaha, it's been more than a month without realizing it. From the large size to the small size, the scumbag shed painful tears I haven't followed updates for a while, I hope Qiao Qiao can join V soon. I want to do a business deal with you about Jinjiang coins.
I dug into the author's computer, and then dug it out. I couldn't find any manuscripts, so I had to take away a pile of yellow paint.
It's great, please hurry up and add more qwq
This, this situation is not good
Spread flowers, hair growth agent, happy pills, inspiration pills
I don't know what to say, but Qiao Qiao has to work hard.
To quote Yun'er: Bad thing! Spread manuscript
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers.