Xia Ji transmigrates together with her client.
Xia Ji becomes the tragic heroine of the angst novel she wrote. From the start, her family is sacrificed and her friends die, leaving Xia Ji at the mercy of others.
The handsome male lead she once wrote now stares at her with a sinister expression. Xia Ji cries, "My child, you can't treat your own mom like this!"
The original male lead responds with a glare. Xia Ji sniffles and keeps writing the plot, hoping to change her fate.
Unexpectedly, she runs into the story's biggest villain.
One day, the official Ye Xu makes a delicate hand gesture, then gives himself away by speaking with a Sichuan accent.
Xia Ji is dumbfounded. "Palace Jade Liquor?"
Ye Xu is shocked. "One hundred and eighty a cup?"
#That look says we're from the same era#
#Joining forces to survive, why do my client and I get along so well?#
#No chili peppers in this godforsaken dynasty, a Sichuan native's worst nightmare#
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1. Historical fantasy, HE, 1v1. Both leads transmigrate into a book.
2. People aren't flawless from birth, and characters inevitably have flaws. We're sorry if anything makes you uncomfortable. Please stop reading to protect your eyes.
3. The leads recognize each other after the VIP chapters.
Next: This Assassin Is a Loyal Dog
#Gu Changnian grew up surrounded by love. Her maternal uncle was an all-powerful emperor, and when she was fourteen, she was granted the title of princess.
When the Xianhu people came seeking a bride, her uncle couldn't bear to marry off his own daughter to the distant desert, so Gu Changnian took the princess's place in the political marriage.
In the great hall, the Xianhu envoy solemnly promised that the Xianhu Khan would treat her well.
Gu Changnian left Chang'an in a daze. Looking back at its red halls and green tiles, she felt sad yet exhilarated, her heart newly stirred and filled with longing.
But Gu Changnian never reached the end of the vast desert.
Three months after the wedding, the Xianhu Khan sent his troops against her homeland. Gu Changnian died in the palace.
The Xianhu Khan, once so gentle-eyed, coldly drove his sword into her chest.
In that hall filled with the mournful howl of the wind, who wept until their eyes were red for her?
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Yan Bo'an is a wandering swordsman. He takes jobs killing people and protecting others. As long as the pay is good, he'll do anything.
He first met Gu Changnian in the garden of the Gu residence. She smiled brightly and sweetly, with no idea what fate awaited her.
Yan Bo'an was hired to escort her to her marriage in the distant desert. Under the sun, she wore a ruqun and a string of Buddhist prayer beads. She was lovely.
Yan Bo'an saw Gu Changnian again at a Buddhist temple in the mountains of Xianhu. She knelt before the Buddha, with the Xianhu Khan behind her.
The last time Yan Bo'an saw Gu Changnian was in the hall filled with the mournful howl of the wind. Her once crescent-shaped eyes were as dry as a well, and blood kept pouring from her. The girl he had secretly loved would never open her eyes again.
"My last job paid me with a string of prayer beads. That girl was always fingering them as she recited, 'Amitabha.' I killed the Xianhu Khan, but at the Bridge of Helplessness, Lady Meng said my attachment ran too deep, so she sent me back to the beginning."
When I opened my eyes again, my soul had returned to my body. I was standing beside her, and she tilted her head to look at me.
Concurrent historical novel: The Chang'an Constables
#On the last day of the Qian Dynasty, Ning Song served as a constable one final time.
The rebels shouted as they charged into the once-prosperous imperial palace, armed with swords, spears, and halberds. Their final strike drove the rotten dynasty into the abyss.
As a constable of Chang'an, Ning Song had protected the city for years in a woman's body. Today, she would use that same body to defend the dynasty on the brink of collapse.
So she gripped her notched blade and dragged her bleeding leg into the enemy ranks. Through wave after wave of bloody mist, she saw a banner being licked by tongues of flame.
Beneath the banner was Yin Santeng's bloodied face.
The sight of the man she loved fighting amid the flames stirred Ning Song's tenderest feelings. A tremendous killing intent surged through her. If they could not live together, then they would die together.
As the bloody mist swirled around them, Ning Song heard Yin Santeng say, "A Song, run! Don't die with me."
"You're our witness. Live, and tell everyone that the constables weren't rebels making a last stand."
Ning Song became the only person who remembered that the constables had ever existed.
So she survived, becoming a traitor to the dead and a lapdog of the new dynasty.
The new dynasty was named Xian. In its third month, the Xian Emperor reinstated the constable post and made an exception by promoting Ning Song, a rebel from the previous dynasty. She became a constable of the new dynasty.
In the first year of Baoguang, new constables surrounded Ning Song in the streets of Chang'an and asked about her past.
Ning Song touched the scar left by the tattoo punishment on her face and calmly said, "My story begins in the first year of Yongxian, during the Qian Dynasty."
Coming soon: Historical novel The Chang'an Constables
#On the last day of the Qian Dynasty, Ning Song served as a constable one final time.
The rebels shouted as they charged into the once-prosperous imperial palace, armed with swords, spears, and halberds. Their final strike drove the rotten dynasty into the abyss.
As a constable of Chang'an, Ning Song had protected the city for years in a woman's body. Today, she would use that same body to defend the dynasty on the brink of collapse.
So she gripped her notched blade and dragged her bleeding leg into the enemy ranks. Through wave after wave of bloody mist, she saw a banner being licked by tongues of flame.
Beneath the banner was Yin Santeng's bloodied face.
The sight of the man she loved fighting amid the flames stirred Ning Song's tenderest feelings. A tremendous killing intent surged through her. If they could not live together, then they would die together.
As the bloody mist swirled around them, Ning Song heard Yin Santeng say, "A Song, run! Don't die with me."
"You're our witness. Live, and tell everyone that the constables weren't rebels making a last stand."
Ning Song became the only person who remembered that the constables had ever existed.
So she survived, becoming a traitor to the dead and a lapdog of the new dynasty.
The new dynasty was named Xian. In its third month, the Xian Emperor reinstated the constable post and made an exception by promoting Ning Song, a rebel from the previous dynasty. She became a constable of the new dynasty.
In the first year of Baoguang, new constables surrounded Ning Song in the streets of Chang'an and asked about her past.
Ning Song touched the scar left by the tattoo punishment on her face and calmly said, "My story begins in the first year of Yongxian, during the Qian Dynasty."
Theme: No matter what circumstances you face, never bow your head.
Life
My Beautiful, Fierce Husband
Reborn, I Eloped with the Princess Sent Away for a Political Marriage
She Was Born to Be Free
She Sponsored an Emperor
I Have an Imperial Edict to Steal a Bride
Dream of the Red Chamber Never Sleeps
This Sword Will Never Waver
The Imperial Princess Isn't a Lesbian Today
I'm back to read it!!! Fortunately, we have returned to modern times. I told my friends today that it would be a pity if this book did not return to modern times. Then I thought about it, probably because of the sense of detachment. The male and female protagonists have never had any bond with ancient times. They have always only had each other. So the peaceful modern era is more suitable for them. However, there is no part about the male protagonist paying back the money hahahaha (I really can't get over this joke)
Woo woo hoo, they finally went back. The male protagonist was quite sarcastic and longed to be loved, but the queen only saw power. He was proud of his life and ended up like this, but it was his own doing. The younger brother actually really admired him, even though he knew he looked down on him. Maybe it was a disguise at the beginning, but no one can pretend to be himself for years, but the concubine's reckless end made the younger brother completely realize that the male protagonist could not let him go, and he would only die if he did not fight. So he went to fight. The male protagonist is a child who lacks the influence of love, so his personality is distorted. In my opinion, the heroine's early joy is just to encourage herself to survive (I used to do this often). Later, when I confessed to Ye, I really wanted to cry. The two of them carefully expressed their sincerity. It had nothing to do with the romance. It was just that the two lonely people in the different worlds finally had a companion and no longer lived alone. It really moved me to death (≧ω≦)
What should I do? I actually feel that the male and female protagonists have the feeling of a bitch and a male (bushi?
This is my first book in full. I hope Xia Ji and Ye Xu can live a good life in modern times.
I have been commuting for four hours every day, and I'm also busy moving. I'm sorry, please give me some time to kowtow, sisters.
You are no longer hardworking.
Claw, Dada, why don't you update it?
I recently graduated and am busy looking for a job. Sorry for not updating. I will update when things stabilize.
Oh my gosh. Jpg
It feels like I have read countless more completed novels in the same period, and the love story between the male and female protagonists in this one has just begun.