Ghost Blows Out the Light: The Tribulation Arc
Blurb 1
With all kinds of skills and peerless martial arts bestowed on her by the System, Zhu Qianqiu begins her mission: to make Emperor Donghua fall in love with the Demon Lord Miaoluo. She becomes a drop of the Demon Lord's heart's blood and meets Zhagu Shao, Emperor Donghua's reincarnation undergoing tribulation in the mortal realm, beginning a life both moving and tragic.
Blurb 2
Demon Lord Miaoluo: "Donghua, you fell in love with my incarnation. Ha ha! You lose!"
Emperor Donghua: "You are you, and she is she."
Demon Lord Miaoluo: "Zhu Qianqiu is my heart's blood!"
Emperor Donghua: "...She is my heart's blood too."
Blurb 3:
Emperor Donghua: "Zhu Qianqiu, how dare you leave with my child in your belly! And you even let the child call someone else father!"
Zhu Qianqiu: "Sorry, Your Majesty, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm the Demon Lord Miaoluo."
Emperor Donghua: "Whoever you are, you are the one and only wife of mine, in heaven and on earth!"
Notes: 1. In the mortal realm: a forceful husband x a wife who is thoroughly henpecked. In the heavenly realm: the domineering, arrogant ruler of heaven and earth x the Demon Realm's queen, whose rebellious phase came late.
2. The husband pursues his wife after driving her away.
3. The male lead is possessive and henpecked. The female lead goes through a rebellious phase later on.
A crossover between The Pillow Book and Candle in the Tomb: The Wrath of Time.
My new novel, My Infertile Little Wolf Husband (Matriarchy), is currently being serialized.
Xu Qingyin arrives in the matriarchal kingdom of Haoyue with a box of children's probiotics, only to become a pediatric prodigy??
The men here have a red mole between their brows, which allows women to conceive. Those without one can have sex but are infertile, and from birth are destined to be sold to a brothel. One day at a brothel, she meets an unrivaled beauty with no mole between his brows, who suffers constant abuse. But why does he look so much like a top-tier star from the twenty-first century? Don't be afraid, idol, I'll protect you!
Su Luobai's starry eyes grow dim. "I can't give you an heir."
Xu Qingyin replies without hesitation, "I'm afraid of pain. I don't want to give birth."
Su Luobai lowers his eyes. "Mistress, you don't need to comfort me. If one day someone is willing to... lend us a child, I'll treat it as my own."
But of course there has to be a second male lead. "You've worked so hard to build your business. You need someone to inherit it. The catch is, you have to find a husband who can bear children. So I'm the only suitable choice," the cool and elegant young man in white says, a burning intensity flashing through his eyes.
"Huh? You mean I have to have your child, and then the child and my business will both belong to you?" Xu Qingyin asks.
"You're wrong. Your child is yours, and your business is yours. My business is yours... and I myself am yours too."
Xu Qingyin: "...Let's get one thing straight first. Jinjiang doesn't allow polyamory."
[The female lead has a portable space that keeps unlocking new mystery-box features, helping her build her own business empire and balance her career with love (or several loves).]
Theme: Even if oceans turn to mulberry fields, my love for you will never change.
Si Ming deserves to die, who dares to use such a minister?
I want to go to Kangkang in the big manuscript box
Crematorium, crematorium, ah ah ah, I really like your novels
Is he ordinary or the three-year-old version of Ding Peng?
This chapter is the end of this article. I am not going to write the following article about exploring the beauty of cheongsam.
I saved it for a few days and finished reading it all at once on QAQ. I saw this article of yours on another platform, but the author's name is not yours~
No more (((*°▽°*)(*°▽°*)))?
Hahahaha, calling Emperor Donghua is still useful, isn't this coming?
The murderer is obviously +1 Mrs. Because of your article, I went to see The Cheongsam Detective 233
Woo woo woo woo, madam, the unpopular cp I drank finally found food from you.