The Beloved Consort of a Down-and-Out Prince

Check out my new novels: The Crown Prince Is Actually My Dead Husband! and Snatching an Ancestor to Be My Wife

Ye Yuming transmigrated into the body of Prince Jing's male consort.

Han Sui, Prince Jing, was banished to the desolate region of Bashu amid a political feud. His household was in chaos, and almost everyone who could find a way to flee had already left. The once-glorious Prince Jing's residence was suddenly deserted.

Only Ye Yuming was wholeheartedly willing to pack his things and accompany the prince south, his loyalty as plain as day.

Unfortunately, His Highness wanted none of it.

Han Sui gripped Ye Yuming's chin and said coldly, "You're nothing but a pawn and a spy. Go throw yourself down a well while you still can, or I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Ye Yuming was desperate to stay alive. "Don't worry, Your Highness. I'll go anywhere, even to the ends of the earth. Worst comes to worst, I'll support you!"

Ye Yuming knew the story. Prince Jing's downfall was only temporary. After the old emperor died and the new emperor ascended the throne, Han Sui would be revealed as the new emperor's full brother. People said there was no affection in the imperial family, but these two were the exception. Han Sui had been exiled this time to take the blame for his brother. Once the new emperor took the throne, Prince Jing would become one of the most untouchable people in the land. He was a genuine stock with huge potential!

For the sake of his own life and the comfortable future ahead, Ye Yuming decided to persuade Prince Jing first.

But as he did, something started to feel off. Why was his belly getting bigger?

Ye Yuming: I wonder if it's too late to throw myself down a well.

Han Sui: Take my hand, and I'll drag you away.

----- New novel begins: The Crown Prince Is Actually My Dead Husband! -----

After passing the imperial examinations with top honors, Xu Yun was appointed county lieutenant in Qingfeng County. He was a low-ranking official, beneath even the lowest ninth rank. His days were spent either chasing chickens for one neighbor or finding a dog for another. He gave his two measly paychecks to the poor people in his neighborhood, and his official robe had patch after patch. His life was poor but peaceful, and Xu Yun was quite content.

Then came an unexpected torrential rain that flooded more than a dozen nearby counties. While leading people to clear silt, build embankments, and coordinate flood defenses, Xu Yun happened upon a handsome husband with thick brows and bright eyes. The man was truly beautiful. With his eyes closed in a coma, he looked like an immortal descended from heaven. When he opened them, his large eyes and long lashes shone like a river of stars. Xu Yun fell for him at first sight.

No one knew what river the man had come down. He was covered in wounds and had lost his memory, so Xu Yun named him Xu Ziyu and took him in. When the old hen laid eggs, Xu Yun made egg custard for Ziyu. He saved the sweet fruit from the trees for Ziyu to eat, and spent his pay on clothes for him. He was always fussing over Ziyu, devoting his whole heart to him without asking for anything in return.

Xu Ziyu's memory was blank, and the first person he saw was the silly Xu Yun. That silly man offered him a warm heart and took up all of Xu Ziyu's attention. He waited for Xu Yun to tug at his clothes, for him to sneak into his room in the middle of the night, and for him to shyly present a sachet embroidered with mandarin ducks. But Xu Yun tugged at his clothes only to apply medicine, came to his room at night because he was afraid Xu Ziyu had a fever, and gave him a mandarin duck sachet to ward off mosquitoes.

Unable to wait any longer, Xu Ziyu pinned him in a corner. "Let's stop waiting. We'll consummate the marriage today and hold the wedding ceremony tomorrow. Do you object?"

"I-I do!" Xu Yun stammered, blushing. "I can't take advantage of you. You still have amnesia!"

Kissing the lips he had longed for, Xu Ziyu chuckled. "Then take advantage of me."

After they married, the couple chased chickens and dogs together, living in sweet harmony. They thought they would be together forever, but while transporting tax grain, they were ambushed by bandits. Xu Ziyu fell from a cliff, and Xu Yun searched the valley for seven days and seven nights without finding a trace of him. Everyone said Xu Ziyu was dead. Xu Yun was the only one who didn't believe it.

Three years later, thanks to a recommendation from a fellow examinee, Xu Yun was transferred to the capital to serve as a copyist at the East Palace's Chongwen Academy. But when he saw the crown prince, he accidentally smashed the prince's favorite Huizhou inkstone.

Crown Prince Liang Haojin considered himself kind and considerate, but the new copyist, Xu Yun, seemed terribly afraid of him. Whenever they met, Xu Yun would try to dodge him, like a mouse fleeing a cat. Liang Haojin was displeased. He admired Xu Yun's talent and most enjoyed talking with him. He couldn't stand seeing Xu Yun so timid around him.

After thinking it over, he decided he simply hadn't shown Xu Yun enough favor. From then on, he often kept Xu Yun by his side, and sent gifts to Xu Yun's home in a constant stream.

But it had no effect at all. Xu Yun became even more afraid of him.

Liang Haojin was troubled. Xu Yun's catlike eyes seemed as if they ought to be filled with affection, and his slender waist always made Liang Haojin feel as though he had held it before. Especially when Xu Yun looked up at him, Liang Haojin felt that he should kiss him the very next moment. After thinking about Xu Yun by day and night, and reading through every erotic story he could find, Liang Haojin finally realized he had fallen for Xu Yun. It might be old-fashioned, but it was definitely love at first sight.

Hoping to get closer to Xu Yun and win his heart, Liang Haojin visited him on the day before his day off. Instead, he found Xu Yun dressed in mourning clothes, burning paper offerings at home and murmuring, "Husband, I'm going back to Qingfeng to build you a grave and erect a headstone. I'll make offerings every year during Qingming and Hanshi. If you lack food or clothes, come to me in a dream."

Outside the courtyard, Liang Haojin leaned against the wall, gasping for breath.

Xu Yun was going back to Qingfeng? Xu Yun had a husband?!

Thank goodness that husband was a short-lived man. Xu Yun could only be his!

Liang Haojin relentlessly pursued him. He had held Xu Yun's waist and kissed his lips, and even tasted his tears.

Just as the satisfied crown prince thought he had finally found happiness, Xu Yun broke down in tears. "Please let me go, Your Highness. My heart belongs only to my late husband. When Your Highness kisses me, I see him. When you make love to me, I see him, too. I can't tell which of you is Your Highness and which is my late husband anymore."

Liang Haojin's heart turned bitter and cold. "What do you mean, your heart belongs only to him? What about me? You clearly..."

Before he could finish, Xu Yun cut him off. "Because to me, Your Highness has the same face as my late husband!"

Xu Yun thought he had become delusional from missing his late husband, but he never imagined that the crown prince was his dead husband!

Liang Haojin thought he was a replacement for that short-lived man. Who could have guessed he was that short-lived man himself!

----- New novel begins: Snatching an Ancestor to Be My Wife -----

Bai Yanchuan brought home a beauty. The beauty was elegant and ethereal, with an extraordinary presence and a face that struck Bai Yanchuan right in the heart. Love at first sight got the better of him, and Bai Yanchuan immediately set about arranging a wedding so they could marry and consummate their union. The wedding night was short and sweet, and Bai Yanchuan was utterly bewitched. Then he heard the beauty whisper in his ear, "Husband, would you follow me through life and death?"

At a crucial moment, Bai Yanchuan kissed the beauty carelessly and agreed to everything. "Not just through life and death, I'll give you my life!"

The beauty bit a mark into his shoulder. "Then it's a promise!"

Their wedding night was blissful. His wife was not only beautiful, but also obedient in every way. Just as Bai Yanchuan was so enthralled he no longer knew up from down, his wife suddenly disappeared.

Bai Yanchuan was frantic. But something even more urgent came up: the deposed crown prince, Liang Chengmin, had launched a rebellion and captured three cities. Now he wanted to negotiate with them!

When they met again, Liang Chengmin's eyes were cold as blades. "General Bai, I command a hundred thousand elite soldiers. I can offer you high office and great wealth."

The moment the envoy took off his hood, Bai Yanchuan's head started buzzing. The beauty's cold words were even more grating. Without thinking, he snapped, "Is it your face or that mouth of yours you expect me to trust?"

Liang Chengmin turned and left. "We'll meet on the battlefield. It will be kill or be killed!"

Bai Yanchuan: ...I knew he was here to take my life!

The old emperor was senile, and the realm was in decline. Crown Prince Liang Chengmin was upright, welcomed advice, and cared for the people. He had the support of the court and the love of the people, but the emperor believed slander, deposed him, and sentenced him to death. Liang Chengmin then raised an army to save the emperor, but his forces ran into the unruly, uncontrollable White Tiger general, who refused to follow orders. Liang Chengmin had always valued talented military leaders, so he sought to recruit him.

But Liang Chengmin was ambushed and injured along the way, losing his memory. Someone rescued him. That person was gentle and kind, and spoiled him in every way. Liang Chengmin's heart wavered, but in the end he couldn't resist the sweet words. They grew ever closer, living like a loving married couple and sharing every kind of intimacy. Only after regaining his memory and deciding to tell the other man who he was did Liang Chengmin discover that their tenderness had been nothing but a scheme.

Furious, he bit Bai Yanchuan's shoulder. If Bai Yanchuan wasn't a good match for him, then he would make him a blade in his hand!

The army heard that their commander had recruited a former general of the previous dynasty without spending a single soldier, gaining a hundred thousand elite troops, and had won the loyalty of the mighty White Tiger. If the commander told him to go east, he wouldn't dare go west. If ordered to chase dogs, he wouldn't chase chickens. The generals applauded, but some couldn't help feeling jealous.

They were all key members of the army that would save the emperor, and they all wanted a share of the glory. Why was this man the one who got all the attention?

When the commander planned to attack a city, he volunteered to lead the charge. When the commander traveled, he led his horse. When the commander wanted a sour plum, he went out before dawn to pick the freshest one. He had no shame!

Bai Yanchuan: How is it the same? You're trying to earn glory by helping the new emperor. I'm taking care of my wife!

Late one night, a shadow slipped into the commander's tent and wrapped its arms around Liang Chengmin as he read. The shadow whined, "Surely it's my turn to lead the troops today? Old Wu is getting on in years. Don't make him work so hard."

"Old Wu is experienced and steady. Using him against the enemy will wear them down." Liang Chengmin held back the hand tugging at his clothes, his expression cold. "General Bai, show some restraint. I didn't summon you today. Leave."

Bai Yanchuan was furious. "You call me over whenever you like, then send me away whenever you like. What do you take me for?"

Liang Chengmin: "Your duty as a general is to help me take the imperial city. You should know your place."

Bai Yanchuan: "I don't know my place, but you know my measurements better than anyone."

The soldiers noticed that the White Tiger seemed to be fired up by something and had become even fiercer. The imperial city, which should have taken three months to conquer, fell in a little over a month.

When the new emperor took the throne and rewarded everyone according to their service, they all thought the White Tiger would surely be made a duke. But the new emperor didn't grant him a title, and the soldiers began to suspect that the emperor planned to cook the hound after the hunt.

Then an imperial edict appointing the White Tiger as empress left everyone speechless. They regretted being so rude to him before. If they had known he was aiming for the empress's position, who would have been foolish enough to compete with him for the emperor's favor?

Bai Yanchuan: At first, I just wanted to snatch myself a wife. Then my wife insisted on becoming emperor, and a good husband has to fulfill all his wife's needs.

Liang Chengmin: At first, I just wanted to recruit a general. But he insisted on becoming my empress, and a good emperor has to fulfill all his beloved general's needs.

Bai Yanchuan: Including the needs that involve being inside me. Thanks. :)

------- My friend's novel: I Use Secret Identities to Start a Cultivation University, by Zhi Ya -------

Lu Xiuyuan inherited his family's Taoist temple. By chance, he discovered that the run-down temple was actually the ruins of an ancient immortal sect.

As he bound himself to the sect leader's seal, he also learned the terrifying truth: this world had been targeted by extraterrestrial demonic seeds.

Day One:

Lu Xiuyuan: I can see that fate has brought us together. Would you like to come study sword-flying at my immortal sect?

Random passerby, making a joke: Spell cultivators are handsome, body cultivators have huge assets, alchemists are loaded, and healers can cure every disease. What do sword cultivators have? Sword cultivators are for dogs, no one wants to learn from them!

Lu Xiuyuan: ...

To save the world, Lu Xiuyuan had no choice but to create several secret identities and make his sect look like some fly-by-night university.

Day Two: A sword cultivator dressed all in white split a tsunami with one slash and rescued someone who had been swept out to sea.

The passerby fell to his knees. "Master, fate has brought me to you. Please accept me as your disciple! Spell cultivators are fragile, body cultivators are brainless, alchemists blow up their furnaces, and healers are superstitious. I love sword cultivators! Sword cultivators are the best!!!"

Lu Xiuyuan: ...To be honest, I also have secret identities as a spell cultivator, body cultivator, alchemist, and healer.

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One day, extraterrestrial demonic seeds tore through the barrier between worlds and prepared to turn Blue Star into a farm. But in the next moment, 1.4 billion cultivators sharpened their blades and charged the demons.

The most dangerous hunters often appear to be the most harmless prey.

The cultivators of Blue Star fought over who got to go first. "Me! Let me do it! Leave me an arm, please!!!"

Theme: Stay optimistic and positive in difficult circumstances, love life, and make your own way. Build a beautiful and happy life in a new environment, grow through setbacks and hardships, and welcome a brilliant rainbow together after weathering the storm.