[I'm stuck. I'll be back after I sort out the outline and revise the story. Sorry (T_T)]
Nian Shiyou is a man who lives in a cold abyss.
Only when night falls and he sinks into that absurd, beautiful dream can he truly feel his heartbeat and suppress the violent rage roiling inside him.
In his dream, there's a girl with eyes like stars. When she smiles, a brilliant galaxy lights up his endless night.
She watches him ride horses and practice swordsmanship.
She plays music with him in perfect harmony.
She dances among the flowers for him.
But when he wakes from that intoxicating dream, he is a prince of a different surname with power over the court, while she... is the most favored Princess Rui'an in the empire.
Or, it could be said that Princess Rui'an, Xi Yu, has the exact same face as the girl in his dreams.
But how could someone from that filthy imperial city ever compare to his stars?
Xi Yu is merely a pawn he has chosen. Marrying her is the first step in his grand plan for revenge.
After they marry, he looks at that face and indulges in games and laughter, doing everything with her that he did in his dreams.
Riding horses and practicing swordsmanship, playing music in harmony, dancing among the flowers.
And yet, he also sends his sword flying past her ear, snaps her zither strings, and breaks her flower branches.
Later, he completes his plan step by step. All that remains is to storm the imperial city.
On a snowy, windswept dusk, she stands in red on the city tower. "A You, are you determined to go in?"
"I am."
The two cold, decisive words merge with the howling wind. She leaps from the tower, every bit as resolute as he is, like a red plum blossom falling to the ground.
Crimson spreads, turning into fragments of beautiful dreams. They gradually merge, and at last he remembers his past life.
Back then, on a dusk just like this one, he stormed the imperial city, only to be betrayed by his confidant and trapped like a wild beast. In his hour of danger, she stood in front of him and took the hidden weapons and arrows flying at him from every side. Amid the mist of blood, her breath faint, she said, "A You, I'll protect you, in every life, forever."
In this life, Nian Shiyou finally ascends the throne. He renames Kunning Palace Fuyin Palace, plants an entire garden full of flowers himself, and sets out an elegant zither... But there is no one left to watch him ride horses and practice swordsmanship.
1. One-on-one romance, happy ending. The male lead is reborn and will slowly regain his memories.
2. Alternate history.
*Please add my upcoming novels "Marquis, Your Secret Identity Is Showing" and "The Mute Beauty" to your reading list~
*Blurb for "Marquis, Your Secret Identity Is Showing":
Mu Qing stands in front of a house outside the capital, clutching a jade pendant in one hand and knocking on the door with the other.
Her mother gave it to her on her deathbed and told her to take it and find the man she would marry.
The door opens, and an elegant young man with flowing black hair appears. Uneasily, she asks, "A-are you Ji Yuran?"
The man hesitates briefly, then replies, "...Yes."
Later, as a matter of course, they marry and live in wedded bliss.
But she can't help feeling that something isn't quite right. Her mother said Ji Yuran was a refined, gentle gentleman, but her husband bullies her every day and only stops when she pleads for mercy with tears in her eyes.
Still, he's her husband, isn't he? He's so handsome, and he keeps whispering sweet nothings in her ear.
After a period of loving, blissful days, her husband tells her he has to leave home for half a month. She tearfully says goodbye, then is tormented by longing for him.
But half a month passes, and there's still no word from him.
Later, she accidentally finds a hidden door in the house. Following the secret passage, she ends up in the house next door. Just as she's about to open the door, she hears a sweet, lilting voice from the other side: "Yuran, you're so mean."
After being injured in a conspiracy, Lian Qianfan stays at a friend's house to recuperate. One day, he opens the door and finds her standing there with anxious eyes. Hearing her gentle words, he answers without thinking, as if under a spell: "I can be."
Once his injuries heal, he has to return to his estate to deal with family matters, but other affairs keep him busy. When he finally comes back, the house is empty.
Theme: Never forget your original purpose, and strive to make each day count.
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π_ππ_π I would like to apologize to all the cuties who are following the article. I am going to revise the outline and the remaining manuscripts in the past few days. I will resume the update next Monday. I will update it regularly by then~⊙⊙
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I saw my review from two years ago. It's terrible. I haven't come back after two years of sorting it out. Is it a scam?
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers.
Is this a trap? No, I've been looking forward to it for a long time.
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Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming.
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Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming.
π_ππ_π I would like to apologize to all the cuties who are following the article. I am going to revise the outline and the remaining manuscripts in the past few days. I will resume the update next Monday. I will update it regularly by then~⊙⊙
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers.
Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming.