Reborn to Take My Own Place in the Eastern Palace

(A silly, sweet little story, complete. Coming soon: the sweet and satisfying historical BL novel Top-Tier Star, Femme Fatale. Please add it to your list!)

After being reborn, Crown Princess Qiongyu was quite troubled.

In this life, Xiao Yunyi survived a catastrophe but injured his brain. The upright gentleman she knew woke up as a mad dog. "You're just a substitute. Don't imagine you can take the place of Yu'er in my heart!"

Watching the green hat poised to land on her head, Qiongyu was at a loss for tears. Being a substitute wasn't a problem, and Yu'er wasn't a problem, but she and Yu'er were the same person. That was a very big problem!

He was using the real her as a substitute? She was standing in the Eastern Palace as her own substitute???

Just as Qiongyu was speechless with frustration, Xiao Yunyi's previously underdeveloped tear ducts broke down along with his brain. If he couldn't wear clothes sewn by Yu'er, he cried.

If he couldn't see Yu'er's handwriting, he cried.

If he couldn't eat food Yu'er had cooked herself, he cried again!

To comfort him, Qiongyu made the best of a bad situation and imitated her old, terrible embroidery and her dark cuisine. She didn't expect Xiao Yunyi to remember her kindness. She only hoped to spend the rest of this life by his side.

But defying fate was never that easy. Villains framed her, Shule was massacred, Nan Zhao was plagued by strange sorcery, and disaster after disaster came crashing down. The Crown Prince, who had once coldly turned against her, saved her from danger again and again.

But the emotion lasted no more than three seconds.

"Your Highness, the Crown Princess! His Highness blames himself for saving another woman, and he's gone to kneel in the ancestral shrine again!"

Qiongyu: "..."

She gave Xiao Yunyi her whole heart. Why was he still hung up on how lively and carefree she used to be!?

After the storm had passed, Qiongyu finally couldn't help testing him. "Your Highness, if Yu'er became dignified, virtuous, sweet, and obedient, would you still like her?"

Xiao Yunyi, desperate to save himself, blurted out his heartfelt confession. "No matter what you become, I'll love you."

Qiongyu fell silent.

After a long pause, she flipped the table!

"You remembered a long time ago, didn't you?! What the hell were you pretending for?!"

That night.

"I was wrong. I really was." Xiao Yunyi stood in the cold with his bedding bundled in his arms, knocking on the Crown Princess's door for the twelfth time. "Can we talk after you let me in?"

From inside came a leisurely reply: "You should go back to your study and reminisce about your dear Yu'er yourself."

Reader's Guide:

* Before losing his memory: a noble, aloof prince. After losing his memory: a goofy, overbearing CEO type of crown prince x a once-dignified and self-possessed princess who later lets loose and is a hopeless face-con.

* Both leads are each other's only partners. The plot is absolutely not monotonous. Set in an alternate world!

* Thanks to Miss Bamu for the cover!

Coming soon: the sweet and satisfying historical BL novel Top-Tier Star, Femme Fatale

[A dark-hearted gong who wants to die x a money-grubbing older shou who transmigrates]

Guan Yue, a newly rising young actor, passed out from overwork and accidentally transmigrated.

The tone-deaf man somehow became the capital's top-tier musician.

Before he could even figure out what was happening, he was forced to take the place of the Prime Minister's son and, under the assumed name Bian Guanyue, serve an emperor obsessed with attaining immortality.

At his wit's end, he entered the palace, only to discover that Jiang Nanshu was nothing like the rumors about him.

Jiang Nanshu: Life is pointless. Why haven't I gone to the afterlife today?

Bian Guanyue: ...He definitely has some kind of serious illness.

"The whole internet says my singing is deadly. Why don't you give it a listen?"

The contract had been clear: the Bian family would pay him, and he would put on an act.

But the emperor didn't kick the bucket. The Bian family went under first.

He promptly fell from being a noble young master to a temptress who bewitched the ruler and brought ruin to the country.

A drought? Because he'd used an extra basin of water to bathe.

A famine? Because he'd left half a bowl of rice uneaten.

Blame fell on him from every direction.

The hardworking top-tier star slammed the table and stood up.

"If you're making me play the villain who brings ruin to the country, that's going to cost extra!"

Guessing that he was planning to escape the palace, the emperor sent him a thousand taels of silver and gold without hesitation.

"If that's not enough, there's more."

The sickly emperor had to pause for three breaths just to speak. "Stay. I'll give you anything you want."

Bian Guanyue paused while climbing out the window. "Um, have you found anyone to inherit your fortune yet?"

Jiang Nanshu: ?

What should you do when your wife doesn't just love money, but has her eye on your inheritance?

Asking online. It's urgent.

Theme: Trust brings good couples together, and love changes fate.