After her closest family member's soul was utterly destroyed, Nan Qing was overcome with despair. She secretly gave her Seven-Orificed Exquisite Heart to the Demon Venerable Mingyuan, then switched to the Dao of Nonaction and began cultivating the Art of Great Dao Dispassion. Her fellow disciples always teased her for cultivating the Dao of "minding your own business."
But years later, her senior brother brought home the Demon Venerable Mingyuan, who had been severely injured and transformed into a boy, and insisted on making this sinister, unhinged man her disciple. Nan Qing nearly fell apart...
Unbelievable. She'd only given him her heart on a whim back then, so how had she spent all these years trying to avoid him and still failed to shake him off?
[Mutual Redemption] A carefree, heartless fairy who goes with the flow X an obsessive Demon Venerable with overwhelming possessiveness
Everyone had always believed that after the war between immortals and demons, Fairy Nan Qing and the Demon Venerable Mingyuan would be sworn enemies, determined to kill each other. Yet when the Demon Venerable Mingyuan gave up all his cultivation to bear the Netherworld Mystic Flame for Fairy Nan Qing, she did not hesitate to shatter his immortal body with divine power...
Everyone sighed: Ah, the mortal world. It truly can't be touched. Not even the Art of Dispassion can help you escape it.
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As the only daughter of the current Grand Secretary, Tan Zhirong had been careful and cautious since childhood, always treading on thin ice. At last, she made it through to the day she could marry the Crown Prince, her childhood sweetheart.
But on her wedding day, a regent from a neighboring kingdom appeared out of nowhere, someone who had no connection to her whatsoever. He brought along a toddler and kept pointing at her, accusing her in a wounded voice of abandoning her husband and daughter and seducing him only to cast him aside.
What was worse, the toddler really did look exactly like her!
Was the neighboring kingdom really willing to sacrifice this much just to meddle in their court's politics?
Tan Zhirong thought back over her perfectly ordinary first half of life. Her memories were intact, and she had never met this bizarre father and daughter.
But, um, how could she explain the toddler who looked exactly like her? Could she be the illegitimate daughter her father, the Grand Secretary, had left behind somewhere?
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Feng Rucen looked utterly aggrieved. "Zhizhi, you... you seduced me and then abandoned me!"
Tan Zhirong protested, "No, I didn't! I never did! I'm a highborn young lady, elegant and aloof, raised in the capital. I never even left the house!"
Feng Rucen: "You abandoned your husband and daughter!"
Tan Zhirong: "No, I didn't! Don't make things up! I'm still an unmarried maiden!"
Feng Rucen put on a serious face. "No, you're not." Otherwise, could a child really be conceived by just holding hands?
Tan Zhirong: "Shut up! I wish I were! Ahhh..."
Theme: Even in a desperate predicament, you can still catch a glimpse of warmth.
