Why Is My Junior Brother Like That?

*Complete *I'll fix some bugs later One day, their master brought home a junior disciple who was barely clinging to life. There were only two disciples on the mountain, so Qingqing thought she had to step up and become a strong, gentle big sister. And so... When hunting demons and ghosts, she gritted her teeth and charged to the front. Pei Yuanshi: “Senior Sister, your legs seem to be shaking.” When they encountered bandits, she swung her broadsword with great gusto. Pei Yuanshi: “Senior Sister, you almost took the top of my head off with that sword just now.” When they got into trouble together, she puffed out her chest and offered to take all the blame. Pei Yuanshi: “Senior Sister, I don't think Master said he was going to punish us.” She thought she'd done a great job, but he didn't appreciate it. He even stopped calling her Senior Sister so often. Later, she accidentally opened his drawer. Pages spilled everywhere, covered from top to bottom with her name. The boy, caught in the act, leaned against her neck and whispered hoarsely, “I'm sorry, Senior Sister...” She snapped, “Don't call me Senior Sister!” He looked up in delight, his eyes glistening. “...Qingqing?” Qingqing: ??? That's not what I meant!! A senior sister who looks honest but isn't x A junior brother who looks dishonest and is, in fact, very dishonest A lighthearted ghost-hunting and demon-catching story about a young man and woman! Please add it to your collection if you like it~ *Weibo: Wo Yi Xian Qiu Feng [My next book will be this one. Feel free to pre-save it] Li Linglang and Jiang Cong are a loving couple, or at least that's what she thinks. They've been married for three months. They're not exactly inseparable, but their life together is peaceful and warm. She is gentle and considerate at every turn, treating him with all the tenderness a newlywed wife should offer. Though Jiang Cong suffers from a chronic illness and has trouble walking, he is handsome and courteous to her. Linglang thinks they can go on living peacefully like this. Until one dark and stormy night, beyond the forbidden forest... She sees with her own eyes her newlywed husband, who normally pants after walking just a few steps, wearing black and holding a sword dripping with blood. Standing atop the wall, he looks back at her against the moonlight, his eyes filled with a piercing chill she has never seen before. Linglang clutches her chest, furrowing her delicate brows. “Husband, what's going on? I'm so scared...” The man facing her replies gently, “Wife, why don't you hide the knife behind you first, then say that?” Linglang is skilled with a blade, the one her father left her. Her father was the best swordsman in the land, but died in the ninth year after retiring from the world. To investigate the truth, she infiltrates the Marquis's residence. By a twist of fate, she ends up in a marriage of convenience with Jiang Cong, the sickly heir. With this identity, she can enjoy her freedom and no longer has to spend her days leaping over rooftops and scaling walls, hiding herself from view. When the truth comes to light, she puts away her blade and turns to leave, only for someone to grab her wrist and hold on tight. The handsome young man is covered in frost. “You've fought me seventy-six times, injured me thirty-seven times, taken liberties with me sixteen times, and told me you like me three times...” He grits his teeth beside her ear. “And now you want to leave, wife?” *Mr. and Mrs. Smith trope *An enemies-to-lovers story about fighting and... getting intimate *Both are master actors. The heroine is sweet on the outside and crazy on the inside; the hero is sweet on the outside and dark within. *I really can't think of a title. I'll change it if I come up with something better. “If you're a blade destined to be stained with blood, then at least let me be your sheath.” Theme: Strive tirelessly and stay optimistic