Cast Out by My Family, Then Married Back In

A refined, scheming older man tops X an innocent, sweet, pretty boy bottom ★ Qi Zhinian had known since childhood that his existence was awkward. Born and raised in the Duke of Ying’s residence, he had wanted for nothing, yet he had no blood relation to its head. Sixteen years ago, his mother had used their illicit affair to pressure Duke Qi Huai, shamelessly forcing her way into his household. Qi Huai was known as the most cultured man in history and a true gentleman of his age. He never made life difficult for the mother and son, but he never once saw them, either. That did nothing to lessen Qi Zhinian’s admiration for him. He had never met Qi Huai, yet could not help idolizing him and keeping tabs on him. He studied hard and held himself to strict standards, hoping and longing for even the slightest acknowledgment from Qi Huai. But when the lie was exposed, he and his mother were both driven from the household without ever seeing Qi Huai. ★ Everyone knew that Duke Qi Huai had been a terrible judge of character, becoming the capital’s biggest sucker by raising someone else’s son for sixteen years. What a miserable man. Fortunately, Heaven had eyes. Those two freeloaders were finally kicked out, and everyone in the capital could only cheer. Qi Huai remained unmoved by all the talk. Then one day, in a bustling street, he caught sight of a pretty little thing. The boy looked every bit a young master born to wealth, yet his clothes were ragged and he was covered in grime. He even clutched a basket full of papers as if it were a treasure. Poor thing, and adorable, too. A gust of wind sent the papers scattering across the ground. Qi Huai looked at the pretty boy, raised an eyebrow, and gave a soft “tsk.” He swung down from his horse, walked over, picked up a sheet, and handed it to the boy with a faint smile. “Your handwriting is good.” ++++ ★ In a plum grove blanketed in snow, inside an octagonal pavilion, tea steamed gently as Qi Zhinian sat at the table in white robes, his black hair falling loose, his brush never pausing. Someone came up behind him. A broad, tall frame pressed close as a hand closed over the boy’s slender fingers. “How about I teach you to write my name in my own hand?” Qi Zhinian couldn’t help trembling. His secret feelings of so many years came to mind, and a drop of ink fell onto the paper, spreading into a dark blot. “Okay.” #Learning from an older man in ancient times how to bring his sweet, obedient, pretty darling home as his bride# #I’ll raise my darling to the highest heights, where all will admire him, myself included# 1. The leads are not blood relatives, and the grudges between the older generation will all be explained in the story! 2. Older top, age gap of 16 years. 3. There may be children. Entering VIP on November 7, with an 80% advance-viewing lock. The cover depicts Qi Zhinian’s character design. See Weibo for the full-size image (Weibo: Shang Xiaoning). Coming soon: Who Says It’s Hard to Be a Stand-In? Synopsis: ★ Jiang Shiyi was born and raised in the Cold Palace. He had never seen anyone else, and the only person by his side was his disgraced mother, who had been mercilessly banished there. She was prone to bouts of madness and spent all day reminiscing about the glory days when she had been favored. Growing up hearing her talk, Jiang Shiyi developed a very straightforward worldview: Since you’re born human, you have to marry someone powerful and rich. If they can’t be powerful, then they must be rich. And if they aren’t even rich, then you might as well die. ★ So when their kingdom fell and he and his mother were released from the Cold Palace, Jiang Shiyi was overjoyed to be offered to the new emperor as a stand-in for the former crown prince, the sole surviving prince. A good life with power and money was finally within reach!! What? The former crown prince was the new emperor’s unattainable white moonlight? And Jiang Shiyi was just a poor stand-in being used by everyone?? Jiang Shiyi was made a Noble Consort and lounged in a luxurious bedchamber built of gold. He could scoop up a handful of gold ingots whenever he pleased, and all he had to do was open his mouth for a pretty maid to feed him peeled lychees. You call that miserable?? Let poor little him keep living this miserable life, then. Unfortunately, the good times didn’t last. The former crown prince hadn’t died after all. He had come back! And the new emperor was going to marry him and make him empress!! Countless people waited to see what would become of Jiang Shiyi, the dissolute stand-in who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun. Jiang Shiyi had already made off with all the gold and silver. He took with him a newly appointed top scholar who was madly in love with him and refused to marry anyone else, and went to Jiangnan to live an even better life, with money and beautiful people all around. If you’ve got money, you can be the lady of the house anywhere, right? ★ When Yuwen Zheng was still the heir to the Duke of Dingguo, the emperor tried to win him over by offering him the crown prince’s hand in marriage. He turned it down outright and went to the border instead. By the time Yuwen Zheng rebelled and took the throne, somehow the story had spread that the former crown prince was his unattainable white moonlight, who had once humiliated him terribly. Too bad the crown prince was dead. Some busybody brought the eleventh prince from the Cold Palace to curry favor with him. Yuwen Zheng had a headache. He’d meant to send the boy away, figuring that the eleventh prince, who had been trapped in the Cold Palace and knew nothing of the world, could be settled somewhere remote and kept comfortable. He never expected the former eleventh prince to know more than anyone. He had one clumsy, childish, laughable trick after another for currying favor and competing for attention. Even making him a Noble Consort and showering him with gifts every day wasn’t enough. He even dared to ask for the imperial seal. Yuwen Zheng’s headache only got worse, and he considered driving the boy out. But the eleventh prince was exceptionally beautiful, and Yuwen Zheng made him more beautiful by the day. After the exhaustion of governing, looking at that face for a while always lifted his spirits. Yuwen Zheng also wanted to see what else the boy would get up to. He never imagined Jiang Shiyi would be so audacious as to run away! Not only did he run, but when Yuwen Zheng found him, Jiang Shiyi had his arms around the top scholar Yuwen Zheng had personally appointed and was calling him his new husband?! Yuwen Zheng looked at the infant in Jiang Shiyi’s arms, supposedly the top scholar’s child, yet bearing an uncanny resemblance to him, and sneered: “Am I blind, or am I an idiot?!” Jiang Shiyi thought, very quietly: Wait, aren’t you? 1. One-on-one romance. The bottom and the top scholar never actually married. 2. The premise is just what it is. The synopsis and title may still change when I officially start writing it~ Coming soon: I Mistook a Rich Older Man for My Husband (Ancient-to-Modern Transmigration) Synopsis: A soft, sweet, naive pretty boy with a little scheming streak X a stuffy, arrogant, fatherly head of the family Age gap of 10 years ★ When Shu Niannan heard his fiancé had married someone else in the capital, he scoffed and decided to go there himself to slap the scumbag with a letter of divorce. But halfway there, his boat capsized. When he woke up, Shu Niannan had transmigrated to the modern world. Faced with a world entirely unfamiliar to him, Shu Niannan was bewildered and a little scared. Then he spotted a tall, handsome man standing in the middle of the crowd. The man’s face looked more and more familiar, and he heard people call him “Mr. Yu.” His scumbag ex-fiancé’s surname was Yu, wasn’t it?! And this man looked just like the scumbag in the portrait! The scumbag had transmigrated here with him! And now he was pretending not to know him! Fine. Just you wait. I’ll show you how well I can “take care of you” from now on! Without a second thought, Shu Niannan rushed over, grabbed the man’s leg, and cried out, “Husband!” Shu Niannan was dramatic and difficult in every way, but he soon had the “scumbag” eating out of his hand. Their life together was going wonderfully. The “scumbag” even took the initiative to propose, inviting all his relatives to witness their wedding. Heh. Shu Niannan was just about to publicly throw the divorce letter he’d brought from the past in the man’s face Wait. Why was the one trying desperately to retreat, unable to meet his eyes, even more like a scumbag than the “scumbag” was?! Shu Niannan nearly burst into tears. He’d got the wrong man. The “husband” he’d been tormenting for over half a year was the scumbag’s uncle!! ★ Yu Xuan recently got a boyfriend ten years younger than him. Although the guy couldn’t tell ancient times from the modern day and never called him “husband,” preferring “my lord.” Although he was spoiled and fussy, refusing to eat unless he was fed and refusing to sleep unless he was soothed. Although he brought trouble wherever he went… Yu Xuan seemed aloof and cold on the surface, but in truth, his boyfriend had already charmed him senseless. Especially when his little boyfriend made him dessert, sat on his lap, insisted on feeding it to him himself, and asked whether it was sweet. He was always convinced he’d be overwhelmed by his boyfriend’s sweetness any second. Yu Xuan prepared a grand proposal for his little boyfriend. He never imagined the boy would ask to break up. The reason? His little boyfriend had mistaken him for someone else. :) Fine. Very fine. A little scene: The older man was too proud to admit how he felt. After the breakup, he went abroad for work and suffered for months. When he came back, he heard that his little boyfriend hadn’t gotten together with his nephew, and that the nephew was out carousing every day. In the end, the older man couldn’t resist sneaking a look. He found his little boyfriend jumping into a river! (In reality, he was looking for a way to get back to his own time…) The older man hauled his little boyfriend onto the bank, furious. “Do you love him that much?! You’re jumping into a river just to make him come back to you?!” Unable to bear seeing him suffer, the older man ordered his nephew to marry the little boyfriend. The little boyfriend refused with all his might. The older man was stern. “Why?” The little boyfriend looked terribly wronged. “I don’t like him…” The older man was even sterner. “Then who do you like? Whoever it is, I’ll drag him here and make him marry you!” After a long bout of urging, the little boyfriend’s eyes reddened. Looking at him, he whispered, “I like my husband…” The older man: … Ah, his heart had completely melted. 1. The darling bottom had only ever seen his scumbag ex-fiancé in an idealized ancient-style portrait, which is why he mistook someone else for him. 2. I haven’t decided whether there will be children. I’ll figure it out later. 3. The premise is just what it is. The synopsis and details will probably change when I start writing it properly. [Synopsis screenshotted and archived] Theme: Believe in yourself and face life with positivity. In the end, you can find love and a fulfilling life.