Wild Crabapple Blossoms Kill Spring (Reborn)

*Forthcoming: Don't Get Married Just Anywhere, The Widow's Plot

#Does Going Mad Together Count as Another Kind of Mutual Devotion?#

[Wildcard Mad Ambitious Heroine x Heir Who Turned Dark Eight Hundred Years Ago]

Xiu Tang lived an unremarkable life. The old emperor took an interest in her, then forgot her in the Cold Palace. During a palace coup, the dying emperor made one last desperate move and struck her down with a sword.

Reborn in the seventh year after she entered the palace, she found the emperor still seated on his throne, while Qi Yunya, heir to the Marquis of Jing and the man who would launch the coup, remained a gentle and modest gentleman.

To stay alive, Xiu Tang boldly took advantage of Qi Yunya while he was still biding his time.

From an ignored palace girl in the Cold Palace to the heir of the Marquis of Jing's personal maid, she learned Qi Yunya's greatest secret and became his accomplice in regicide, sharing their hatred with one another.

In the end, they planned a perfect escape.

Before he turned sixteen, Qi Yunya was a general, spirited and ambitious.

After the White Sand Post massacre at sixteen, he became the heir of the Marquis of Jing, gentle as jade.

His fallen comrades haunted his dreams every night. Qi Yunya wanted to kill every culprit behind the White Sand Post massacre. For that, he was willing to become a madman.

Until he met Xiu Tang. Amid all the lies she had woven, he fell in love with a born schemer.

"A Tang, you loathe this mundane, boring ordinary life, this peace that repeats day after day. You want bloodshed. You want to set the world in turmoil. You want to climb to the summit, step by step, from the abyss."

She is a wildfire that spring tides cannot extinguish, and I willingly let myself burn within it.

Note: An imaginary setting. One-on-one romance, happy ending. The male lead is sexually inexperienced; the female lead is not. A little melodrama, lovers who are also enemies, and two mad souls confronting each other.

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1. Don't Get Married Just Anywhere

Li Fei has been an assassin for eight years.

In her first year, she ambushed and killed a wanted criminal being escorted by Lu Huaijun, a promising new agent of the Bureau of Divine Mechanisms, then left him with a carefree, retreating figure.

In her second year, the Lu Yama she'd offended was promoted to commander.

For the next five years, she fought him hundreds of times, was chased into utter chaos, and narrowly escaped capture thirteen times.

The authorities have strength in numbers, and that Lu fellow is especially underhanded! Li Fei hated him so much she cursed eighteen generations of the Lu family.

In her ninth year, Li Fei disguised herself and married Lu Qingwen, the Marquis of Huaiyang, to carry out a mission.

The marquis had refined features and a gentle manner. He was seriously ill, but rich.

Aside from being a little too affectionate in bed and getting in the way of her real work,

he was truly a good husband.

So it turns out there are good people among the Lus.

Until one night, while sneaking into the city lord's study to kill her target, she ran straight into the "frail" marquis, who was also out on a night mission.

The soft sword in his hand gleamed like autumn waters beneath the moon. His voice was achingly familiar, as if engraved in her bones:

"Feiyu, long time no see."

Li Fei: "..." Damn that Lu fellow.

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Lu Huaijun, commander of the Bureau of Divine Mechanisms, was a prodigy from a young age, favored by the emperor. In his seven years leading the Bureau, he had hardly ever lost.

Only one person remained at the very top of the wanted list: Feiyu, a Grade A assassin with a longevity lock.

A woman who could kill him...

A thief and an official.

A jianghu assassin x an imperial secret agent.

#A Nemesis Can Only Be a Nemesis#

2. The Widow: Powerful Stepson x Frail Yet Ruthless Widow

Jin Zhi poisoned her husband with her own hands.

On the day of the funeral, Xie Xun, her stepson and an official serving far from home, returned.

The first son of the Xie family had been away for ten years and now held a high position. His eyes could see through anything. From that moment on, Jin Zhi lived beneath his gaze.

The incense in the mourning hall stung the nose. Dressed in white mourning clothes, he bowed respectfully. When they were alone, however, he leaned down to smooth the wrinkles in her skirt, his breath brushing her ear.

"Madam," he called her respectfully, though his fingertips burned hot.

It felt less like concern than a silent interrogation, a gentle torture.

Jin Zhi suddenly remembered a glimpse of a robe passing outside the door as her husband breathed his last.

He was the only one who returned to the manor that day.

Did he... see it?

Theme: Life is often hard. We can only save ourselves.