After Faking My Death, I Became My Master’s White Moonlight

[A recommendation for my buddy's sweet historical xianxia romance: Spreading Rumors About the Dragon-Born Protagonist in Front of Him by Yu Xiangmian] [The full story costs just a few yuan. Please support the official release.] Blurb: The Immortal Alliance leader, Ye Zhi, is ruthless and merciless, yet has a pair of alluring, affectionate peach-blossom eyes. Especially when he smiles at someone, he always gives them the wrong idea. Lin Changmin is Ye Zhi's hand-raised disciple, supremely gifted and peerlessly beautiful, the envy of everyone in the world. He is also a fool who lives in a delusion, and has done many terrible things because of it. He misread Ye Zhi's feelings. That night, he didn't go find a healer for Ye Zhi, but went through that door himself. Ye Zhi made him kneel for seven days. He got jealous of his junior brother and forbade Ye Zhi from marrying him. Ye Zhi disowned him as a disciple and cast him out of the sect. He trusted Ye Zhi, and after being framed for conspiring with the demon clan to slaughter Yuncheng, he followed Ye Zhi back to the sect. Ye Zhi sealed away his cultivation and let the immortal sects surround and curse him. When the demon clan invaded, a demon sword pierced Lin Changmin's heart, and also pierced the marriage contract he'd forced Ye Zhi to sign. His meridians shattered, his sword broken and his life at an end, he fell from the sky. Just then, he saw Ye Zhi standing among the clouds, his robes fluttering in the wind as he carefully protected his junior brother. Lin Changmin firmly shut his eyes. The worst thing he'd ever done was fall in love with Ye Zhi. · Ye Zhi finally realized how important Lin Changmin was to him. He searched every realm, spending a hundred years before he finally found him. Lin Changmin had friends by his side, and his elder brother, son, and disciples all gathered in one room, a scene of warmth and happiness. In the deep snow that fell all night, Ye Zhi alone couldn't find even a small corner to call his own. He guarded the demon cave for Lin Changmin. His son personally brought him a cup of wine. "This is the wedding wine for Father. Have a taste, Alliance Leader Ye." The wind roared like thunder, and the bitter wine cut like a blade. The energies of immortals and demons tore at Ye Zhi's flesh. Everything before his eyes turned blood-red, just like the wedding hall thousands of miles away. * A possessive master who takes playing with people's hearts too far x a calculating disciple with a sharp tongue and a heart like a machine gun (in this case, toward the top) [Reading Guide] 1. An old-school groveling-after-the-wife story, starting a hundred years later. 2. The top has never liked anyone else or touched anyone else. 3. Childbirth. The son looks like the bottom and appears as an adult. Expect old-school melodramatic tropes, including the son trying to kill the top, the top wearing wedding clothes while mourning his spouse, and the top replacing parts of his own body. 4. The plot will explain everything. The top is disturbingly deranged; the bottom really has no heart. [The bottom is especially good at pretending and putting on an act.] 5. To each their own. If this isn't your thing, run! 6. This story has been revised. Pirated versions may have missing, incorrect, or incomplete scenes. JJ charges three fen per thousand characters. The full story costs just a few yuan, so please support the official release. 7. The content of the alternate timeline was chosen by reader vote during serialization. The author's notes in the previous chapter and the first chapter of the alternate timeline include specific content warnings. Please read them. Here's a preview of my upcoming story, Save Me, Ex-Husband! Xie Wuyang is the pampered junior disciple of the most powerful unorthodox cultivation sect in the world. Disguised as a healer and with a new face, he goes down the mountain to travel. Along the way, he befriends a handsome male cultivator. The two travel together, enjoying the scenery and each other's company, deeply in love. At the height of their passion, the male cultivator asks him, "No matter what kind of person I am, will you still like me?" Xie Wuyang clings to the back of the man's neck, mumbling incoherently as he asks for a kiss. "Mm-hmm. Even if you were a monkey, Da Huang, or a stool, I'd still want you." Then the next day, he learns the man's name is Su Wei. Immortal Venerable Su Wei is a renowned god of slaughter in the cultivation world. He especially loves killing unorthodox cultivators, and his sect is at odds with theirs. Xie Wuyang: ... He sends Su Wei down the mountain to buy pastries, then leaves behind a two-character note: "Bad luck." With that, he strolls away. Enemies, back off! · The unorthodox path is hard to survive on. Xie Wuyang's sect falls into ruin, his master dies, and his senior brothers flee. His martial uncle patiently advises him, "You saved Immortal Venerable Su Wei's life when you were young, and now you've lost your cultivation. I'll use that debt to make him marry you and guide you toward the right path. It wouldn't be a bad way out." If not for what happened on that trip, it really wouldn't be a bad way out. Xie Wuyang stands with his sword drawn, full of righteous indignation. "My master gave me life, and the sect raised me. I should live and die with the sect!" Then he sees the army bearing down on them. Without a second thought, Xie Wuyang runs back and clings to Su Wei, his eyes brimming with tears. "Husband, I've abandoned evil and turned over a new leaf. For the sake of the kindness you showed me back then, please spare my life." As long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Anyway, Su Wei doesn't know he's the little healer from back then. He'll keep his head down and wait for the right opportunity to rebuild the sect! "The kindness from back then..." Su Wei lifts him by the back of his collar. His gaze is dark, and after a long pause, he says, "All right." Theme: Cherish life and love living.