After Mistaking Her for My First Love, She Faked Her Death

At fifteen, Yan Yan was given to the Demon Lord Xie Yanzhi as a lavish gift, becoming the only woman at his side.

From then on, everyone knew she was a substitute for Liu Nange, the daughter of the leader of the Xuantian Sect.

At first, Yan Yan only wanted to survive.

She was desperate to cling to Xie Yanzhi, her only lifeline.

But fate had other plans, and she fell in love with him.

In the end, she had only herself to blame for playing her part too well. She knew she shouldn't fall for him, yet she still got hopelessly caught up in the act.

And that was the beginning of the tragedy.

She died at Xie Yanzhi's hands.

What an awkward story.

After all, during those eight years, she had always thought that she was at least a little bit special to Xie Yanzhi.

At the moment she fell off the cliff, she wasn't all that sad.

But she fell so fast that she missed the grief surging in his eyes.

So he wasn't only capable of smiling. So he could be sad, too.

In the many years that followed, Yan Yan often heard people say that she, not Liu Nange, was the one Xie Yanzhi had spent two whole centuries searching for, his long-lost love.

But what did it matter?

She would never make the same mistake again.

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At fifteen, Xie Yanzhi met a strange girl.

She fell from the sky without warning, like a ray of light parting layer upon layer of mist and illuminating his dark life.

He thought she would stay by his side forever, but she vanished as suddenly as she had appeared.

From then on, finding her became his only reason to keep living.

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Xie Yanzhi had always known that Yan Yan hated him after crawling out of the Abyss of Corrosion.

But what did it matter?

Hate was the only way to keep her by his side.

When they met again, he acted as if he were casually passing by her.

"Want to kill me? Then come back to my side."

[Cool and Abstinent, Tsundere, High-Maintenance Demon Lord x Sweet-Tongued, Hard-Hearted, Adaptable, Cunning White Lotus]

Reader's Guide:

1. The male lead has only ever loved the female lead, from beginning to end. Happy ending.

2. The story is best appreciated as a whole, and every plot point serves a purpose. The plot is complex, so I don't recommend skipping chapters, or things may be hard to follow.

3. This is a story with a distinctive premise, and different readers will connect with different parts. If anything makes you uncomfortable, I recommend dropping it right away. If the earlier parts don't resonate with you, the later parts certainly won't, and forcing yourself to continue will only waste your time and money. Sending love~

Commissioned artist: D Tou Hua Quan Quan (non-exclusive)

Original blurb dated 2021.07.08

Coming Soon: After I Died for My Country, I Became the Black Moonlight of the World-Destroying Villain

Two hours earlier, Nan Jiang had already prepared to leap from the city wall and die for her country.

The view from the wall was excellent. She spotted Zhong Changshu among the wedding procession at once.

As if sensing her gaze, Zhong Changshu looked up and met her eyes.

She had seen him look at her in many different ways.

At first, his gaze had been cold and wary, much like that of everyone else who knew her.

Later, it was hatred.

Then regret, pity, tenderness... and even love.

But now...

Look, he had returned to that icy expression he wore when they first met, as if everything that had happened between them had been nothing but an illusion.

For some reason, Nan Jiang suddenly wanted to laugh.

Then she really did burst out laughing. She laughed so hard that even her future husband, a man famous for his scheming, looked bewildered and asked, "What are you laughing at, Nan Jiang?"

Nan Jiang replied, "I'm laughing at your delusions. The last surviving heir of the Nan imperial clan will never fall into your hands."

With that, she leaped from the city wall.

Later, just as Nan Jiang had expected, her leap made her immortalized in history.

It even earned this decaying dynasty a measure of respect from future generations.

As for Zhong Changshu...

The once all-powerful minister who had dominated a turbulent age turned white-haired overnight and died on the very day he was appointed chancellor.

That same day, a divine emperor returned to the Heavenly Realm after completing his tribulation. Nan Jiang, meanwhile, was merely one among countless ordinary people, the faintest footnote in his long life.

At first, everyone thought so.

Until the woman named Nan Jiang returned.

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Zhong Changshu had never hated a woman so much.

She had schemed her way into his life, pretended to seduce him, then kicked him aside when she realized he was of no use to her, choosing instead to marry another man.

He thought he hated her.

He hated her vanity and selfishness, her coldness and ingratitude, and most of all, he hated that she had vanished from his sight so decisively.

His hatred and resentment became an obsession etched into his bones. In the end, he failed to overcome this trial of love and would do anything to bring her back to life, even if it meant falling from godhood and becoming a demon.

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He sat upon a cold throne stained red with immortal blood, his eyes unclosed for seven days and seven nights.

He thought that, given a second life, Nan Jiang would cling to him and curry favor with him just as shamelessly as before. But she continued to treat him as if he didn't exist, unwilling to spare him even a glance.

Late at night, he slipped into her room on the wind. His icy fingertips brushed over her lips, and his voice trembled.

"Aren't you best at pretending to care and playing along? Why did you stop lying to me?"

Theme: Love means helping each other become better.