[This story is temporarily on hiatus.
It's true that this is too much like my first book. The outline actually wasn't that similar, and neither were the plot or the characterizations of the male and female leads. I don't know why it turned out so similar once I started writing. The more I wrote, the less it felt like I was writing a story and the more it felt like I was plagiarizing myself.
I tried revising it, but it still wasn't what I'd originally envisioned. After thinking it over for a long time, I've decided to set it aside for now.
At least it hasn't entered paid chapters yet, so I've only taken up a little of everyone's time and haven't cost anyone any money.
I'll think about a new story after the New Year. The author doesn't know what she'll write yet. All in all, I've started to doubt myself a little and wonder if I'll ever be able to write again.
Thank you so, so much to everyone who's read this far. Happy New Year!]
Pei Qingjun once told someone, "If you die, I won't be able to go on living either."
But that person died, and she kept on living.
Even so, throughout the life that followed, she asked herself countless times: Why hadn't she died with Yan Heng that day?
In all the years after his death, there was nothing worth missing. The only things she could recall were a string of loathsome names.
When she died, she curled up and lay face-down in the snow, convulsing for a long time and suffering for a long time before she finally breathed her last.
The poisoned wine tore through her insides. Before she died, she cursed every name she had come to hate over the years and swore that even after death, she would fight them again in hell, make them suffer, and ensure they could never be reborn.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back in her youthful chambers. It was the most glorious time of her life. Before the late emperor died, he had named her Grand Princess Who Guards the Nation, charged her with assisting her young brother, and bestowed upon her the Emperor's Sword, to pacify the realm, protect the people, display imperial authority, and execute all who were disloyal, unfilial, or treasonous.
The Emperor's Sword hung on the wall of her bedroom, suspended there day and night. So the girl, barely ten years old, reminded herself every day: You are the one Father entrusted with this duty. You must devote yourself completely to the Pei dynasty and serve it until your dying breath.
Living a second life, Pei Qingjun drew her sword for the first time.
Its cold, clear light illuminated her dark eyes.
She gazed at the young and foolish self reflected along the blade. After a long while, she gave a soft, quiet laugh.
She had clearly died, so why hadn't she gone to hell?
Or was it that
she had been in the endless hell all along?
...Well, this was exactly what she had wished for.
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1. A Grand Princess who was a sucker in her previous life but makes everyone else the sucker this time x a handsome, kindhearted, capable-of-taking-on-ten-men, good-tempered heir to a dukedom
2. The heroine may be a little unhinged.
3. The plot won't stand up to close scrutiny. Historical accuracy is basically nonexistent.
Fantasy story coming soon:
[The White Moonlight Awakens After the Substitute Takes Her Place]
Everyone said Shen Qiuguang of Ningchuan Sect was gentle and aloof, as ethereal as an immortal.
Her eyes were especially clear and otherworldly, untouched by a speck of dust.
Later, she was gravely injured, sealed in an ice coffin, and slept for a hundred years.
When she woke, someone else was living in her cave. Her senior brother had a new junior sister, and her master had a new favorite female disciple.
That disciple wasn't as beautiful or as powerful as she was. The only thing she had was a pair of eyes exactly like hers.
Her master had been drawn to those eyes, so like hers, and taken the girl in as a disciple to comfort himself in his longing. But as time passed, the innocent and fragile junior sister became more beloved than the cold original ever had been.
Later, her master even ruined her spiritual roots and cultivation for that junior sister, then drove her out of the sect.
The man who had raised her from childhood looked at her with nothing but disappointment and rebuked her for giving in to jealousy, harming her fellow disciple, and being vile and cruel, beyond forgiveness.
That day, fierce winds howled across the Winter-Slaying Platform. Her master personally cast her and her sword down from Endless Mountain. They fell for three days and three nights before finally reaching the mortal world.
She was covered in blood, every bone broken, reduced to a helpless wreck.
As she hovered between life and death, she had a dream.
She dreamed that this world was a novel, that the junior sister who looked like her was the protagonist, and that she was the despised white moonlight in the story. Unable to bear losing everyone's affection, she did one wicked thing after another. She wanted to be loved, but only pushed the people she loved further away, until they were beyond reach, until everyone turned against her, until they came at her with swords.
When she died, she was an ugly spectacle, condemned by all.
When Shen Qiuguang awoke, the night was dark as ink. A torrential storm raged, lightning flashing and thunder crashing.
The rain pelted her body, hurting so much she could hardly bear it.
Every bone in her body had been crushed by her master. Unable to move, she fumbled through the muddy downpour with fingers barely able to feel. It took a long, long time before she found her sword.
The sword was still there. Good.
Beneath the endless downpour, she closed her eyes and quietly regulated her breathing and gathered her strength.
Spiritual energy flowed into her empty spiritual roots, then leaked out through the damage. A hundred times, a thousand times: unbearable pain, all in vain.
But Shen Qiuguang kept doing it, again and again.
Just as she had practiced swordsmanship alone in the back mountains as a girl, ten thousand times, a hundred thousand times... through every season, without knowing spring from autumn, always alone, her heart as still as water.
Before her consciousness sank into the cycle of cultivation, she suddenly remembered the dream she'd just had.
What a strange storybook, she thought.
The book called her the white moonlight. Did that mean the moon's light?
If so, then it belonged high in the sky.
The moon belongs to no one. It doesn't shine for anyone.
Why would it sink into depravity and suffer until it was unrecognizable just because someone rejected it?
White moonlight doesn't fall into the mud.
It only shines, always quiet, always bright, forever high in the unreachable sky.
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1. The heroine would even rescue a passing dog x the hero would cut even an earthworm on the roadside in half
2. The blurb and title may still change
Theme: Live with determination and love life.
In fact, I think the characters overlap in places, but they also have differences. I remember a writer once said that once the characters are written, they are no longer under the author's control. You may think she doesn't fit the setting, but maybe it's the special environment that shaped her character. I personally prefer to criticize female protagonists like crazy. There are very few such novels in Jinjiang. Even if you write five or six more novels, I won't get tired of them. Although I haven't written much yet, I really like the characters and this book. I hope the author won't change it too much and just let nature take its course. One day I will be able to see it again.
It can be seen that DaDa is a person who has very high requirements for himself. In fact, there are many authors who write in the same writing style, and this character is designed to suit his appetite, but DaDa is very rigorous.
I really like the author's articles, and I like to excerpt tens of thousands of words. Because there are too few to read now, I read the advance introduction over and over again. Who knows o>_<o Good articles are worth waiting for╭(╯ε╰)╮
Sister, please keep reading. I will wait for this book to be updated until it is finished. I like my sister's writing style very much. Every woman is cool and tough. I hope that my sister will not have too much doubt and pressure on herself. Come on, come on.
Could it be that the male protagonist is also reborn?
The female protagonist gives me the feeling that she is extremely disheartened, so she is indifferent to everything in the world. She still thinks that the male protagonist is very important and can even sacrifice everything for him, but it is difficult for her to feel any love for the male protagonist at the moment and she even doesn't know how to face him because of her guilt. , This is a normal reaction. A person's experience will make people make different choices at different times. The young heartbeat of a girl, you will miss the feeling at that time many years later, but you may not like him again, so two people still have a long way to go in this life.
Is the post updated every other day now?
Such a high-spirited, innocent and beautiful young man is indeed incompatible with this crumbling dynasty. It is not without reason that he died young in his previous life, because he was so beautiful. If I were the heroine, I would try my best to protect him at all costs in this life.
Are you coming back to write, my dear? I miss you so much, do you still write? Waiting for you
I really like the author's writing style. It's very picturesque, so beautiful. Then, I feel so sorry for the heroine and Yan Heng. They are all so difficult. I couldn't help but shed tears for her previous life, I felt so sad. The author is great! Looking forward to looking forward to it.
Long Aotian's Harem Is Reborn
Jingchun
Return to the Mountains and See Spring
Seeing a Gentleman
Wearing Books Starts from the Second Grade of Elementary School
Empress Wife, Why Is She Like That?
Astraea Said
The Supreme Goddess Is Tired
Little Queen Mother
I Know the Grass and Trees Are Green
The Road to the First Assistant's Wife
Who Is More Beautiful, Me or My Moonlight? [Quick Transmigration]
In fact, I think the characters overlap in places, but they also have differences. I remember a writer once said that once the characters are written, they are no longer under the author's control. You may think she doesn't fit the setting, but maybe it's the special environment that shaped her character. I personally prefer to criticize female protagonists like crazy. There are very few such novels in Jinjiang. Even if you write five or six more novels, I won't get tired of them. Although I haven't written much yet, I really like the characters and this book. I hope the author won't change it too much and just let nature take its course. One day I will be able to see it again.
It can be seen that DaDa is a person who has very high requirements for himself. In fact, there are many authors who write in the same writing style, and this character is designed to suit his appetite, but DaDa is very rigorous.
I really like the author's articles, and I like to excerpt tens of thousands of words. Because there are too few to read now, I read the advance introduction over and over again. Who knows o>_<o Good articles are worth waiting for╭(╯ε╰)╮
Sister, please keep reading. I will wait for this book to be updated until it is finished. I like my sister's writing style very much. Every woman is cool and tough. I hope that my sister will not have too much doubt and pressure on herself. Come on, come on.
Could it be that the male protagonist is also reborn?
The female protagonist gives me the feeling that she is extremely disheartened, so she is indifferent to everything in the world. She still thinks that the male protagonist is very important and can even sacrifice everything for him, but it is difficult for her to feel any love for the male protagonist at the moment and she even doesn't know how to face him because of her guilt. , This is a normal reaction. A person's experience will make people make different choices at different times. The young heartbeat of a girl, you will miss the feeling at that time many years later, but you may not like him again, so two people still have a long way to go in this life.
Is the post updated every other day now?
Such a high-spirited, innocent and beautiful young man is indeed incompatible with this crumbling dynasty. It is not without reason that he died young in his previous life, because he was so beautiful. If I were the heroine, I would try my best to protect him at all costs in this life.
Are you coming back to write, my dear? I miss you so much, do you still write? Waiting for you
I really like the author's writing style. It's very picturesque, so beautiful. Then, I feel so sorry for the heroine and Yan Heng. They are all so difficult. I couldn't help but shed tears for her previous life, I felt so sad. The author is great! Looking forward to looking forward to it.