The Young Lady Loves No One

In her previous life, Bai Jue was run through the chest by Jiang Ying's sword. In this life, she wakes up in the body of a girl of seventeen or eighteen. This time, she decides not to love anyone. Zhou Zhenzhe had nothing to hold on to in this life, because he was destined to die on the battlefield. All he feared was that his younger brother and mother would grieve after he was gone. He never expected to fall in love at first sight with a young woman on the night of the Lantern Festival. He followed her home from the shadows, and learned that the girl he loved was named Bai Jue. When he got home, his younger brother shyly said, "Brother, there's a girl I like. Her name is Rongrong." Zhou Zhenzhe smiled. How wonderful. Both brothers had someone they loved. Surely the spirits of the Zhou family, waiting for them beyond the grave, would be happy for them. But when he traveled thousands of miles back from the battlefield, he saw the woman he loved kissing his younger brother beneath a tree. Petals filled the sky and blurred his vision. Only then did he learn that his beloved's pet name was Rongrong. The war was urgent, so he turned and went back. On the battlefield, swords and blades showed no mercy. He licked his bitter lips, thinking, My lips taste so bitter when I lick them. Is that why you don't want to kiss me? Warnings: **The heroine is a beautiful psycho at first, but she grows over time. She never becomes a lovesick fool. **The theme is prejudice and true love. Don't stereotype people, whether they're men or women, or judge everyone by the actions of one person. **The person who ultimately stays by the heroine's side is someone who treats her very, very well. **Reverse redemption. **1v1. My next story will be The Wicked Woman Won't Do It Anymore. Please add it to your reading list! Blurb: Yan Rongrong died twice because of Su Ziqi. The first time, she was aloof and proud by nature, and thought arguing with people was beneath her. Even when people called her a wicked woman, she never defended herself, until they forced her before Su Ziqi, the leader of the righteous path, and he destroyed her cultivation with one stroke of his sword. The second time, she returned to the beginning. She thought, If they're going to call me a wicked woman, then I'll be one for real. So she used her knowledge of the future to steal his opportunities, take what was his, and commit every manner of wicked deed. After finally reaching the height of cultivation, she decided to kill Su Ziqi and take her revenge, but he still ran her through the heart with his sword. The third time, she wondered, What kind of peerless genius is Su Ziqi? Even after I steal his treasures, undermine him, and get a second chance by cheating, I still can't kill him. If I can't hurt him physically this time, then I'll hurt his heart instead. * Su Ziqi was born steadfast and devoted to the Dao. No matter how the Heavenly Dao tested his resolve or hardened his body, he feared nothing. He never expected to meet her. He meditated. She cheerfully blew dandelion petals all over his head, then laughed and fell against his knees, the hairpin in her hair trembling. He practiced his swordsmanship. She deftly deflected his blade, cried out, and tumbled into his arms. Then she looked up at him with a mischievous smile and asked, "Hey, dummy, isn't the sword less beautiful than me?" In the reflection of her eyes, he saw his own flustered face. He thought, This vast land is nothing compared to your eyes and brows. But just as he finally understood his own feelings and prepared himself, he decided to set aside the Great Dao and spend his life by her side. She said: "Hey, Su Ziqi, I'll let you go now." Then she smiled and vanished from his world without a trace. Only then did he realize that she had never loved him, not for a single moment. That day, the heavens and earth changed color. If anyone had seen it, they would have witnessed Su Ziqi, the refined and aloof light of the righteous path, suddenly looking utterly panicked. Clutching his chest, he spat out a mouthful of blood as dark, twisted fog spread across his face. He had fallen to the demonic path in an instant. A completely self-deluded, upright old-fashioned man × a wicked little enchantress who thinks she loves him, when really she's only out for revenge Theme: Oppose feudalism, discrimination, and prejudice. Pursue free, equal, and kind souls.