Please add my next historical romance to your want-to-read list: "Yu Lang Is Youngest". A scatterbrained young lady and a thieving convict.
Yun Yi transmigrated as a backup female character. In the original story, she helped the male lead by marrying the deranged villain Xun Ze, then was executed for murdering her husband and had her ashes scattered.
Since fawning over the male lead would get her killed, she immediately decided to cozy up to the Demon Lord and win him over through his stomach. But when she laid out a table of delicacies, Xun Ze took one bite and promptly dropped dead.
Yun Yi mourned: Even if fate wants me dead, it can't insult my cooking!
[No way!]
The System promptly gave her a spirit beast with the greatest fighting strength in the Six Realms. But when she received it, all she had was a fluffy little cub? Fine, a cub it is. She could raise it.
To stay alive, Yun Yi diligently cultivated and sold cold jelly to raise her little beast. But after all her hard work, once the little fluffball finally grew up, she discovered that he was none other than the Demon Lord Xun Ze...
News that the Demon Lord Xun Ze had been reborn spread across the Six Realms overnight. But though he raised the blade that would slaughter the Six Realms, he never brought it down. All he wanted was to capture the person who had married him and then betrayed him.
The person who had raised him, then abandoned him.
The person who had slept with him and refused to take responsibility.
Yun Yi eventually had nowhere left to run and was delivered to him in a bundle. He cut the ropes and the front of her clothes with one stroke, then asked, eyes bloodshot, "Master, how are you going to repay me for what you owe me here?"
Yun Yi: "My... my life?"
Yun Yi's eldest disciple is a thrifty homemaker. To keep the sect afloat, he secretly writes "Tales of the Demon Lord and My Master: A Love-Hate Romance of Anguish and Passion," which becomes a sensation across the Six Realms.
Xun Ze has already taken human form, but his memories have yet to return. His deranged nature, however, is back in full force. After reading the storybook, he becomes so jealous that he tries to assassinate his eldest senior brother. When that fails, he bribes him to write "Tales of My Master and My Junior Disciple: The Substitute Takes the Lead in a Sweet Romance."
The readers, however, refuse to accept the change in male lead. Years later, one is still furiously commenting: "The junior disciple may be demonic, but once you've seen Mount Wu, no other clouds compare!"
The junior disciple replies: "Thanks. I'm a demon."
Features food, but the plot takes center stage. Silly and ridiculous, with a warm, sweet romance.
Upcoming Novel Blurb
Yu Yan's friend is a game designer. They're working on a highly realistic game set in ancient times and, to make the characters feel more vivid and lifelike, hurriedly enlist her to raise one of the game's villains.
Teaching someone to be good is hard. Teaching someone to be bad should be easy, right?
She opens the game, and several characters pop up for her to choose from: a prince confined to the cold palace? A treacherous court official? A top scholar from a poor family?
She waves a finger. Hmph, characters with lives this tragic can't possibly be side characters these days. They must all be male leads.
But this one, the well-behaved and innocent legitimate crown prince Xiao Ye, looks like an obvious bad egg.
As the saying goes, every spoiled brat has a spoiled parent. The best way to ruin someone is to blindly indulge them.
But just as she maxes out all of Xiao Ye's negative traits, her friend goes berserk.
"Yu Yan! I'm going to kill you! He's the male lead of our game!"
Her ungrateful friend throws Yu Yan into the game and tells her she can't come back until she's put him back on the right path.
Looking at Xiao Ye, who still seems so innocent, Yu Yan remembers a saying: You can't hide the look in your eyes when you want to kill someone.
Theme: Face life's difficulties with strength and courage.
Hahahahaha, I'm laughing so hard I'll find another place to develop my career
This article is very interesting, humorous, and at the same time has an extraordinary artistic conception and is of great quality.
I forgot to write in the dialogue: Let me play a one-man show for you. The dialogue is always talking to myself, and there is no ending.
Doesn't it mean the same thing whether to pack or take away?
The word "come here" can be missed by anyone who is not careful.
The heroine is Yun Zhongjun, right?
Congratulations on the end, scatter flowers
When I read the copy, I always wondered why the male protagonist's name was called Sunsawa. I really didn't expect it to be rounded out. It's very detailed and I felt a lot of care.
It's a pity that the content is a bit confusing and the details are not very well drawn, but it does not prevent it from being a good story.
I really never expected this development.
The code text goes against the will of heaven, and it is normal to die on the road (stroking the beard)
As the saying goes, the education of master-disciple love should start from childhood (surely
Hahahahaha, I'm laughing so hard I'll find another place to develop my career
This article is very interesting, humorous, and at the same time has an extraordinary artistic conception and is of great quality.
I forgot to write in the dialogue: Let me play a one-man show for you. The dialogue is always talking to myself, and there is no ending.
Doesn't it mean the same thing whether to pack or take away?
The word "come here" can be missed by anyone who is not careful.
The heroine is Yun Zhongjun, right?
Congratulations on the end, scatter flowers When I read the copy, I always wondered why the male protagonist's name was called Sunsawa. I really didn't expect it to be rounded out. It's very detailed and I felt a lot of care. It's a pity that the content is a bit confusing and the details are not very well drawn, but it does not prevent it from being a good story.
I really never expected this development.
The code text goes against the will of heaven, and it is normal to die on the road (stroking the beard)
As the saying goes, the education of master-disciple love should start from childhood (surely