A washed-up male courtesan from a brothel, nearing thirty, and a transmigrated, airheaded female doctor
The overworked surgeon Li Yu dies and transmigrates to a fantasy matriarchal kingdom. Even worse, before she can figure out what's going on, she's bundled off to Yunqing Temple in the outskirts of the capital. The reason? She supposedly flirted with her widowed brother-in-law!
The patient she happens to pick up is seriously ill. Even though his wounds have healed, he complains of chest pain every day and insists that only a rub from her will make it better. Could it be angina? Later, when his chest feels better, he says his legs hurt instead. He doesn't dress warmly, though, wandering around in shorts with his pale thighs exposed. Maybe his bones haven't healed properly. Li Yu spends half the night poring over medical books. He can't be left with a lasting injury, or he'll suffer when he's old. Li Yu earnestly tries to reason with him.
Liu Qiu has had a hard life since childhood. He was sold to a brothel at seven or eight, and nearing thirty, he was beaten to death by a disgruntled patron and left in a desolate forest. Death should have been a release, but an arrogant young Daoist found him and took him back. Hmph, women are all the same. This young Daoist may be young, but he's no good either. He just wants to sleep with me.
Later, that young Daoist became Liu Qiu's obsession, appearing in his dreams every night and sweetly calling him "big brother." Each time Liu Qiu woke, his eyes were red. He wanted this woman, and he was willing to pay any price.
After Liu Qiu's flirtatious glances kept going unnoticed, he finally couldn't take it anymore. He pinned Li Yu down, cradled her snow-white neck, and kissed her. He refused to believe Li Yu was made of iron. After all this, she still wouldn't touch him!
Through the long night, Li Yu turned into a salted fish, crying and calling him "big brother" all night...
Warnings:
1. The male lead is not a virgin and is about 15 years older than the female lead.
2. Male pregnancy.
3. Many original headcanons.
Theme: Everyone is equal.
