The Villain Is a Master Green Tea

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Little brother! Wait for me! I only need one more shovel of dirt to bury my husband!

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When Cheng Ruyi woke, it was a dark and windy night, perfect for murder.

Standing at the bow of a boat with a divine bow in hand, she let an arrow fly. It streaked like a meteor and pierced the handsome young man on the other side.

By the time she realized she'd entered a book called Empress Dowager Xiaozhao, she had already stolen the heroine's husband, shot the villain through the shoulder, and drowned the heroine in a lake. Cheng Ruyi had a bad feeling she was doomed!

In the original story, Cheng Ruyi wasn't just killed by the villain. Her corpse was fed to the dogs, too.

Cheng Ruyi dropped her bow and said mournfully, "Hero, would you believe I was just practicing my archery?"

Xie Heng: "I wouldn't believe you if you swore on a ghost!"

Cheng Ruyi dropped to her knees, tears streaming down her face. "Spare me, brave hero!"

Xie Heng: ...

Cheng Ruyi was supposed to cling to the powerful man's coattails, but when danger struck, she didn't hesitate to use him as a shield.

The big shot: I'll thank your ancestors for eight generations!

Cheng Ruyi kept saying she would never marry anyone but him, then turned around and dumped the big shot to marry her former husband.

When they met again, Cheng Ruyi was pinned against a bamboo grove, his scorching kisses raining down on her.

His eyes reddened. "If you like him, why did you lead me on? Do you even have a heart?"

Behind her, countless bamboo stalks swayed without a breeze, their branches beaded with dew. The young woman clutched a bamboo stalk at her side, shut her eyes, and let him kiss her until their lips and tongues entwined.

Many years later, after Cheng Ruyi had successfully married Xie Heng, she asked, "Xie Heng, why did you agree to marry me?"

Xie Heng: "Do you want the truth or a lie?"

Cheng Ruyi: "Let's hear a lie first!"

Xie Heng: "Love begins without warning and only grows deeper."

Cheng Ruyi: "And the truth?"

Xie Heng: "That day, your father and brother came to see me. Your father said he commanded a hundred thousand troops. Your brother didn't say a word, but split a century-old tree in my courtyard with one blow. Then the two of them asked if I would marry you. They also said you'd been a martial arts prodigy since childhood... I couldn't beat you!"

Cheng Ruyi: ...

P.S. 1v1, both leads are each other's first and only, happy ending.

1. Bold, sharp-witted female rascal VS scheming, flirtatious male charmer

2. The heroine and the second male lead have a marriage of convenience, as required by the original story's main plot. They have no choice in the matter.

Coming Soon: After My Husband Offered Me to the Emperor, I Went on a Killing Spree

I'd been a widow in all but name for three years, but my husband refused to die, no matter what.

So I decided to help him along.

When Shen Chiyu was sixteen, her grandfather found her a live-in son-in-law: his prized pupil, Song Jinian.

Song Jinian had a handsome face and noble character. She was quite pleased with him.

For three years after their wedding, they treated each other with courtesy and respect.

Then, on the Lantern Festival, her husband brought home a bewitchingly voluptuous woman and said he wanted to take her as a concubine.

Chiyu was unwilling, but her grandfather had taught her to be generous, and in the end, she agreed.

After that, her husband rarely visited her room. Later, the woman deliberately fell beside her, one hand resting on her big, round belly.

After enduring one painful misunderstanding after another, Chiyu grew tired and wanted a divorce.

Her grandfather told her to consider her reputation and repeatedly lectured her about her mother's past. Once again, she gave in.

One day, the Emperor stayed overnight at the Grand Tutor's residence. When Chiyu paid her respects, he was so struck by her beauty that that very night, her husband sent her to the imperial bed with a bowl of medicine.

Her grandfather hanged himself that same day when he heard the news.

Shen Chiyu went mad that day, too.

To avenge herself, she went to great lengths to seduce the Emperor, who was only briefly infatuated with her. From then on, the palace had a new beauty of peerless elegance.

She summoned Madam Song to the palace again and again, tormenting her cruelly until she had nowhere to turn, whether in life or death.

Beneath the tall white jade steps, a young man knelt in disarray before the imperial phoenix carriage and pleaded in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, please spare my family."

Gazing at his refined figure, she narrowed her seductive eyes and, after a long silence, said coldly, "Not enough. Not nearly enough."

For many years afterward, she lived through a nightmare.

With her revenge complete, she poured herself a cup of poisoned wine.

The young Emperor suddenly grasped her hand. "Ayu, I was never just briefly infatuated. I've wanted you for years."

The male lead's perspective:

Zhu Qi grew up in the Cold Palace, and years of neglect left him with a stomach ailment.

Later, a noble young lady came to the Empress Dowager's palace. She was as lovely as snow, yet always wore the stern expression of an old man.

He hated pretentious women, and little girls were no exception. So he loved to secretly play tricks on her, hoping to see her frightened into tears.

It wasn't until he watched the little girl calmly toss out the little green snake he'd put in her food box that Zhu Qi realized he'd been fooled. She was a little con artist who was good at pretending.

But the little con artist cooked delicious food, and gradually his stomach stopped hurting.

Back then, he often thought that when he grew up, he'd kidnap the little con artist and make her his personal cook for life.

But later he was sent to his fief. Six or seven years passed before he returned to the capital, and by then the little con artist was married.

When they met again, he caught a fleeting glimpse of her on a stone bridge, nestled in another man's arms. Zhu Qi's stomach hurt so badly it felt like it was being torn apart.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes turning crimson.

No matter how filthy or despicable the means, he would make her return to his side.

Check out my completed stories: Cut Spring Branches and My Little Sister, Wanwan

Theme: Only when you cherish something can you give it your true heart!