The Beloved Stand-In Was Snatched Away by a Gossiping Boy

New novel, Bodhi Does Not Save Demons, now serializing. Come give it a try~

Ancient romance novel coming soon, Poison Tending. Please add it to your library~ Blurb at the very bottom.

[Blurb]

Hua Qingran was born with a perfectly pure spirit bone, making her the most revered flower spirit in the Netherworld. Flower spirits are born clever, but when they first come into the world, they are like blank slates. Fate decrees that they will fall in love only with the first person they meet.

However, when Hua Qingran awoke, the first thing she saw was three men at once.

One could summon clouds with a turn of his hand and rain with another, wielding supreme power;

One was reserved and gentle, yet deeply calculating, and possessed a fortune in wealth;

And one was as beautiful as an immortal, followed devotedly by countless believers.

The Holy Maiden of the Flower Court told her, "For the sake of stability in the Netherworld, you must choose one of them and form a bond."

Hua Qingran was torn. "Can't I have all of them?"

"..." The Holy Maiden was silent for a long time. "It's not entirely impossible."

Hua Qingran: "?"

Hua Qingran enjoyed every luxury and doting privilege, yet no matter how tenderly those three men treated her, she remained unmoved.

She thought her heart was harder than iron, until she accidentally encountered a lonely spirit whose appearance was exactly like her own. Only then did she learn the truth:

She was merely a substitute, and only her sacrifice could bring the original back to life.

Her beautiful dream shattered, and the truth was laid bare.

Hua Qingran finally came to her senses. "So they all want me dead!"

At last, she turned her gaze to the young man from the mortal world. "Good little brother, take me away. Otherwise, I'll tell them you're the first person I ever saw."

Hua Qingran made the threat casually, but the young man felt a little guilty.

It seemed... he really had met her before those three men had...

But he never imagined that sneaking in for a quick peek back then would cause such enormous trouble.

Only later did he understand that even the most delicate flower can have thorns, even if it has no poison.

Hua Qingran was just such a flower. She should not wither in dark mud. She deserved to bloom forever in the sunlight.

#I never should have gotten involved in that commotion#

#A story about a male lead who snacks while watching the drama, and gets his own share of the drama#

Blurb version 2.0, 2022.04.26

[Reader's Note]

1. Writing isn't easy. Thank you to everyone who supports the official release~

2. This story has a happy ending and is one-on-one. [Highlight] This is a serious drama, not a sweet and satisfying romp, so please read with care if that's not your thing. Kisses!

3. I'm terrible at writing blurbs. Please, please go read the actual story qwq

There are also completed sweet romances and an ongoing xianxia novel. If you're interested, check out the author's page and follow me. Thank you!

Xianxia serial, Bodhi Does Not Save Demons, blurb:

[Gentle, chaste, restrained, tragic beauty who descends into madness x gorgeous, ruthless, passionate, bewitching cat demon]

Xue Chuning is a nine-lived spirit cat, as well as the proud and noble young mistress of Fuyu Palace.

She was once saved by the compassionate Liuli Lord, who devoted himself to helping the world.

A fleeting glimpse when she was young bound them together for three hundred years. At last, she got her wish: they pledged themselves to each other and became engaged.

Yet on the eve of their wedding, disaster struck Liuli Pure World. Not a single member of the sect survived, and its lord, Yan Qingshuang, disappeared without a trace.

But she remained indifferent, suddenly left the palace, and turned around to join the Hehuan Sect under the tutelage of another jade-faced gentleman.

Rumors spread everywhere.

Some said cat demons were born faithless, and that she had married Yan Qingshuang only to climb the social ladder. Now that Liuli Pure World had fallen, she had simply cast him aside after having her way with him.

But three years later, the former Liuli Lord reappeared, still inseparable from that same brazen little spirit cat, their affection as intense as ever.

People could only say that Yan Qingshuang was deeply devoted, and praise his compassionate nature.

Even after learning that his fiancée had become entangled with a pretty boy while he was in dire straits, he could still put the past behind him and forgive her.

Only when he personally severed the jade-faced gentleman's head, then, spattered with blood, cleaved open an immortal mountain with a single strike and settled accounts with every cultivator who had slandered or humiliated Xue Chuning, did they understand.

His bodhi heart had long been stained.

His compassion was false. Cruelty was the truth.

*

Xue Chuning never regretted meeting Yan Qingshuang.

Even when he said that the way of the bodhi saved people, never demons.

So when she accidentally contracted a deadly poison and revealed the bloodthirsty side he had once hated most, she finally chose to flee in a panic.

But this time, the white-robed, otherworldly saint crossed a field of corpses, seized the disheveled and helpless her, and locked her by his side. Then he cut open his own wrist and held it out to her, smiling gently, though a trace of anger showed in his eyes.

"Those people's blood is too filthy for you. Wouldn't you rather drink mine?"

Ancient romance novel coming soon, Poison Tending, blurb:

They say that an immortal physician lives in this world, with the face of Guanyin, able to bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bare bones. In truth, this celebrated young physician is far better at making poison, and much fonder of administering it.

Ming Yueli made plenty of enemies while searching for people to test her medicines on. Everyone feared the deadly poisons in her possession, and for years no one dared approach her.

Until someone paid a fortune to send the most elite assassin organization in the jianghu after her, solely to take her life.

That very night, Ming Yueli abandoned her little apothecary, changed her appearance, and fled across the river to save her own skin.

On the run, she found Ye Buxuan, gravely wounded and on the brink of death.

Looking at the trembling sword in his hand, pointed at her, and the blood covering him, Ming Yueli's eyes lit up. "Let me test my medicine on you, and I'll let you kill me. How about it?"

*

The first time Ye Buxuan saw Ming Yueli, he recognized her as one of his targets. But this physician seemed delicate, while her methods of using poison were so bizarre that they were impossible to guard against.

At first, his comrades had ambushed him and left him badly wounded. Before he could even raise the sword he meant to stab her with, he was already poisoned.

Later, bound hand and foot in iron chains and suffering from several strange poisons, he watched the woman before him smile and chat, wishing he could cut her into a thousand pieces.

At last, he found an opportunity.

On the night he prepared to make his move, the young physician cast off her usual meekness, grabbed his lapel, leaned close, and whispered in his ear, "You saved another woman today. I'm very angry."

After disappearing for several days, Ye Buxuan returned drenched in blood, the woman's severed head in his hand. Kneeling at her feet, he begged, "The employer is dead. Please don't be angry anymore, all right?"

Ming Yueli smiled dreamily, undisguised greed in her eyes. "All right. There's one last poison. If you survive it, I'll forgive you."

[Poisonous, obsessive young physician x beautiful, tragic, mad assassin]

Theme: We decide our own fate.