I Mistook My Master for My Daoist Partner [Matriarchy]

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Important note: The male lead belongs to the female lead from beginning to end, guaranteed!

After transmigrating, Li Jiangxue encountered three problems.

First, this was a matriarchal cultivation world. She was the young sect leader of a small sect and bore the responsibility of keeping the entire sect afloat.

Second, a man who couldn't be seen by the outside world was kept in a secret chamber. Supposedly, after she went mad from cultivation, he had helped her rebuild her cultivation, and they had become cultivation partners. When she first transmigrated here, she was confused and slept with him.

He never let her see his face and couldn't speak. But in the darkness, he would tremble slightly as he stubbornly pressed himself against her. It made her heart itch and filled her with guilt, so she kept wanting to look after him.

Third, she had a master. He was exceptionally beautiful, but cold and aloof, and in poor health. She had heard that he'd damaged his foundation years ago. Yet he was incredibly strict with her.

Apart from her little cultivation partner in the secret chamber, whenever she spoke to another man, her master would clutch his chest and scold her for being a rebellious disciple between coughs. Seeing how sickly and beautiful he was, she didn't dare argue with him.

Li Jiangxue's plans had been simple: keep the sect alive, release her cultivation partner, and take good care of her master.

If only she hadn't discovered that her little cultivation partner and her master were the same person...

The men can get pregnant. The male lead belongs to the female lead from beginning to end, so don't worry.

The heroine is weak at first, but becomes very strong later.

The premise might be a little strange. I hope you enjoy it, dear readers.

Coming soon: The Empress's Consort Doesn't Want to Die Today (Matriarchal World)

The Great Zhou dynasty had an ironclad law: when the late emperor died, all the members of his harem who had borne no children were to be buried with him.

When the new emperor, Xu Qingyan, went to see them off, she found everyone in the palace weeping loudly.

Suddenly, a man fell at her feet. The palace maids nearly tore his delicate body apart trying to drag him away, but he clung tightly to her skirt and refused to let go.

He raised his face. Tears glistened at the corners of his bright red eyes. "I want to live."

She studied him for a moment, then smiled and lifted his chin.

"No one who belonged to my mother can escape death today. Unless..."

"I beg Your Majesty to show mercy."

"That depends on how you beg."

His lashes fluttered. As if struggling, he seemed to accidentally tug his collar loose, revealing a stretch of pale skin just below his neck.

Mm-hm.

Later, he turned the court and the harem upside down. The entire court submitted a joint petition demanding that he be put to death.

When Xu Qingyan arrived at his bedchamber, she found him holding a bottle of poisoned wine, about to drink it.

She snatched the bottle away and poured out the sour plum drink inside. Then she grabbed his wrist and stared into his eyes, their corners tilted upward and their depths shimmering.

"If the Empress's Consort really wants to die, I can grant your wish."

"Would Your Majesty have the heart to?"

"...I could also arrange a different kind of death."

Theme: Be true to tenderness, and be true to the world.