The Little Princess's Everyday Life as Everyone's Darling

Ongoing: Everyone Here Is Someone I Know [Infinite]

Pre-registration: This World Has Been Transmigrated Into a Sieve (blurb at the bottom)

Blurb:

Wei Yu must have done a lot of good deeds in her previous life, because in this one she was born into a princely family.

Her father, a dashing prince with a head full of poetry but no political talent whatsoever: "Come on, daughter. I'll take you on a pleasure boat!"

Her mother, a dignified princess consort with maxed-out acting skills: "Yu'er likes jewelry? Then how about I let you play with all the shops in my name?"

Her elder brother, a refined gentleman: "You really can't sneak out whenever you like anymore. If you want to go out and play, tell me, little sister. I'll ask our tutor for leave and come with you."

Her younger brother, a mischievous little schemer: "That concubine actually rolled her eyes at you behind your back, Elder Sister. Hmph, no one gets to bully our family. Just watch me..."

Her grandparents are the big shots in the palace, and all her uncles, aunts, and cousins are princes and princesses. They perfectly embody the saying that if you toss a brick anywhere in the capital, you'll hit one of my relatives!

Wei Yu paused. Had she been born at max level?

They say that when Heaven opens a window for you, it has to lock a door as well.

Gu Jue, the young heir of the neighboring Rongwei Marquis household, became obsessed with the soft feel of the little dumpling's cheeks after seeing her in the palace. A few days without poking them left him unbearably lonesome, until the Rongwei Marquis household could no longer find peace.

As he kept poking those cheeks, the little dumpling learned to talk, and the young heir's favorite pastime shifted from poking her cheeks to bickering back and forth with her.

As they grew older, Gu Jue realized that more than poking her cheeks, he wanted to cuddle up close to Wei Yu.

The people of the imperial capital all said that Little Princess A-Yu and the heir of the Rongwei Marquis were a perfect match, made for each other, but the little princess herself had no idea.

Wei Yu's proudest achievement was managing to leave Gu Jue speechless, but she had only succeeded a handful of times, so she worked hard at leveling up every day.

Everyone in the capital: "Oh, look at those two showing off their affection again!"

Then one day, Gu Jue whisked Wei Yu into the bridal chamber, and she finally realized what was going on.

Wait, winning an argument with you means I have to pay this kind of price?

A few things to note:

This is a fictional ancient setting, so all the worldbuilding follows the author's rules.

Wei Yu x Gu Jue

Beloved little princess x mischievous young heir

[One-on-one romance, childhood sweethearts, everyone's favorite, slice-of-life sweet romance]

[The story of two sweet, naive dummies (?) gradually becoming scheming types and falling in love]

[Who do you think is the more devious one?]

[A cozy, sweet romance]

Pre-registration: Everyone Here Is Someone I Know [Infinite]

Little Pu Rong grew up in a small mountain village, raised on food shared by the villagers.

Outsiders came and went from time to time, but that was all right. Little Pu Rong grew up carefree.

When he was five, he saw the usually kind village chief reveal a mouth full of bloody fangs to an outsider for the first time. The sight scared him into a fever that lasted three days and three nights.

At last, when he was twelve and had nearly forgotten that childhood trauma, he happened to pass along a village road and watched a man drop dead right in front of him. Just out of curiosity, Little Pu Rong poked the man's body, and was forcibly granted the right to enter the trials.

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In a town instance, Little Pu Rong was surprised and conflicted to discover that the legendary "ruthless instance boss" was the uncle who often brought him snacks.

The challengers watched the boss cook for him and personally place the door key in his hands. Their feelings kept rising and falling, never settling.

Holding the key, Little Pu Rong looked up with his clean, delicate little face and gave an awkward laugh. "Well, um, I swear this is my first time clearing an instance. Do you believe me?"

The challengers stared at him speechlessly. What do you think?

After somehow (crossed out) clearing the instance and returning to his village, Little Pu Rong discovered that, to his dismay, he'd been assigned to the challengers' side again.

He took the village chief's hand and earnestly told the other challengers, "Uncle Village Chief absolutely can't be an instance boss. He's such a kind man."

The challengers gave him dead-eyed looks. The village chief smiled kindly.

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Other challengers: Guard against instances, ambushes, and ghosts.

Pu Rong: Guard against strange challengers kidnapping children.

Pu Rong scratched his head. What was an instance? Was it a game like jumping rope?

No CP

Infinite flow, (probably?) not scary

Pre-registration: My Husband Accuses Me of Usurping His Place

Qiu Mian was a young man from the county magistrate's family. As a young master from an official household, he had lived comfortably despite losing his mother at an early age. But one prison sentence for his father was enough to send him plummeting from the clouds.

The imperial family was merciful, punishing only one person and not implicating the Qiu family's descendants or servants. But with only one son left in the Qiu household, how could he possibly manage on his own?

With no other options, Qiu's father immediately made what seemed like the best decision under the circumstances.

Ling Shi was a servant whom Qiu Mian had personally brought home as a child. They grew up together, and Ling Shi was utterly loyal to the Qiu family.

Before the Qiu family fell, Qiu's father arranged for his only son, Qiu Mian, to marry Ling Shi. Ling Shi swore to take good care of Qiu Mian.

But the young master seemed unaware of his circumstances after moving to the countryside, and didn't treat the servant as his husband. He still ordered him around constantly.

Ling Shi granted Qiu Mian's every wish. He washed his clothes, cooked his meals, and even coaxed him to sleep.

Qiu Mian was overjoyed and thoroughly satisfied, often saying it had been well worth bringing Ling Shi home all those years ago.

Until one day, Ling Shi pressed him down onto the bed. Qiu Mian's face flushed red. "How dare you! You're overstepping your station!"

Ling Shi gazed at his little husband's rosy cheeks, growing more fond of him by the second. He curled his lips into a slight smile and replied:

"As your husband, I naturally belong on top."

(The male lead has no powerful connections. He's just an ordinary, exceptionally handsome man.)

Pre-registration: This World Has Been Transmigrated Into a Sieve

1. Chan Yue transmigrated into a fictional dynasty as a princess. She didn't want to become famous throughout the capital or leave her name in history. All she wanted was to quietly enjoy the gossip.

2. She had no idea which transmigrator from the past invented glass, but Chan Yue was deeply grateful. Lounging in the winter sun behind a pane of glass was the most comfortable thing ever!

3. At a banquet hosted by Prince Rong, everyone wrote poems about plum blossoms, and one young lady won first place in the poetry contest.

The nobles praised the poem lavishly, and it was read aloud in front of all the guests.

Chan Yue's sleepy eyes suddenly flew open.

Good heavens, wasn't this Plum by the Song dynasty poet Wang Anshi?

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Luckily, she had kept her head down and focused on eating, never taking part in the poetry gathering. She hadn't expected there to be other transmigrators in this world. It looked like she'd have to be more careful from now on.

4. The Empress Dowager fell ill, and the imperial physicians were useless. The emperor searched the land for renowned doctors to treat her. Anyone with remarkable medical skills who cured her would receive a thousand taels of gold, and anyone who failed wouldn't have their head chopped off.

The day after the imperial notice went up, Chan Yue heard that a young lady had answered the call. At noon, the girl was brought into the palace, and Chan Yue was there too.

How strange. Didn't she remember that the last time she'd seen this girl, she had been a timid concubine-born daughter who couldn't even hold her head up? Why was she holding her chin up like she owned the place today?

The girl didn't even kneel before the emperor and empress dowager. She stood stiffly and declared, "I have a way to save the empress dowager."

Chan Yue could tell something was off.

Then the girl asked for a knife so she could cut open the empress dowager's abdomen. The emperor flew into a rage and ordered her taken away.

As she was dragged off, the girl shouted things like, "You ignorant fools... blah blah blah," "I'm a divine physician descended from Heaven... blah blah blah," and "You'll regret treating me this way..."

The emperor was shocked and furious. He muttered, "The Minister of Rites' concubine-born daughter has been possessed by a demon," and then... the girl was executed.

Chan Yue: Oh...

So don't be too arrogant. Arrogance makes it easy to get game over.

Just like certain people, some of them seemed to have logged in, and yet not.

5. After encountering yet another transmigrator for the nth time, she finally understood:

This world had been transmigrated into a sieve!

6. Today, she accidentally bumped into someone in the imperial garden. Ah, she nearly knocked him into the lake, but it couldn't be helped. She really didn't want to go meet some promising young men. With the matrons closing in behind her, Chan Yue tossed out an apology and ran off in a flash.

To her surprise, she ran into that person again the next day. He blocked her path and lowered his voice, speaking firmly. "Are you a transmigrator?"

Chan Yue was stunned. How did he know?

He said, "Yesterday, you said, 'Sorry.'"

Tsk. Looks like she really needed to fix her bad habit of blurting things out whenever there was an emergency.

7. The man asked solemnly, with a hint of worry, "Do you know how we ended up in this world?"

Looks like this guy was still a rookie.

Chan Yue was about to comfort him when, oh no, oh no, how had the matrons caught up with her again? Were they really that persistent?

And the repeated shouts of "Young Master!" from not far away made it obvious who was being called.

Chan Yue put her hand over his and said earnestly, "We're both in the same boat. Help me out first."

The matrons and servants who came running over happened to see the whole thing.

8. The two of them became a gossip-loving couple.

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The heroine will only reveal her identity to the hero.

A gossip-loving heroine who becomes one half of a gossip-loving couple after meeting the hero.

Pre-registration: My Stepdaughter Is a Handful

Before the age of four, Shen Man wasn't called Shen Man. Her mother always called her Little Girl.

After she turned four, Shen Man's mother brought her into the prominent Shen family as a concubine. From that day on, Shen Man had a name.

The Shen family's matriarch had firmly opposed letting mother and daughter into the household, but once they were there, she didn't make things difficult for them. Though life was hard with the other concubines constantly scheming against one another, they managed to get by.

Two years later, a sudden fever took Shen Man's mother, leaving little Shen Man with nowhere to go.

After some discussion, young Shen Man was brought to the matriarch's courtyard and raised under her care.

The matriarch had children of her own and treated Shen Man with neither warmth nor coldness. Shen Man knew that by blood she was no more than an outsider in the Shen household, and was already grateful for what she had.

When the legitimate daughter teased her, Shen Man only gave a timid smile and let it pass.

When the head of the household treated her a little better, the concubines urged their sons to watch out for Shen Man. One illegitimate son waved them off disdainfully. "She's not even a member of the Shen family, and she's a girl. How could she possibly be a threat to me?"

The old matriarch pitied her for being an orphan. To keep the servants from mistreating her, she often called Shen Man over to attend to her, showing her closeness. Shen Man was grateful and carefully accepted her kindness.

Just like that, Shen Man grew up safely in the Shen household until she was nine. That year, the Shen family's eldest legitimate daughter married into a prestigious family.

That was also the year Shen Man met him.

Jiang Que, the heir of Prince Yong's household.

He was thirteen that year, a dashing young man in fine clothes on a spirited horse. On the wedding day, someone tossed a firecracker from who knew where. Jiang Que leaped down from his horse and pulled nine-year-old Shen Man out of the way, laughing boldly:

"Careful, little sister. It's a joyous occasion. Let's not have any bloodshed."

The next time Shen Man heard about Jiang Que was a year and a half later. The Princess of Yong had passed away, and Prince Yong wanted to make a concubine his new principal wife, but the Princess's family fought hard to stop him.

Shen Man couldn't help thinking of herself and worrying about him. He must be heartbroken.

When Shen Man was fourteen, Prince Yong's household rose to prominence once more. The Shen family wanted to form ties with them, and the best way was through marriage.

There weren't many girls of marriageable age in the Shen family. To prevent the concubines from gaining too much influence, the matriarch gently took Shen Man's hand and pleaded, "Child, I've raised you for so many years. Now it's time for you to do something for me."

Shen Man lowered her eyes, as if considering her words.

On their wedding night, Jiang Que lifted Shen Man's red bridal veil and gave a slight smile. "It's you." Yet his tone held not the slightest trace of surprise.

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