[Hello, everyone! The story is finished. Next time, I'm going to let loose and write about a college girl who transmigrates but can't understand the language, or a badass heroine who slaughters her way across the stars. Thank you all for being here. Sending love!]
They say the wife of the General of the Flying Cavalry stands out among the noble young ladies of the capital.
While other women excel at music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, Gao Xin has a particular passion for riding and archery.
And the young Lord Ji, a high official in the Ministry of Revenue, is another sight to behold in the capital.
A talented young scholar and a favorite of the emperor, he has no shortage of noble ladies hoping to marry him, yet he turns them all down.
Then an imperial edict binds the two of them together.
On their wedding night,
they hit it off and agreed on three rules:
First, they would sleep in separate rooms.
Second, each would live their own life and leave the other alone.
Third, they would play along when necessary.
They say that on that day, snowflakes as big as goose feathers drifted outside.
The eight-foot-tall Young Lord Ji stood at Gao Xin's door with a small pillow in one hand and a stack of letters of apology in the other, reading them one after another.
"I, your husband, was wrong to... I beg your forgiveness, my wife."
When the door opened, Ji Xu thought he would be allowed inside, but a quilt came flying straight at him.
"It's terribly cold out there. Don't catch a chill."
As the door closed again, Ji Xu wanted to bang his head against the ground.
"Why did I have to go and provoke her?"
Wrapped in the quilt, Ji Xu sat beneath the covered walkway, gazing at the snow swirling overhead, and let out a heavy sigh.
A few notes:
1. This is an entirely fictional setting, with little concern for historical accuracy.
2. There will be a child, but they will adopt.
3. There won't be much scheming for power, because the author's brain isn't up to supporting an elaborate political drama.
4. That's all for now. I'll add more later.
[Given my recent mental state, my next book will be one of these two:]
*Historical transmigration: My Transmigration Has a Big Problem
Ying Ruoruo transmigrated into the body of a girl her own age with the exact same name.
Aside from that, Ying Ruoruo was pretty pleased with starting off in a life where someone brought her food and clothes.
"Wow, this is great. I've become a rich kid," Ying Ruoruo thought.
But why did the beautiful older sister looking after her speak a language she couldn't understand?
Listening to the beautiful older sister's trilled speech, Ying Ruoruo's mind raced through a hundred and eighty turns before she came up with one possibility:
People in this era didn't speak modern Mandarin. They spoke classical Chinese! Classical Chinese!
Ying Ruoruo fell silent. She was a Chinese language and literature major, sure, but she hadn't been very good at it. She might be able to fool modern people, but there was no way she could fool people from ancient times.
"I'm done. Let the world end. From today on, I'm deaf and mute."
*Unplanned: If There's a Mech to Pilot, I'm the One for the Job
I'm Dai Xi.
After graduating from the Federal Military Academy, I was immediately promoted to major.
But it didn't last long. A traitor showed up in my unit.
I killed the traitor with my own hands, but got demoted along with them.
I was the youngest female major in the Federation.
Overnight, I was demoted three ranks and transferred to the academy as an instructor.
Two years as an instructor, three years on the front lines,
and finally I got a promotion and a pay raise, which meant I could claim my own mech.
But for some reason, the Armaments Department sent me a pink mech, completely different from the one I selected on my application.
Oh, and they sent me someone to yell at, too.
Just as I was about to give him an earful, I realized he looked familiar.
Wait, after I went to the front lines, didn't they assign the cadets to him?
[Cover art by artist Paigu Xiaobao, used with permission.]
Theme: Cherish the person by your side and walk together toward happiness
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Dbq caught bugs but revealed that his understanding was one-sided, he covered his face and ran away with the lid on the pot
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How dare you make your wife angry? Be careful if she comes with a hammer.
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Hi, nice to meet you. Come back often when you have time! I will work hard on the keyboard! A brief introduction to pre-receipt: Fantasy "After Amnesia, I Abandoned Darkness and Turned to Light" It doesn't matter if you fall into the devil's path, your caring master will come to save you. StarCraft's "It's still up to me to open the mecha". Open the most popular mecha and be the most awesome protagonist. Now, "Unexpected Love" was not a coincidence, and my motives were not pure either.
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