After Becoming a Warlord's Stepmother, I Became Obsessed with Infrastructure

I'm short on inspiration for this book, so updates will be sporadic. I'm truly sorry.

Tomorrow I'll start posting the new preview directly: "I Was Reborn After Everyone Got a Bad Ending."

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Blurb:

Qiu Li, a PhD in agronomy, transmigrates into a book as the male lead's wicked stepmother, whose fate is tragic.

Unwilling to follow that dead-end path, Qiu Li sets her sights on Xu Jinmo, a future powerful and treacherous minister. She becomes his fiancée and uses his name to build up her own power.

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Her knowledge of agriculture is her greatest golden finger:

Three years of severe drought, with no harvest at all? No problem. Switch to growing wheat in sandy soil. It can survive without water.

No rain from the heavens and the land is parched? No problem. An ingenious invention from our ancestors, the dragon-bone waterwheel, is here to help.

Mountain floods are raging? No problem. Build dikes to hold back the floods and irrigate the fields.

Disease keeps spreading after the disaster? No problem. Prevention, quarantine, and medicinal herbs will keep the illness away.

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Before long, she has earned the reverence of the common people, who even want to erect monuments and temples in her honor. Qiu Li feels the pressure mounting, but then she discovers that the chief eunuch has amassed hundreds of thousands of troops, along with provisions, popular support, and weapons, and has rebelled to become emperor!

Wait, I was just farming and building infrastructure. I never told you to rebel and become emperor! Has the plot gone off the rails? Did I just win without lifting a finger and become empress?

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From the male lead's perspective:

Xu Jinmo, a formidable warlord reborn as a eunuch, never imagined that his wicked stepmother from his previous life would become this eunuch's fiancée.

He watched the pitiful young woman arrive with a keepsake in hand, seeking his protection. Her face kept overlapping with that of the high-and-mighty empress dowager from his past life. Still, he welcomed her into the Marquis's residence, curious to see what she was up to.

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When he discovered her extraordinary knowledge and unique ideas, Xu Jinmo decided to make use of her to solve the drought in Qingzhou. But as he continued making use of her, he realized that the young woman before him was utterly different from his stepmother in his previous life.

In his previous life, she craved power. Now she was kindhearted and capable.

And without him noticing, he'd fallen for her.

When he once again sat upon the throne, the civil and military officials all petitioned him to choose an empress. "A woman surnamed Qiu is merely a merchant's daughter. How can she be fit to be empress?"

To their surprise, the usually wise ruler refused to hold court for days, insisting on making her empress.

His strategist said, "Making Miss Qiu empress means opposing the great clans! Your Majesty cares for all under heaven. How can you let romantic feelings sway you?"

The emperor's furious reply was, "I am an emperor who won his throne on horseback. What gives you pale-faced scholars the right to interfere in my choice of empress?"

Later, the once-formidable warlord stood outside her door, clutching a pillow.

"A Li, I can't sleep without you."

I spent my whole life struggling through the mud, conquering the land on horseback. I knew nothing of love and only wanted to keep power firmly in my grasp. But for you, I would share this entire realm.

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Coming Soon: "I Was Reborn After Everyone Got a Bad Ending"

Blurb: When Han Chun was alive, she was the most hated person in the entire immortal sect.

She was injured and desperately needed a Ruofu herb to save her life. Her senior brother picked it without mercy and gave it to Xiang Fulan.

Weak and sickly, she asked, "Senior Brother, why would you do this?"

Without even turning his head, he said, "No reason. Junior Sister said the Ruofu herb would look beautiful when it bloomed."

Her second senior sister sneered mockingly. "Oh, our young mistress Han Chun loves pretending to be sick. This time is no different, right?"

Han Chun: "..."

It bloomed beautifully, but I was dying.

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But in the end, she didn't die.

The junior sister cried and accused her of stealing her Ruofu herb.

Han Chun had nothing to say, because the Ruofu herb was right there on her table, its flower bud already eaten by her.

And so she survived, only to be despised by the entire immortal sect even more.

Even as she lay dying, she never figured out who had fed her that life-saving flower bud.

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People had pointed at her and called her a bad person for so long that she thought bitterly: This is a good thing, at least. Good people die young, while evil people live for a thousand years.

Yet she never imagined she'd die so soon. She survived thanks to the Ruofu herb, and she died because of it.

As she lay dying, the junior sister smiled sweetly. "What a pity. So what if someone stole you a Ruofu herb? I'll tell you the truth: I'd already soaked it in poison. Eat it or don't, you were going to die either way."

At the end, Han Chun wanted to slap that hypocritical face to pieces, but she died before she could even raise her hand.

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After that, she expected to end up in some underworld, but instead she was trapped on Penglai Immortal Mountain, unable to leave day after day.

She thought that now that the villain was dead, these people would live happily ever after.

Yet she never imagined that after her death, her second senior sister would be violated and left ruined, her senior brother would be heartbroken by the junior sister and go mad, and her biased parents would die of grief while clutching her memorial tablet. Even the junior sister, who seemed destined to win at life, was turned into a human swine by the person no one had paid attention to and left to live in terror.

After witnessing it all, Han Chun was reborn without a trace of joy.

What should she do? Is it still in time to run away?

[Soft and sweet beauty heroine x frail, sickly yandere hero]

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