After the Substitute Bride, I Laughed So Hard I Nearly Died

[The audio drama is now available on Mao Er FM] On the day Ji Zhilin asked me to meet him at a cafe, he played Moonlight Sonata on the violin. His expression was infinitely tender. The System was thrilled. Host, after three years together, is he finally going to propose? But Ji Zhilin said, “Suishui, could you marry my brother in Ah Ming's place, to bring him good luck?” Ji Yucheng, the eldest son of the Ji family, was a ruthless and all-powerful figure, a man everyone knew of but few could approach. Then an accident left him in a vegetative state. The Ji family had originally found Ning Yuanming, whose birth chart was compatible with his. But Ji Zhilin, the second son of the Ji family, had cherished Ning Yuanming for years, treating him as though he might break. How could he possibly agree? And so I became the one who had to marry a man in a vegetative state. The real young master who had returned years ago, but was still unloved by his family: Ning Yuanming's younger brother, Ning Sui. * The whole city was waiting to laugh at me. I walked silently into Ji Yucheng's room, looking utterly heartbroken. Once the door was shut, I could barely keep from covering my mouth and singing a whole b-box routine! Three years ago, I bonded with a System. The longer I had physical contact with people of immense power, the more money I earned. I'd always struggled to get near Ji Yucheng, so I had to settle for getting close to the second young master. And now, looking at the handsome face of the eldest Ji brother right in front of me, I was ecstatic. A-Tong, we're going to be rich!!!!!!! * Ji Yucheng had been lying in bed for two years after an accident. Though he couldn't move, he was a vegetative patient who had bonded with a System and could sense the outside world. One day, he suddenly found himself with a twenty-year-old, adorable, airheaded college student for a wife. His little wife took meticulous care of him, tending to his every need. But he did have one uncontrollable habit: At night, he liked to strip Ji Yucheng naked and cuddle up to him while he slept??? * After Ning Sui was married off, Ji Zhilin grew more and more upset when he saw that Ning Sui wasn't heartbroken at all, but seemed to be thriving. He'd planned to wait until their grandfather was done with the whole good-luck marriage business, then take Ning Sui back. But who could have guessed that his brother, who'd been bedridden for two years, would suddenly wake up one day? Not only did he wake up, but the man, who had never cared for worldly desires, became intensely possessive of Ning Sui. His gaze was dark, and he wouldn't let anyone so much as touch a hair on Ning Sui's head. A money-making bottom x a lie-flat, cuddled-up top [Only the blurb is written in first person. The main story is in third person.] A little skit: Ning Sui reached out to touch him, pulling his hand back eight times out of eight. Astonishing. The vegetative man's face flushed with a hint of proud delight. Please add my upcoming novel, After Mistaking a Paranoid Prince for My Sister, to your reading list! Yan Shen transmigrated into the body of the Great Yan dynasty's cherished seventh prince. The first thing he did was search for the younger sister who had once depended on him alone. His frail little sister had died before she could enjoy much happiness, and that was his greatest regret as her brother. He searched without success. Then one day, he happened to come across a boy collapsed in the snow, shivering and curled up. A palace attendant nearby told him the boy was the youngest prince, the remnant of a former dynasty's princess. Born lowly and of questionable blood, he'd been bullied for more than a decade in the depths of the palace. Their eyes met. Beneath the boy's dark lashes, his eyes were black and filled with a beastlike bloodlust. He clutched a broken arm with snow, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain. A crimson teardrop-shaped mole rested at the corner of his beautiful eye, and the shoulder, raw from the lash, bore the faint outline of a plum blossom. Although the boy looked nothing like his sister, the birthmark on his shoulder was exactly the same. What a tragedy. His sister had been reborn as a boy! Yan Shen defied the pressure from the Eastern Palace and brought his “sister” back with him. He treated him to the finest clothes and food, gave him a colored-glass lamp, helped him put on his shoes and socks, nursed his wounds, and made sure no one ever bullied him again. When the other princes gave him a hard time, Yan Shen gritted his teeth and took their blows for him. Girls should be cherished. As long as Yan Shen had influence, he'd protect “her.” But six months later, he found the very same mark on the back of the neck of the newborn princess in the imperial palace. …Only then did he learn that the ninth prince's plum-blossom mark was nothing more than a burn from his mad mother when he was young, and had absolutely nothing to do with Yan Shen's sister! He'd raised the wrong person, and turned him into a menace. After Yan Shen left with his real sister, his “sister,” who usually liked to wear white and act pale, fragile, and tearfully pitiful, suddenly abandoned his former weakness. He changed into black clothes, seized the emperor's throne, and led thousands upon thousands of soldiers after them. The ninth prince revealed his sinister ambition. With his army at the gates, he looked up at the city tower. Beneath the golden banners, his handsome face was breathtaking as he smiled and called Yan Shen “brother.” “Brother, give yourself to me, and I'll call off the war.” * Yan Tingshuang had thought his life would be miserable, his fate beyond changing. Then, one year, a colored-glass lamp emerged from behind a screen. His seventh imperial brother took his hand and placed it inside a gilded purple incense burner to warm it, then asked with concern whether they could depend on each other in this life. If that was so, then they would depend on each other in life and death, on the road of the living and the dead alike. Theme: Move forward through setbacks, stay strong in adversity, and cultivate a positive attitude toward life.