Yes, the Moonlights Got Together

Upcoming stories: "The Demon Cult's Mistress of the House" and "Demons in the Imperial Capital." Their blurbs are below. If you're interested, remember to add them to your reading list!

Blurb:

[Love at First Sight, A Mutual Journey Toward Love]

Chen Nuonuo discovers that she has transmigrated into a book, a novel where the male lead follows a political intrigue plot and the female lead fights for power in the household.

In the original story, Chen Nuonuo was the male lead's first love. Sadly, her love was like the moon shining into a muddy ditch. After entering the inner household, even his first love gradually turned dark. After more than a decade of household battles, she was ultimately defeated by the female lead's schemes and hanged herself from a tree in the southeast.

As for her death, the male lead merely remarked, "Nuonuo has changed. She's no longer the person I loved back then."

What a coincidence. Chen Nuonuo has transmigrated to the very time the scumbag was talking about, and she has the love letter he sent asking to meet her right there in her hands...

Chen Nuonuo briskly tears the letter to shreds, sets it on fire, and buries even the ashes.

To hell with that scumbag. He can love whoever he wants. She's not going to fill the role of the first love who turns bad in his household.

There are plenty of good men in the world. She'd have to be crazy to jump into that filthy ditch and become a side consort to an ambitious scumbag.

Take, for example, the young gentleman she met in the garden. He was ethereal and beautiful, every inch her type, and his smile was so lovely.

More importantly, he had actively come to ask for her hand in marriage.

What? He's the very first love that the female lead, the princess consort, could never have?

If she remembers the plot correctly, this princess consort's first love is supposed to be cold and heartless. And it seems that he turns bad in the end, too!

What a strange twist of fate...

Upcoming story: "The Demon Cult's Mistress of the House." If you're interested, please add it to your reading list in my author profile!

The daughters of the Shen family were raised from childhood in luxury, surrounded by maids and servants. They were carefully taught music, chess, calligraphy, painting, household management, and finances.

Although there were a few too many rules at home and their tutors were rather strict, Shen Ruyu always thought it was because her family upheld a rigorous tradition.

That is, until her eldest sister was married off as a second wife to a salt merchant over forty, and her second sister was sent to the household of her uncle's superior to become his third concubine.

And she would be turning sixteen soon...

Her maid said the jianghu had been very unsettled lately, with many martial artists carrying swords and blades arriving in Linzhou.

Shen Ruyu had hardly ever left the house and didn't really know what martial artists were. Did that mean escort agencies and martial arts schools, or bandits and highwaymen?

She didn't find out until her father, seeking protection, married her off to the Demon Cult of Guwu Mountain...

On the way to fetch his bride, dozens of black-clad assassins blocked the road. With a single swing of his sword, Demon Cult Leader Luo Shu sent a cold flash of light through the air, painting red plum blossoms in blood.

For the first time, Shen Ruyu learned what the jianghu was, what it meant for a sword's cold light to reach across nineteen continents, and what the Demon Cult was.

However, this Demon Cult seemed rather different from the rumors.

A newly admitted disciple, staring at a bowl with only half a portion of dry rice, had no choice but to hunt a rabbit in the woods for an extra meal.

A Hall Master, renowned throughout the land, returned to his room at night and stared heartbrokenly at his new clothes, slashed by an opponent.

The Left Protector saw the rat holes in the empty granary and, in a fit of anger, smashed a wall with one palm. The Right Protector then beat him until he ran off with his head in his hands.

And the supposedly cold, cruel, and violent Cult Leader guiltily pushed a stack of account books toward her.

"I heard that, according to the rules for proper young ladies, the wife manages the family finances."

The accounts showed land, shops, and trading caravans, yet were full of losses and running at a deficit.

Shen Ruyu's spirit as the mistress of the household blazed to life. "My business is not going to lose money!"

Upcoming story two: "Demons in the Imperial Capital"

Zhou Chunjun, a man named after a peerless famous sword, once used blood as an offering to the Xuanyuan Sword and his body as a blade to guard the realm. But all those grand and turbulent deeds belonged to a previous life.

Now he is merely the young master of the Duke Ding's household. His father is young, strong, and trusted by the emperor, while his older brothers are talented in both letters and arms and capable of shouldering the family's responsibilities. As the cherished youngest son, all he needs to do is ride around enjoying the scenery, write poetry, drink wine, sing, and live freely and carefree for the rest of his life.

Zhou Chunjun thinks this must be his reward for sacrificing himself in his previous life to suppress evil spirits and save countless lives: not only has he been given a new life with his memories intact, but it is also such a peaceful and easy one.

But all his imagined, idyllic future comes to an end the day he first meets the Imperial Preceptor of the Xiyue Dynasty.

The white-haired man looks slender and frail on the surface, but behind him, a silver dragon apparition roars and coils through the clouds.

Beneath the dragon's claws, countless ferocious, hideous ghosts howl and bite viciously, yet have no way to escape.

Zhou Chunjun: "What happened to the ordinary, peaceful world I was promised? I really don't want to take up the dangerous, exhausting work of being a Celestial Master again, especially one who has to offer himself to demons and ghosts when the situation calls for it!"

The Imperial Preceptor: "At last, I've found an heir!"

Theme: Happiness is a journey both people choose to make together.