Next door: The Otome Game Strategy Is Falling Apart (Female-Dominated World) is currently being serialized to great acclaim (doge, rose). Won't you take a look?
The heroine has no golden finger whatsoever. This is a story focused on redemption, with a happy ending! Happy ending! Happy ending! I'll say it three times because it's important.
Blurb:
On a dark, windy night, the perfect time for murder and arson.
Cheng Shuangshuang transmigrated into ancient times and became Yan Jia's Qi Qiu.
One day, she found a blood-soaked man unconscious in a haystack in the backyard of her own restaurant.
Although the man was disabled, he was an excellent cook.
She fed him, gave him a place to stay, and treated his wounds. In the end, she accidentally gave him her heart, too.
But who could have guessed that the man would leave just like that?
After crying, Qi Qiu wiped her tears and decided to trade in the old for someone new.
Men with one leg are hard to come by, but surely cooks with two legs can't be that hard to find?
With the emperor gravely ill and the court in chaos, Yu Meng undertook a mission for someone else. Carrying evidence purchased at the cost of one of his legs, he went incognito and became a cook in a small town.
Once everything had settled, he would have to return to the capital to deal with unfinished business.
He worked hard to learn to walk again, just so that when they met once more, he could stand and pull her into his arms.
He searched far and wide for rare treasures with all his might, hoping only to win a smile from the woman he loved.
But how could he know that the person he had fallen in love with was merely a soul from another world?
In the end, he could neither catch her nor keep her.
Please mind the following content warning!
The male lead has a leg disability, and he will not recover later in the story.
Upcoming story blurb
Upcoming story blurb:
The first time Shen Yuxi saw Song Huaizhang was one afternoon.
That day, the willows in the Shangshu residence's courtyard drooped low beneath the warm spring sunshine.
Leaning against the tallest tree in the residence, she looked down at him as he was bullied.
Back then, Song Huaizhang was exceptionally handsome, with pearly white teeth and red lips. He looked nothing like the inhuman creature people would later torment him into becoming.
He didn't know he was her first human escort.
He also didn't know she wasn't his cousin at all, but the escort leader tasked with delivering him as a "tribute."
He was indeed as well-behaved along the way as the Shangshu had said.
They merely happened to touch hands, and a rosy blush rose to their cheeks.
On the day she handed him over, Song Huaizhang clutched his sleeve helplessly and shed tears.
But she remained unmoved, letting the vermilion gates close as she walked away without looking back.
When she saw Song Huaizhang again,
he had been poisoned and blinded, and had become a mute who could not walk on either leg.
In the gloomy, damp courtyard, a servant tossed him a bucket of food that had already gone sour.
He dragged himself toward it, his two useless legs trailing limply behind him.
His once slender hands were now swollen and red beyond recognition.
He clutched the food in the bucket and ate it one mouthful at a time, a wretched sight.
Like a dog on the verge of dying from sickness.
She regretted it.
She had sent him to hell with her own hands, and now she would do whatever it took to drag him back out.
In the dilapidated courtyard, Song Huaizhang put away his dagger.
He had known since childhood that his mother did not love him, but he had never imagined she would go so far as to personally push him into a pit of fire.
He had thought that every woman in the world was as faithless as his mother,
until this "cousin" sheltered him in her arms.
In that instant, he suddenly no longer wanted revenge.
Outside the prince's residence, his "cousin" left.
But it was all right. He wagered that she would come back,
and see him in all his wretchedness.
Theme: The simple comforts of food, drink, and everyday life are what soothe the hearts of ordinary people.
I wanted to complain that if my legs are broken, I must fix this setting for a long time (?_?|||)
Author, you can catch bugs, there are quite a few typos. At the same time, the consideration of food is too far-fetched.
Too many typos [face covering]
Sorry, but being knocked unconscious by a hoe is really funny. I laughed so hard that I was crawling all over the floor.
It's good to read. The beginning is very well written. The part where the male protagonist comes back from the capital is a little awkward, but it doesn't affect the overall reading. It's very good to read. I finished reading it in one go. I'm very happy.
Sorry, I'm not used to watching heroines without golden fingers. Woohoo.
Qiuqiu and Youxia, the names are changed back and forth, eh, is there no full text replacement?
Finally, there is a novel that can seriously describe the various symptoms of people after being injured. Sometimes when I read some articles, I feel that their protagonists are all iron men. After a few days after the injury, they are like normal people.
Waybill atmosphere → light clouds and gentle breeze
At 70%, "I can't maintain my balance like before" so I can't be at the front, right?