The Coffin Master

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Tao Zhi slept for three hundred years. When she woke, her mind was completely blank.

That wasn't all. The threshold of her funeral house had fallen apart.

It had been broken three hundred years ago, too. The only difference was that back then, countless people had worn it down as they came to ask her to guide their departed loved ones onward.

Three hundred years later, the threshold was genuinely in shambles, looking very much like nobody would ever come by.

Tao Zhi had barely any business left, and every last job was bizarre. They were all things other funeral masters wouldn't dare touch.

As someone who couldn't survive without money, Tao Zhi said, "I'll take them."

Before long, the threshold she'd repaired was worn down again and again.

Tao Zhi made her fortune and became famous.

First, she snatched up all the business in just a few short months.

Then there was the one job she had left: the impossible-to-handle, yet lavishly paying, Crown Prince who refused to let anyone touch him.

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To get closer to Ji Tingting, Tao Zhi had asked him more than once, "Your Highness, have we... met somewhere before?"

"You? Met me?"

"..."

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During the Tianhe era, there was a clan of funeral masters.

They restored the bodies of the dead, mended their remains, and helped them bid the world a complete farewell. This was called guiding the dead onward.

Those who were guided onward entered the cycle of reincarnation, shed their past, and were born again into the mortal world.

[Impossible Crown Prince x Tao the Funeral Master Who Takes on Every Challenge]

1. One-on-one romance, happy ending.

2. Lighthearted, episodic, and focused on the bonds between people.

3. Lots of creative liberties. Just enjoy the ride.

Theme: No one can take away the tender feelings you once experienced.