After I Transmigrated into a Book, I Found My Canon Couple Had Been Split Up

Upcoming story: "A Summary of My Many Marriages to a Yandere Madman." Visit my author page for more. (Blurb at the bottom.)

Blurb:

Lin Shisheng, a web-novel author, tries out a transmigration game and ends up inside one of her own old-fashioned, melodramatic novels. She becomes the vicious, fake-sweet second female lead, the male lead's junior fellow disciple and the female lead's senior fellow disciple.

Thinking of the villain as her own beloved creation, Lin Shisheng decides to slack off and let the plot run its course. She bickers with the sect leader in the morning, trades barbs with her junior fellow disciple at night, and admires the male and female leads' stunning looks. Meanwhile, she follows the System's missions, getting entangled with the male lead as she walks the path of courting death, and somehow becoming more and more enthusiastic about it.

But the "story" slowly starts to go off track. She watches helplessly as the male lead transforms from a "devoted husband" into a man devoted to his "junior sister." Every time he looks at her, his gaze is gentle as water, yet all kinds of things about it seem wrong.

This won't do! Lin Shisheng is horrified and hurriedly starts acting "disdainful" toward the male lead in every way.

But it barely works, leaving her utterly baffled.

Only later does she learn that this second female lead isn't the same second female lead! The game's creators didn't just mangle her original plot, they also broke up her original couple and made the second female lead and the male lead the official pairing!

Lin Shisheng: What kind of ridiculous creators are these? Give me back my male and female leads...

A few days later, in the wedding hall before everyone's eyes, the male lead pulls the red sash from her hands, gathers his sleeves, and pulls her into his arms. His voice rings firmly in her ear.

"I, Gu Xiangyan, love Mu Wanhua. I have never needed to prove it to anyone."

Blurb for "A Summary of My Many Marriages to a Yandere Madman":

After being reborn three times, Princess Feng Linglong of Funing finally discovers the reason behind her repeated rebirths.

It is a man named Su Jinghan, the most famous wealthy merchant in Dongyue, and her unexpected brother-in-law.

Looking at the gilded calling card in her hand, Feng Linglong remembers the soft wedding bed in the Su residence, soaked in blood before her last rebirth. In this life, she decides to stop Su Jinghan from getting close to her sister...

Who could have guessed that this refined, mild-mannered man, who seemed nothing like a merchant, was actually a twisted, obsessive madman?

To end her rebirths and protect her sister, she dies six times in front of Su Jinghan. Each time she dies with her eyes open. At last, she manages to see Su Jinghan die before her.

His lips tremble as he lies across her knees, blood gushing from his mouth like a spring. He strains to look up at her, shattered stars glittering in his eyes. "Lingniang... The person I regret meeting least in this life... is you..."

Rong Jin, Crown Prince of Dongyue, was exceptionally clever and gifted from childhood. At five, he was granted the prince's seal and installed in the Eastern Palace. Yet in the prime of his life, he was falsely accused of corrupting the emperor's consorts, reduced to a hostage in an enemy kingdom, and subjected to endless abuse.

Six years later, under the assumed name Su Jinghan, he becomes the richest merchant on the banks of the Yueshui River. Handsome and kind, he aids the people far and wide, and countless commoners build shrines to worship him while he is still alive.

Aside from Feng Linglong, no one knows how much he loathes these acts of compassion.

A little scene:

One night, the candlelight flickers softly.

The beauty in his arms struggles through the ache in her waist before falling asleep, but the man still can't bear to let go. He fondles her slender waist beneath the silver-red brocade canopy and peppers her with kisses until her drowsy moans slip out.

Her soft lips release a tender, alluring sigh, and he listens with delight.

"Linglong," he murmurs, calling her name.

In this life, you'd better love me until you die.

Reading guide: This is an old-fashioned, melodramatic story, including but not limited to a substituted bride, amnesia, mistaken identity, stand-ins, misunderstandings, love triangles, and a shotgun wedding. If these tropes bother you, please don't read.

Theme: Those who never forget will surely be answered