[New contemporary romance, "Cherished at My Fingertips," now updating. Blurb below, please add it to your reading list]
Blurb:
Yun Ruo accidentally transmigrates to the Qing Dynasty and becomes a low-ranking consort who is ignored by the emperor. She can only keep her head down and get by. Who would have thought that after lazing around, she would rise through the ranks, leaving the entire imperial harem baffled? Little do they know that Yongzheng has a special ability: he can see other people's dreams, and he loves interpreting them and letting his imagination run wild.
Consort Qi: I dream about becoming the Empress Dowager all night long, and laugh nonstop.
The Empress: She resents the emperor and often unleashes a meteor-fist combo in her dreams.
Their dreams keep Yongzheng sleepless night after night. Only Yun Ruo is quiet and different, earning rewards all the way.
Yun Ruo: Should I have sweet or savory tofu pudding tomorrow morning?
Yongzheng, an ancient-day workaholic, sees the lazy Yun Ruo.
Yongzheng: Go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation at five every morning and help me get dressed.
Yun Ruo: I'll work so hard even I'll be scared of myself. I'll wait outside your door at midnight every day.
"Cherished at My Fingertips"
Blurb:
Sweet romance / married first, love later / entertainment industry / relationship contract
1
In the summer, shortly before her birthday, Xia Yue did something daring: she married a man she had met only once.
And he was no ordinary man. Fu Jingchen was an heir to a wealthy family, a famous eligible bachelor in Xicheng, cool and distinguished.
Their relationship was supposed to be one of mutual convenience, with each of them living their own life. But when his grandfather showed up, they were automatically tied together.
Afterward, Xia Yue messaged him: "I wasn't the one who brought Grandpa here."
Fu Jingchen's eyes darkened. "Then was I the one who invited him? Mrs. Fu!"
2
Everyone thought Fu Jingchen had married her to put an end to the rumors that he was asexual, and that he would kick her out the moment he no longer needed her.
After all, marriage between wealthy families was the norm. Xia Yue was only a small-time actress, and her rivals were all waiting to laugh at her and make her the latest piece of gossip over tea.
But after they married, all the film and television roles that had been taken from her came back. Every production she joined received investment from a major company.
The internet refused to believe it, so people went to the set to see for themselves.
Instead, they saw President Fu carrying a pink thermos everywhere and following right behind her. "Wife, wrap your scarf tighter so you don't get cold. Drink more water, it's good for your throat."
3
One day, she finally couldn't take it anymore. "Aren't we pretending? You don't have to make it this realistic."
Fu Jingchen touched her red lips, which he had just bitten until they broke, and raised the corners of his eyes. "Does this still seem fake? Mrs. Fu isn't the kind of person who uses someone and then throws him away, is she?"
When they first met in winter, snowflakes fell softly. She thought they had only blurred her vision, but they had also clouded her heart. From then on, she was etched into his heart and cherished at his fingertips.
You were born for the stage, so I'll give you a sky full of stars.
PS:
1: Both are each other's first, married first and love later, sweet everyday romance.
2: The male lead is cool and composed, while the female lead is lively and mischievous.
Theme: Enjoy life.
Damn, your copywriting... I sincerely suggest that you reorganize the copywriting.
… This is completely a modern romance novel disguised as Qing Chuan. The wording and plot description are very outrageous for this era of the Qing Dynasty.
What the hell, a woman stepped on the floor tiles and deformed them?
"Dad" gave the author a big worm~ Huh???
If you don't understand, just ask, can dreams be disguised?
How should I put it? Punctuation marks are free, but the punctuation marks that should be added are still needed.
I can see birds from time to time when I turn over the blank page, and the red sprouts in the water are fragrant and fragrant.
There is an indescribable awkwardness between the words
Some should be dialogues, but there are no double quotes, and then there are a few typos.
Has anyone finished reading it? Is this article unfinished? Why is it so short? Because the fourth uncle clicked in.