Not soft and delicate, not soft and delicate, not soft and delicate! The heroine can castrate men or bury them alive. A hilarious woman in ancient times!
Yan Xiu, Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, had never been interested in women. He was ruthless and domineering, treated human life as worthless, and cared only for power and profit.
That is, until a palace maid arrived to serve his archenemy, the Empress Dowager.
The maid looked haggard and sallow, like she had just escaped from a refugee camp.
Yan Xiu frowned. "She's the one who buried our hidden guards alive?"
His subordinate nodded awkwardly.
Yan Xiu frowned again. "She's the one who drove off the three waves of assassins we sent?"
The subordinate nodded and added, "She's also the one who eats eight bowls of rice at a sitting, castrated a notorious lecher, seriously injured a murderer, and extorted money from the Eastern Palace's guards."
Yan Xiu gave a cold laugh. "Transfer her to the Eastern Palace. I'll show her how I punish people!"
Everyone thought Ye Tan was as good as dead.
Then one day, they discovered that the Crown Prince was kissing her!
Yan Xiu: *Sniffle, sniffle.* My darling, come let me kiss you~
Ye Tan: Get lost! Hurry up and get lost! I need to save money so I can leave the palace and roam the world!
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Ye Tan was a hidden guard. After her organization abandoned her, she sold herself into the palace and became a maid.
She never expected to end up doing her old job in the palace, and to offend the Crown Prince, a living King of Hell.
Then an imperial decree transferred her to the Eastern Palace.
Ye Tan shed two streams of tears. "Hahaha, I'm so happy. I'm incredibly happy!"
Once she was in the Eastern Palace, she served him diligently, always on the move, terrified that Yan Xiu's long fingers would close around her neck. But this man seemed to have something seriously wrong with him.
Yan Xiu: "Don't wear rose-colored palace robes again. If you do, I'll kill you."
My wife looks so pretty in palace robes. If she wears them again, I won't be able to control myself!
Yan Xiu: "Don't burn incense anymore. If you do, I'll kill you!"
Ye Tan, who usually couldn't even be bothered to comb her hair, looked confused. "What incense? Where's the incense?"
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Then one day, after an unexpected incident, Yan Xiu kicked out the concubine sent by the Empress. Fighting off the effects of the drug, he kicked open the door to Ye Tan's room and said coldly, "Get to the main hall!"
Ye Tan obediently rolled inside.
The very next moment, she clung to the doorframe and shouted, "Your Highness! Your Highness! Stay calm!"
(This story's motto is: no logic, just gleeful mayhem. It's a lighthearted, brainless read. The male lead says one thing and does another. He's ruthless, but hopelessly lovesick. The female lead is kind, values friendship, and has incredible fighting skills. One-on-one romance, happy ending.)
Below is the blurb for a future release, The Theatrical Daily Life of the Young Miss:
Everyone knows that the visiting cousin of the second branch of the Yong'an Marquis household, Liu Shushu, is beautiful and kind, frail and sickly, and the very picture of Xi Shi with a hand to her chest.
Only Liu Shushu herself knows that the System has punished her by activating her girlish mode!
If she doesn't interact with the men detected by the System, she'll be forced to act "frail and sickly," "without an appetite," and so on.
So, in the eyes of Qi Haichuan, heir to the Yong'an Marquis, it goes like this:
One moment: His cousin says she has no appetite.
The next: His cousin opens her enormous mouth wide.
One moment: His cousin says she isn't feeling well.
The next: She's riding off to play polo.
Qi Haichuan even caught Liu Shushu dumping a man.
One moment: The woman, eyes red, says, "I'm sorry, Wu Lang. I've fallen in love with that useless Qi Haichuan..."
The next: She curses and bangs her head against the wall. "Are these men ever going to leave me alone?!"
After countless hardships, just as Liu Shushu reached level eight and finally escaped the restrictions of girlish mode, Qi Haichuan used threats and inducements to trap her in marriage, a road with no return.
Everyone in the capital knows that the Yong'an Marquis's heir is weak and useless.
But after getting married, this nobody became a rising star among the noble families, and even his behavior changed completely. He was now utterly cold-blooded.
Only Qi Haichuan knows that his household has a theatrical mistress who is always trying to put a green hat on him.
Whenever his mistress doesn't get her way, she flirts with the young masters in the household, and won't let him stop her.
If he weren't firm with her, there'd already be a whole row of trees growing on his head.
So Qi Haichuan tries with all his might to prove himself.
Before long, Liu Shushu hugs him and cries, "Husband, I was wrong. I'll never play cards with the young masters in the household again."
Qi Haichuan calmly ties his belt and says, "I know."
He knows she was only playing cards.
Liu Shushu freezes. "Huh?"
Theme: Xiao Tan works hard and strives toward a new life
This is the first time I see a sweet article in which the protagonist writes about his life from birth to death. I feel a little sad.
Ye Tan: Wrong! The prince is afraid that I will run away (gestures)
Why use such a cliché plot to bring the two of them together? Besides, even if they sleep together, who says they must be together... The queen is so annoying. Her son is a treasure. Even if she has no emotional intelligence and cannot pursue him, she still insists on sending Ye Tan to his bed. Isn't someone else's daughter a daughter? How sad would Master be if he found out?
Could it be that Xiaohua has become the king of copycats? LOL
This!!! Can't you write more extras?!?!?! Ouch! Ouch!
If you can't, just leave, so what?
This…!!! Too explosive
Wow, General Hua is so excited, I thought he was looking for his lost daughter (wipes sweat)
Where is our Ye Tan's great career? Tens of thousands of words were sent away, I firmly disagree!
Don't be stupid, I don't want to watch this boring drama about female competition.