[Wuxia Crossover] The Peerless Dancing Beauty Survives by Clinging Close

The CP is set: Young Lord Fang.

Coming soon: Wuxia Crossover: Setting Up a Stall at Famous Wuxia Moments. CP: Wu Qing.

This story:

Lan Qingxue was a dancing girl whose only redeeming feature was his face. Just before he died, he heard a voice: "Congratulations! You've loaded the Cannon Fodder Life-Extension System. This System lets you stay alive only by cuddling! Hurry up and cuddle!"

Lan Qingxue had just come back from the dead. His eyes widened in shock as he lay weakly in a pool of blood and tried to grab the white-robed man standing beside his feet.

"Congratulations! Life points +1. Friendly reminder: cuddles don't count toward your life points unless you're attractive enough!"

Lan Qingxue only wanted to stay alive. With tears glimmering in his eyes and his face like a crabapple flower glowing in the sun, he looked up at the man and asked, "May I... touch you?" With each successive touch, his life points went up by 1, 1, 1, 1. At last, he had gathered enough points to revive himself. Just as he was about to slip away and return to Gusu, a crowd blocked his path, determined to spend their lives with him.

Lan Qingxue: ?? What's going on? I was only touching, hugging, and cuddling them!

[The wind stirred then, and now my heart is stirred]

The white-robed thief who rescued him from the sea of flames was dashing and carefree, and looked like a perfect target for Lan Qingxue to take advantage of. Acting pitiful, Lan Qingxue followed him like a fledgling for months, but ran away before the man could leave.

When they met again, the young friend with stars in his eyes had become inseparable from someone else.

The white-robed thief thought that all good things must come to an end, but still held the other man in his arms and smiled helplessly. "Perhaps I fell for you that day."

[Cold on the outside, warm on the inside, quick to fall in love]

The pale, snow-white face of the reclusive famous constable was completely expressionless, as if he were untouched by worldly desires. Even so, the exquisite young man cautiously crouched in front of him. "Sir, I have nowhere to go." Though rejected time and again, the young man kept smiling warmly, as if the constable were the only person he could see.

Few people knew that the seemingly aloof famous constable fell in love easily, and once he did, he couldn't pull himself out. But before he could speak, the cheerful young man left Bianjing, looking utterly dejected.

[Flowers fill the tower, but the orchid's fragrance is stronger]

The handsome Seventh Young Master of the Hua family made a friend. The other man was like a stray dog who had found a home, staying by his side without leaving for a moment. If he stepped away even briefly, his friend would go pale. And when he returned, his friend would clutch his sleeve and ask, "Can I stay with you from now on?" But just as the refined and gentle Seventh Young Master had grown used to his friend's presence, the friend left Hundred Flowers Tower without a word.

After that, Hundred Flowers Tower remained full of flowers, but none had the bewitching fragrance of orchids.

1. Quoted from a Baidu entry.

Coming-soon blurb: A lazy shou who flops down wherever he falls X a cold-faced, warm-hearted, aloof and proud gong. You Mian X Wu Qing.

You Mian had only just transmigrated into a wuxia world when he discovered that, apart from a useless System, all he had was a shabby stall.

Too lazy to come up with another plan, You Mian figured, What's so hard about setting up a stall and making money? He gave a lazy smile. "Isn't this easy? Piece of cake!"

But reality proved that he was truly unsuited to running a stall:

He couldn't set up shop in the morning because he couldn't get up.

He couldn't set up shop at night because he had to sleep.

He wouldn't go out when it was too hot, or when it was too cold.

And when he finally did set up shop, he lost more than he earned.

In the desert, he sold Chu Xiangshuai a mirror for the exorbitant price of one hundred taels, only for Shi Guanyin to blow his stall to smithereens the next moment.

On Bat Island, he finally sold a pair of glasses, only for the island's master to smash them with a single slap.

He had barely set up his stall outside Li Garden when Li the Flying Dagger nearly got saddled with a cuckold's hat.

His luck was truly terrible. Every time he set up his stall, he ran into some strange people. They not only fought violently, but insisted on smashing his stall too. At this point, You Mian smiled faintly. He had no choice but to get a hundredfold in compensation with his fists.

A year later, You Mian was still losing money and finally found a sucker.

"Constable Sheng, look at this jade pendant, so elegant and luxurious. And this purse, its fragrance lasts and lasts. I can't think of anyone but you who deserves them!"

"...Wrap them up."

You Mian's lazy expression instantly turned into a beaming smile. He named an astronomical price and started wrapping the goods.

But to his surprise, Constable Sheng, who looked every bit the refined gentleman even in his wheelchair, took the purse and handed it to him instead.

The young man had a face as fair as the moon, and delicate, lively fingertips. "It's for you."

But the ear hidden behind his dark hair was red as blood.

Theme: Finding what suits you best.