Mo Bei Yan Aotian's Doomed Dark Moonlight

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Please add to your reading lists: Paper Doll Master, Return to Life Today. Shock! I only discovered my black-hearted lotus master was a hopeless romantic after winning him over! (See my author page!)

That year, seventeen-year-old Shaoshi Yan traveled all the way from the deserts of the north to the Central Plains to ask for someone’s hand on behalf of his elder brother.

That person was the Princess of Daye, the young mistress of the Wushan Sect, Yan Yuege.

Someone said to be talented, but ugly and arrogant.

She looked down on the princes of the northern deserts. The person she was determined to marry was the heir of Prince Han, her childhood sweetheart, Li Yang.

In Shaoshi Yan’s heart, his elder brother was a towering mountain, the overlord of the northern deserts. What did Li Yang have besides his title as heir?

He couldn't believe his elder brother would lose to such a worthless man. He had to meet Yan Yuege, the young mistress of the Wushan Sect, and explain things to her face.

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Shaoshi Yan was so beautiful that even the consorts in the imperial palace of Daye felt inferior.

When the young man appeared before Yan Yuege, she seemed to realize something extraordinary...

The boy's features resembled those of her maternal aunt, Chen Qinghe, the most beautiful woman in the land.

Little wolf from the northern deserts, you chose to walk into this den of danger yourself.

Her principle was to leave alone what she didn't like, and kill what she couldn't use. She never went looking for trouble, but this boy had come to her himself, and still managed to make her break her rules.

Shaoshi Yan’s attendant: "Princess, please go see our young master. At least coax him into taking his medicine. Just keep him breathing, that's all..."

"No."

The attendant gritted his teeth. "...Three thousand sheep."

"Have the carriage wait in the back courtyard."

"..."

They shared a doomed love that history never recorded, one that even unofficial histories dared not pry into.

On the Night of the Seventh Day of the Seventh Month.

The day Li Yang was married.

They say that night Yan Yuege leapt into the Wu River, ending her short, absurd life, so full of struggle...

Shaoshi Yan once loved someone. She wrote countless poems in her life, yet never gave him a single love letter, not even on her deathbed.

As he walked through the flying snow of the northern deserts in the eighth month...

Yan Yuege was reborn on the third day after Li Yang's wedding.

* One-on-one, happy ending, both leads sexually inexperienced. The heroine and her childhood friend have no romantic relationship. She is reborn in the same body.

* The leads are not related by blood. The heroine is reborn in the same body.

* A low-magic world, not a heroine who can destroy the world.

The blurb has been submitted to my editor and screenshots of the blurb and chat history have been saved (2023-02-06). I'm building a backlog, so please add it to your reading list!

Please add to your reading lists: Paper Doll Master, Return to Life Today. Shock! I only discovered my black-hearted lotus master was a hopeless romantic after winning him over! (See my author page!)

Paper Doll Master, Return to Life Today

I once lived in a remote border county.

It was poor and barren. Three county magistrates came and went within ten years, each serving a short term.

That year, the new magistrate was astonishingly beautiful.

They said he came from the Central Province, a young master who had never known hardship. The locals speculated that he wouldn't last six months here.

But he stayed for five years.

When we first met, he overturned my wrongful conviction. Later, he taught me to speak the Central Province dialect. He told me to call him "Teacher," not "Sir."

He made clothes for me, built a medicine cabinet, set up a clinic, and opened medicinal herb fields.

He gave me all the savings he'd accumulated over half his life.

But he was unlucky.

He had just been promoted when he died in office.

I hadn't cried hard in many years. The only time was the day he died.

For the next three hundred years, I lived in the Central Province, where he was born, devoting myself to cultivation and striving to ascend.

But on the day the tribulation arrived, I saw the person the Boundless Heaven had sent to take my life. He was the only person I'd ever cried for.

But then the world changed, and the Three Realms came into conflict.

Lan Jingzhao, the most beautiful and most deranged person in the Three Realms. Three hundred years ago, he told me to call him Teacher. Three hundred years later, he told me to call him Master.

But he remembered nothing.

Only the paper dolls lining the walls of the Myriad Gu Tower, all bearing his face, bore witness to his former glory.

He remembered nothing, yet still liked lingering by the ruler he'd once used to smack my palm. He still liked beautiful clothes and each year's new tea, and he still couldn't shake his fondness for teaching.

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One day, more than a hundred paper-doll masters fluttering from the prayer flags spoke to me: "Can Guang, I think I've remembered where my corpse might have ended up."

I looked up at him, my tone even. "You wouldn't happen to be thinking of..."

--"I am. I'll return to life, marry Can Guang, and stay with Can Guang for ten thousand years, and ten thousand more."

* The main story is told in third person.

* One-on-one, happy ending, both leads sexually inexperienced. No romantic feelings while the master-disciple relationship continues. The romance begins after it ends.

The blurb has been submitted to my editor and a screenshot saved (2023-09-15).

Theme: People shape their own destiny through their actions