It’s Me, Me, and Me Again

Wei Tingchun was a bit-part actor in a fictional world. While transmigrating into a novel, she softened at the sight of a child who had been kneeling in the snow for days and fed him a cup of hot tea. Her character was written out. Ten years later, she transmigrated into the same novel again. The child had grown into a gloomy, pallid prince. Just then, he was kidnapped and deliberately locked away in a deserted palace, freezing and starving. Wei Tingchun couldn’t help herself and gave him another cup of hot tea. Her character was written out once more. A few years later, another character from that world landed on Wei Tingchun. This time, the prince had become the feared and loathed Crown Prince. Wei Tingchun was now a lowly maid plotting to poison the Crown Prince. She brought the poisoned tea to him and held it to his lips. According to the plot, though drunk, the Crown Prince would remain sharp enough to notice something wrong with the tea by its smell. He would smash the cup and strangle the maid himself, letting Wei Tingchun’s character exit the story. But the Crown Prince glanced down blearily, paused for a moment, and obediently opened his mouth to drink the poison. Wei Tingchun: “...Hey!” Prince Xue Ying was rejected by his birth mother as a child, then persecuted by his brothers and even his own father as an adult. He had no family, no friends, no confidante or lover. He had suffered countless betrayals and humiliations, and everyone hated, guarded against, or feared him. The first warmth he ever felt was a cup of hot tea in the snow when he was a child. But the little eunuch who gave it to him died soon after. The second time he felt warmth was when an old palace matron guarding the hall gave him a cup of hot tea as he teetered between life and death. But she, too, died soon afterward. The third time he felt that unforgettable warmth again, a pair of hands bearing scars he would never forget, even in death, held a steaming bowl of poisoned tea to his lips. Blurb written January 2, 2023, screenshot saved. Reader notes: Mutual healing Yandere × yandere, self-indulgent guilty pleasure Coming soon I’ve Never Heard a Request Like That in My Life by San Ri Cheng Jing After transmigrating, Yun Yingshi hadn’t even figured out what was going on before she was told she’d be someone’s stepmother. Her prospective Daoist partner, over a thousand years old but looking like a fresh-faced eighteen-year-old, came to tell her before the wedding that his former Daoist partner had left him a son. His cultivation path had nothing to do with love, so he wanted a marriage in name only. His only request was that she stay obediently on the mountain. She could use and enjoy everything in Yunqi Palace as she pleased. Yun Yingshi looked at Yunqi Palace, luxurious as an immortal’s paradise: a mansion. She looked at the thousands of spirit beasts in the back courtyard: luxury cars. She looked at her stepson, who was already over a hundred years old: no pregnancy, no child-rearing! A car, a house, high status, a ready-made child, and no in-laws to serve. She wept with joy and agreed to every condition on the spot. Goodness, she’d never heard a request like that in her life. So what if he was over a thousand years old? He was her dear old baby. Just after she accepted the proposal, the young man she’d arranged to elope with came looking for her. Yun Yingshi refused him righteously. Running away from a wedding was immoral! Yun Yingshi said, “Listen, buddy, I’m sorry. It’s not that I’m after wealth and an easy life. I mainly like older men.” Old men are great. Old men get pensions. But on her wedding day, she discovered that her young lover was at the ceremony too. Only then did she realize he was her stepson. Now that’s exciting. Blurb written September 1, 2022, screenshot saved. Theme: Love is an endless reunion of souls