Has Senior Brother Xie Turned Dark Today?

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--Novel synopsis--

Yue Man transmigrated into a book.

The bad news: It was a book she had never read.

The good news: She had a pen pal who had read it and could tell her how the plot went.

The even worse news: The author had abandoned the book...

It had just reached the climax. The villain had successfully fallen to darkness and wanted to destroy the world and fight the male lead to the death.

As the villain, Xie Zhiyong was supremely talented and a master swordsman, but he still lost to the male lead without a doubt.

Xie Zhiyong was a peerless prodigy. At fifteen, he shook the world with a single sword strike, a young genius who emerged like a shooting star.

He seemed to have the male lead's script, if not for the elders who sought to ascend and tricked him into killing a respected senior.

If not for the people of the world, whom he had protected for nearly twenty years, showing their ugly faces and clamoring to eradicate his entire family.

In the end, Xie Zhiyong was defeated. Everyone applauded, and he was imprisoned in a frigid pool, his hands and feet shackled with black iron. Every day, his bones were carved out and his sinews torn away.

He never felt sunlight again. His eyes were ruined, and all he could smell was the blood on his body. His wounds rotted in the darkness.

A wretched, miserable end.

As usual, a female lead would appear out of nowhere and save him from the mire.

But unfortunately, Yue Man wasn't given a redemption story.

She couldn't save Xie Zhiyong. Instead, she had to make him fall to darkness so that the story could reach its ending as soon as possible, allowing her to find a way back home.

Looking at Xie Zhiyong, who was still the cold and aloof senior brother of Mingjing Sect, Yue Man sighed deeply. How was she supposed to survive after he fell to darkness?

So she diligently set about pushing the plot forward, examining her conduct three times a day.

Had she successfully slacked off during cultivation today? Had she raised her favorability with the protagonist group?

Most, most, most, most, most, most importantly: Had Senior Brother Xie fallen to darkness today?

No? Fine, she'd wait a little longer.

*

For the first twenty-odd years of his life, Xie Zhiyong had been a young genius, so brilliant it was bound to hurt him. Alone, he was like a small boat with nowhere to dock.

He was a man who loved cleanliness, yet in the end he fell into the mud, covered in blood and unforgivable sins.

But Yue Man came to him with an umbrella.

It was as if his soul suddenly gained weight. In a daze, Xie Zhiyong was pulled back into the world of the living.

From then on, daylight broke, and he had a place to call home.

Optimistic, energetic little sun X gentle, reserved, aloof beauty

[Coming in July] -- Every Day I Act Alongside My Black-Hearted Junior

One day, Xin Wan began to dream frequently about Xu Shizan, the youngest junior disciple in her sect.

They certainly weren't erotic dreams.

But they weren't much better.

In her dreams, her junior brother was still a member of a respectable sect, just like he was in real life, but he was a thoroughly black-hearted man. He seemed like a bright and cheerful soul, but from his bones to his heart, not a single part of him wasn't dark.

He would kill their master and wreak havoc in the sect. And if a disciple accidentally got mud on his robe, he'd snap that person's tendons.

Xin Wan dreamed of him slaughtering people across the world every night. Rivers of blood flowed through her dreams, bones littered the land, and she grew increasingly haggard from fright.

In real life, her junior brother kindly offered her a sachet. "Your eyes are all black underneath, Senior Sister. This contains herbs to calm your nerves and steady your heart. You should take better care of yourself."

Xin Wan was so touched she almost burst into tears. She accepted it, certain that demons must be behind those dreams, trying to drive a wedge between their pure and sincere senior-and-junior disciple relationship.

After that, she thought she'd bring her junior brother some pastries to thank him, so she went to the back mountain to find Xu Shizan.

By chance, she saw Xu Shizan holding a sword to another disciple's throat.

The corners of his mouth curled up in a smile. He seemed to be in a good mood.

But his words were vicious. "Senior Brother Gongsun, since you love gossiping about me behind my back so much, why don't I pull your tongue out?"

Xin Wan trembled. Xu Shizan spotted her, knocked Senior Brother Gongsun unconscious, then walked over with a smile as bright as spring. "What are you doing here, Senior Sister?"

Xin Wan swallowed, her palms sweating with fear. Then she heard him say, "Don't worry, Senior Sister. I won't hurt you."

Xin Wan shuddered, and the sachet slipped from her sleeve.

A tree branch tore it open, spilling out the herbs. A rabbit hopped by, sniffed them, convulsed a few times on the spot, and collapsed.

Xin Wan: ...

Calm the nerves. Steady the heart.

*

To survive at the hands of her black-hearted junior brother, Xin Wan was forced to enter a one-sided life-and-death bond with him. She also pretended she could see the future, telling Xu Shizan cryptic things in hopes of staying alive.

She began acting alongside Xu Shizan every day.

At first, Xu Shizan only wanted to see what Xin Wan would do to grovel at his feet in order to survive.

He had been reincarnated several times. In each life, everyone had betrayed him, and those self-proclaimed righteous sects had reduced him to ashes and tried to wipe him out. He wished that everyone who knew his identity would die without a trace.

Then, one day, Xin Wan fell into a sword formation right before his eyes.

Tens of thousands of blades pierced her body. Blood stained her clothes, and her brow was furrowed. Even as she died, she didn't leave Xu Shizan with a smile.

*

Xin Wan thought she was incredibly clever. She faked her death in front of Xu Shizan, convinced she could finally escape his clutches.

Who knew that when she opened her eyes, Xu Shizan would be carefully fastening an anklet around her? His wrists were covered in scars, his eyes were red, and his expression was hard to read as he struggled to restrain his madness. He said, "Senior Sister, I've found you."

Xin Wan: It's over.

The fake death didn't work.

Sweet-faced but black-hearted, unhinged black lotus X resourceful, flexible, adorable little actress

[Historical romance coming soon] -- Your Majesty Has Been Looking for Me for Years

Jiang Junyu had dutifully played the wicked female supporting character for more than a decade. At last, she completed the final plot point: assassinating Crown Prince Pei Lang on their wedding day.

That day, the hall was full of guests, clamor, and clinking cups. Jiang Junyu and Pei Lang bowed to heaven and earth, then to their elders. As they bowed to each other, she saw the faintest trace of a smile on Pei Lang's usually distant face.

Then she drew a dagger from her sleeve.

Without the slightest hesitation, she plunged it into his chest.

Blood stained that patch of his wedding robes, soaking into the fabric and turning it a different shade of red.

Jiang Junyu thought she would never see that color again.

*

In the thirteenth year of Xuanyong, heavy snow fell for three days without stopping. The people of Daye had waited and hoped, and at last the extraordinarily gifted young crown prince awoke. But Crown Princess Jiang Junyu, his prisoner, had vanished without a trace.

Pei Lang searched every inch of the land, yet still could not find her. No one dared speak the former crown princess's name.

The crown prince, once gentle and refined as jade, became a tyrannical, obsessive emperor.

Not long after, Fifth Miss Zhao, who resembled the former crown princess, was "invited" into the palace. The people all pitied her fate. Such a graceful beauty, lost to the emperor's hands as well.

*

Jiang Junyu thought she would spend eternity as a wandering ghost. Who knew that after dozing off and waking up, she would become Fifth Miss Zhao?

She looked at Pei Lang's darkened expression and shuddered with fear.

Pei Lang tugged the chain in his hand, and only then did Jiang Junyu notice that it was attached to a silver ring around her ankle.

The chain rattled softly. Pei Lang leaned close, a smile on his lips and a deep intensity in his eyes, as black as ink, seeming to draw her in.

He said, "I heard the empress wanted to run away, so I had this chain made for you. Do you like it, Empress? Hmm?"

After speaking, Pei Lang tugged the chain again. Jiang Junyu was pulled against him, and she felt how cold he was, just like the gaze he fixed on her.

Cold and dangerous.

Jiang Junyu: Danger!

Gentle and refined on the outside, ruthless and black-hearted within X fake schemer, genuine airhead

*

There is no substitute romance.

A sweet romance that looks like forced love but is actually mutual pining (?)

The male lead has always been a lunatic. He doesn't go crazy for the heroine.

[Other upcoming novels]

1. Falling in Love Again -- After losing her memory in a car accident, she discovers she's married to her ex. (Rekindled romance / reunion after years apart / mutual pining / unconventional marriage before love)

2. I Ran Away After Mistaking My Target for a Noble -- What do you do when you mistake the person you're supposed to win over?

3. The Love-Struck Imperial Preceptor Is Always Winning Himself Over -- A melodramatic misunderstanding caused by a fanfic romance novel.

4. Gratitude Doesn't Mean You Have to Marry Me! --

I just wanted to get close to someone powerful. I really don't need you to marry me in return.

Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoy the story and have a wonderful day!

Theme: Sincere hearts earn sincere hearts.