After I Transmigrated, My Whole Family Became Wanted Fugitives

After Wen Yan transmigrated, she had a father who was a top scholar and a mother from a distinguished family of upright officials. She also had two siblings with extraordinary talents, as well as a pair of charming, sweet-talking fraternal twins for younger siblings. She alone was frail, sickly, unremarkable, and strange-tempered, and nobody liked her. Wen Yan thought this was how her life would go, until the tides suddenly turned and her whole family became casualties of a struggle for imperial power. Their home was confiscated, and the entire family was put to death. Dying was out of the question. Whoever killed her, she'd kill them. Wen Yan cut down everything in her path, killing her way from Xijiang City all the way to the capital. At last, late one night, she entered the imperial palace with a blood-dripping blade in her hand. Wen Yan sat on the Dragon Throne, holding her blade in one hand. She nudged the old emperor curled up at her feet, then smiled at her father under the horrified gazes of everyone in the hall. "Father, come on. Tell His Majesty the Emperor about your grievance." Wen Yan's father: ... - Before the Wen family was arrested, men in black broke into their home and tried to wipe out the entire family. Wen Yan happened to get up for a drink of water in the middle of the night and ran into them. Since they had already crossed paths, she might as well deal with them... Wen Yan was drenched in blood, with corpses piled up at her feet. Bathed in blood, she looked like a god of slaughter reborn. Her brutality and bloody ruthlessness were as breathtaking as her beauty. The rest of the Wen family huddled together in a corner, trembling as they stared at her. - Fusheng came down from the mountain at his master's command, intending to save the world and help its people. When he first met Wen Yan, they were both unlucky souls who'd been abducted by bandits. Later, after seeing her wipe out the bandits and learning how bloodthirsty she was, Fusheng tried to guide her onto the right path, but failed. They met again in a small city ravaged by a plague, where they and the city's residents were all sealed inside and left to fend for themselves. On the day the city was set ablaze, Fusheng fought his way out with her and killed the soldiers who had sealed the city. Fusheng let go of the deputy general's corpse and pressed his palms together. His prayer beads still looped around the web between his thumb and forefinger. He lowered his eyes and said, "Amitabha." Firelight fell across his features, leaving him looking utterly compassionate. Wen Yan looked at him. "Fusheng, you killed someone. You've broken your vows." Fusheng replied gently, "This humble monk may not become a Buddha, but I can kill." Growth and comeback contest entry, "Rise Again and Strike Back from the Brink": The female lead is forced to flee after the tides suddenly turn. She finds herself in desperate situations countless times, yet always fights back from the brink. She meets the sea and crosses it, meets a mountain and climbs over it, and eventually reaches the summit once more. Reading guide: 1. The female lead is morally ambiguous and unhinged. 2. The male lead is the young monk Fusheng. 4. This story includes a refugee flight. 3. The characters' values do not necessarily represent the author's values. Pre-release: The Black-Hearted Treacherous Minister Says I Toyed With Him Ji Qing feels guilty, but she has still decided to send Xiao Ci away. She wants him gone because he can't perform. She feels guilty because she just toyed with his body. Even though Xiao Ci was the one who did it himself, Ji Qing was the one who suggested it. Ji Qing dutifully keeps her eyes above his neck, making absolutely sure not to look below. Draped in a light robe, Xiao Ci is rakishly handsome. He lifts the corners of his mouth in a carefree smile and asks her why she took him in back then. Ji Qing glances at him. "I was going to report you to the authorities, but you were so good-looking that I wanted to keep you as a husband." Xiao Ci: "So now you want to kick me out?" Ji Qing glances at him again, fidgets for a long while, then says stiffly, "Y-you can't perform." She means that literally. The smile freezes on Xiao Ci's face. Ji Qing shifts restlessly in her seat. A moment later, Xiao Ci suddenly takes her hand and presses it to his face as he looks at her. "Am I good-looking?" Ji Qing's hand trembles. She feels dizzy, but her palm unconsciously rubs against him. Xiao Ci pauses, then lowers his head and rubs his face against Ji Qing's hand, his voice seductive. "Wouldn't you like to wake up and see me every day?" Ji Qing: ... Xiao Ci's voice is low and hoarse, gently coaxing her: "Keep me, and I'll make you happy." Looking at that beautiful face before her, Ji Qing is still dazed and unable to decide when her head seems to make up its own mind and gives a slight nod. _ After Ji Qing's father died, the uncles she'd never kept in touch with all appeared, trying to force her into marriage and seize the family fortune. Ji Qing was honest and managed to hold out for two years. Just as she was about to give in, she came home one day to find a man in her room. He was exceptionally handsome but deathly pale, hiding in her wardrobe with barely a breath in him. Ji Qing wanted to report him to the authorities. But the man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her. Ji Qing hesitated. The heir of the Beizhen Marquis's residence, Xiao Ci, was exceptionally handsome. Unfortunately, he was weak and sickly, and unfit for anything useful. Whenever people in the capital mentioned him, they could only sigh. In truth, however, Xiao Ci was the emperor's finest weapon. He was gloomy, volatile, bloodthirsty, and cared nothing for his own family. But he never imagined that one day he would have to beg a woman to let him live, even going so far as to sell his looks. An honest, easily tempted female lead with wavering resolve * a scheming, unhinged, yet capable male lead. Theme: Strive ceaselessly and carry virtue in abundance