Husband, I Came Back With a Bun

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[Wild ideas, a clueless little darling, and a baby on the way]

[Give me a sweet darling, and only a sweet darling]

Zhuang Dongqing transmigrates into a book. The good news: it's a power fantasy.

The bad news: the male lead gets all the power, and Zhuang Dongqing has nothing to do with it.

His original character was born into a lowly family, but was exceptionally talented and had a mind full of schemes. He was the male lead's top strategist.

At first, he comes up with plans for the male lead, taking blows, swords, and aphrodisiacs in his place. Later, while stabbing each other in the back with the only prince of a different surname in the dynasty, they develop a strange kind of love. In the end, after giving birth to a child conceived when he took an aphrodisiac for the prince, he reunites with the prince, and helps the male lead win over the last powerful ally.

Zhuang Dongqing: ?

What kind of ridiculous plot is this, burning me to keep you warm?

No, wait. Hasn't the aphrodisiac plot already...

Remembering the scene from a few days ago, when he'd woken up, Zhuang Dongqing slowly closed his eyes.

Question: Can I kill myself here and go back to the modern world? Urgent!

*

After spending over a month in ancient times, he was living without a tablet or phone.

After yet another mistake writing traditional characters, Zhuang Dongqing kicked aside the original character's brilliant-scholar persona. With the one bit of common sense he had left, he resolutely went to the powerful lord's residence.

When he saw the man, he got straight to the point. "I'm pregnant. It's yours."

The lord still remembered him. With an unfriendly expression, he said two words: "And then?"

Zhuang Dongqing immediately made a wildly extravagant list of demands. He rattled off a whole string of famous dishes from the capital, then specified that his maternity courtyard must face south, stay warm in winter and cool in summer, and have a whole crowd of servants, among other things...

Before coming, Zhuang Dongqing had already made up his mind. It would be best if the other man agreed. If not, he'd heard the lord had a bad temper. Killing himself would hurt too much, and he couldn't bring himself to do it, so it would be nice if the lord could help him along.

Having to go hungry and cold while giving birth to a child? Zhuang Dongqing had never suffered such an indignity.

The lord had seen plenty in his life. "Is that all?"

Rubbing his palm, Zhuang Dongqing said softly, "It'd be even better if I got some pocket money every month."

*

Once in the prince's residence, Zhuang Dongqing had everything he could want: good food, good drink, and plenty of fun. There was just one thing he hadn't expected.

One day, just as dawn was breaking, he shakily felt his way out from under the bed curtains. With dark circles under his eyes, Zhuang Dongqing poured himself a cup of tea to soothe his throat. The water had barely reached his lips when a jade-like hand drew back the curtains behind him.

"Qingqing, you tried to sneak out again."

At that unhurried voice, Zhuang Dongqing's back shivered.

Rubbing his aching lower back, Zhuang Dongqing never imagined that for him, too, this would be a power fantasy. Sob!

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My Outside Wife Is a Bug

Jiang Mian, an employee at the transmigration bureau who's about to retire, lands in a book six months too early. So... naturally, he uses public funds to enjoy his retirement in advance. Hahaha!

Over the past six months, Jiang Mian has not only made himself sleek and well-fed, but also met the person who has captured his heart.

The beauty is good-tempered and gorgeous, perfect in every way, but terribly frail. They're confined to bed by illness every few days and call themself ill-fated, with a short life ordained by Heaven. They will only agree to be Jiang Mian's outside wife, and refuse to discuss marriage.

Whether they're ill-fated is another matter, but short-lived... When Jiang Mian looks at the nearly empty health bar above the beauty's head, his heart sinks halfway.

Fortunately, he has a cheat. The catch is that using it on a partner requires enough intimacy.

Well, being an outside wife isn't necessarily a problem. The key is to hold hands first, then kiss... Ahem. Build up enough intimacy to cure the illness! Yes, the priority is curing the illness!

*

The plot begins. It's the usual chaotic struggle for the throne among illegitimate princes, but even though the plot is straightforward, the mission difficulty isn't. Jiang Mian gets a legendary mission: a worldline with a bug.

He has no idea what the bug is, the backend works only intermittently, and resigning to take the blame is commonplace.

Jiang Mian: ...

Jiang Mian: Fine.

The mission is nerve-racking and full of setbacks, constantly on the verge of falling apart. After a while, Jiang Mian unexpectedly discovers that whenever he brings the beauty along, the plot unfolds remarkably smoothly... He knew he was a lucky star!

After finally making it to the emperor's death, at the moment when all the princes are about to take one another down, Jiang Mian prepares to ensure the male lead's succession.

He marches into the palace with a grand show of force, only to find, amid the blazing flames, that the crown prince, who should have died long ago, is firmly holding the palace with a great army. And he looks remarkably familiar, almost like... his beloved outside wife?

Jiang Mian: ?

The crown prince's face is livid as he reaches out to Jiang Mian from afar. "Come here."

Jiang Mian: ?? How strange. His voice sounds familiar, too.

*

Yan Zhixing was born crown prince of the Great Xing dynasty, with a status beyond compare. Unfortunately, he was born frail, and every imperial physician said he would not live past twenty. His father and maternal family searched far and wide for famous doctors, but Yan Zhixing knew it was pointless.

Since childhood, he had been able to see things other people could not. Everyone had a red line and strange characters above their head. Only when he grew older did he learn that the red line was a lifeline, and that it could change.

His own lifeline had always been just a short segment, and nothing in the outside world had ever changed it.

When his lifeline was nearly spent, he met someone whose head was completely clear, with nothing above it.

After living together for a while, Yan Zhixing saw his own lifeline for the first time. Slowly, but unmistakably, it had grown a little longer.

Theme: Independence gives you room to thrive.