★ Reserved young scholar X spoiled princess (First work, contains plot holes. Read at your own risk. Please don't buy it!)
Wei Mingyue was the most favored princess of the Great Yan dynasty. Emperor Jing had doted on her alone since childhood, indulging her so thoroughly that no one dared to discipline or teach her. She grew up with a rebellious nature.
Then one day, Emperor Jing chose a companion to study with her, and Wei Mingyue immediately took a liking to the handsome young master sitting in a corner, his face as lovely as the autumn moon...
Who could have guessed that, despite his good looks, this young master would constantly lecture her about rules and etiquette, giving her no end of headaches?
"Your Highness, you can't do that."
"Your Highness, that's against the rules."
Wei Mingyue covered her head and stared at him, finding him so stiff and dull that she frowned and pointed at him. "Get out."
Later, this young master, usually so proper and bound by the rules, would redden his eyes and nearly burst into tears because of her. With a choked voice, he'd ask, "Your Highness, you've already been intimate with me, so why do you keep getting involved with Ling Yan?" Then he'd hold her close beneath the peach tree and kiss her again and again.
Chu Yao was the Grand Tutor's only son. He had been well versed in the classics since childhood and had always been courteous and proper. Who could have known that when he entered the palace with his father to pay his respects, he'd suddenly be chosen as the princess's companion?
The princess was beautiful, but utterly ill-mannered.
"His face is like the moon at Mid-Autumn, his complexion like a frost-kissed flower. I like him."
How could she tease him like that in front of everyone the first time they met, leaving him mortified...
He simply didn't know that one day this person would occupy his thoughts day and night, unsettle his heart, and make him lose all self-control.
Reading guide:
1. This story is entirely fictional. Please don't expect historical accuracy.
2. The characters' values don't necessarily reflect the author's.
3. Both leads have their own flaws and are not perfect characters.
4. Extremely melodramatic. Almost every man falls for the heroine. Read at your own risk T^T
Coming soon: "The Immortal Lord and the Fox's Bait." Add it to your collection if you're interested!
Aloof immortal lord X unlucky little fox
[Li Mo's blurb]
His frost-cold sword splits the nine provinces; wind and thunder rend the heavenly river. Li Mo, the cold-faced immortal lord famed throughout the immortal realm, once held back a million demon troops with a single Frostlight Sword strike. His elegant, carefree bearing won the secret admiration of countless female immortals.
But the cold-faced immortal lord had one peculiar quirk.
He had no interest in women. He only loved fluffy things.
During the war between immortals and demons, he spotted a wild fox among the corpses. Its fur was pure white, save for a small red tip on its tail, and its coat was sleek and glossy. Li Mo's heart stirred, and he took it back to Yuhua Palace, naming it Little Fox.
Li Mo fed it raw meat, but Little Fox shook its head and refused. When he offered it grapes, Little Fox wagged its tail ingratiatingly.
"You're so good, Little Fox."
Li Mo stroked its tail. Little Fox panicked, ran as fast as it could, and sat blushing outside the gates of Yuhua Palace, refusing to come in.
Li Mo's gaze turned cold. "Little Fox, come here. Don't make me catch you myself."
Under his threat, Little Fox had no choice but to obey. Every day, Li Mo brushed its fur, bathed it, and ate and slept with it.
Then one day, Li Mo held Little Fox in his arms, stroking its fluffy tail. As he stroked it, the fox in his arms transformed into a long-limbed woman with smooth, delicate skin.
"?!"
Li Mo's murderous intent surged, and Frostlight sprang into action.
Terrified, Little Fox quickly changed back into a fox and fled down from the ninth heaven.
Even after fleeing the celestial court, Little Fox was still shaken. It hid in its den on Mount Wuhuang day after day, afraid to come out. When it was nearly starving to death, it cautiously poked half its head out, only to see a glint of swordlight.
"Little Fox, I told you not to make me catch you myself."
[Little Fox's blurb]
Little Fox was a wild fox on Mount Wuhuang. One day, it happened to climb up an immortal mountain and drink from a spirit spring, gaining an immortal root. It practiced in its cave every day until at last it could take human form.
The moment it happily climbed out of its cave, it ran into the war between immortals and demons. A flash of cold light appeared, and a strand of sword energy struck it so hard it vomited blood and reverted to its original form.
Fortunately, Li Mo took it home, fed it spirit medicine, treated its injuries, and gave it all the grapes it could eat.
Yuhua Palace was rich in spiritual energy. After a few months, Little Fox regained its human form, but Li Mo's expression grew colder and colder. In an instant, Frostlight was unsheathed, its sword energy pressing down on her.
"!!!"
Little Fox's mind flashed back to the cold light that had made it vomit blood.
If not now, when?!
Theme: Those who love each other become each other's wings.
Both male leads are good. It would be great if I could take them both.
Pre-receipt: "Bai Yueguang of the Scumbag Seeking Death" leaves a lot of suspense. Why does the scumbag Ling Ruochu want to die? What does his white moonlight look like? What choice will the good wife Mo Qiuye make after facing all the previous situations?
There are so many people who like the heroine, and every one of them has intimate behaviors. I really can't stand it anymore.
Great thoughts, no preaching, just a light narrative
In fact, the writing is pretty good, but the plot is a bit unacceptable. And there are too few scenes for the male protagonist before and after this 😂
I was a little speechless after reading these two chapters =_=
I thought Xiao Yao was doing big things in his dream, but he didn't expect that he was so innocent in his dream.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sweetness
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sweetness
I really like this process of secretly poking at each other's hearts. The pure love warrior fell to the ground and howled.