Coming soon: The Emperor's Palace Hides a Beauty: Harem rivalry, an emperor who appears out of nowhere versus a general who's been her childhood friend, and everyone pursues their love only to be rejected.
Current modern romance: Butterfly Lost in the Harbor Night: A powerful Hong Kong tycoon turns himself into a lovesick green tea for love.
Important: The author wants to apply for a writing promotion, so I'm keeping the word count down. For now, I'll update every other day, but I absolutely won't abandon the story. (This rookie author is begging for support, online and ready to receive it =w=)
Blurb:
At first: A fake white-lotus beauty and green tea schemer x an eccentric knife-for-hire from the martial world
Later: A crazy, devoted husband x a clearheaded career woman
After transmigrating into a male-oriented novel as an early-death cannon fodder, Shen Wantang trembled with fear.
The sickly beautiful male lead in the book was bound to a wish-list app System. He was also the sixth prince of the Great Liang dynasty, a beauty whose face could bewitch the soul, and a master of green tea who had perfected his craft.
Shen Wantang, who had nearly been cleaved in two by the male lead on the very first day after transmigrating, was stunned.
This was clearly a twisted, ruthless man!
And she was a knife-for-hire from the martial world, hunted like a slave by the male lead and armies from every direction.
Her life was worth less than a dog's.
Shen Wantang: "I can't beat you. I'm out."
But then...
"From now on, Master is this wish-list app System. If the male lead dies, Master dies too!"
So she'd become the male lead's System?!
*
To stay alive, Shen Wantang took a dangerous gamble. So...
She carried the mad, sickly beauty on her shoulders and in her arms, helping him rack up points and stay alive.
A young woman traveled the martial world with an old knife. Her power of prophecy was unmatched, and fortune-tellers everywhere wailed that their livelihoods were in danger.
When she ran into an old fortune-teller, Shen Wantang declared with conviction:
"Sir, your brow is dark. I'm afraid something strange is about to happen."
The old fortune-teller, who made his living telling fortunes: "!!!"
When surrounded by powerful men, Shen Wantang drew her knife and shook her head helplessly.
"My lord, you've been working too hard. You mustn't linger in the inner courtyard. Otherwise, even a dragon from the deepest sea couldn't withstand a single embroidery needle."
The powerful man whose life in the inner courtyard wasn't going well: "!!!"
When the crown prince made his move, Shen Wantang looked at the heir's luxurious robe, stroked her knife, and pondered.
"Your Highness, don't fret too much. If you can't perform in bed... there's still a cure."
The crown prince, who was merely a little kidney-deficient: "???"
Everyone hated Shen Wantang for her outrageous words. Little did they know that months later, every one of her so-called wild claims came true.
The whole world was astonished. The knife-for-hire faction was not to be underestimated!
*
Shen Wantang carefully tried to stop the sickly beauty from turning evil.
She never expected that the Wish-Inn in her hands would become a place so important to Great Liang that it would receive offerings in the imperial ancestral temple. Along the way, she also helped the court avoid an omen and build a canal.
She was a living bodhisattva to the people, a favorite of the court, and a female knife-for-hire at the Imperial Astronomical Bureau.
Fate may be ordained, but she could change it and triumph over heaven!
The sickly beauty looked at her with increasing warmth and depth. Shen Wantang was very pleased, until...
A vassal prince came to ask for her hand, and the sickly beauty smiled as he threw him out of the inn.
"A-Wan, I envy him for being able to make you smile." The man was crazed, yet utterly humble.
Shen Wantang, whose tea-identifying skills were at the highest level, sighed to herself. The little white lotus's corruption meter was in the negatives. How could he have bad intentions?
She didn't know that on countless quiet nights, the sickly young man stood beside her bed, watching her all night, longing to carve his mark into every inch of her.
After being fooled for so long by the sickly beauty's green tea act, Shen Wantang thought they were just a pure, platonic team trying to survive. But then...
"Wildflowers can't compare to the flowers at home. A-Wan, you'll be mine in every life." Yan Qing, the little white lotus and top-tier green tea, made a secret wish to the System, the madness and devotion in his eyes spilling over.
System Shen Wantang: "..."
The premise was recorded on May 23.
Theme: Who says women are inferior to men?
Black and White Samantha [Fake Uncle-Niece Taboo]
Taking or Leaving [Best Friend Taboo]
Forbidden Play [Brothers Turned Enemies]
Intimate Traits [Fake Uncle and Nephew Competing for Each Other]
The Moment You Called Me Back [Rekindled Romance]
Speak Up [Scumbag Dom / Contract Romance]
Love Addiction [From Rivals to Lovers]
The Game of Taking [Marriage First, Love Later / Older Dom]
Crossing the Line: Control [Secret Crush from Him, Long-Planned]
The Laid-Back Female Lead Becomes a God Through Strategy
A Romantic Night of Sleep in the Harbor
Butterflies in the Harbor Night
Have fun buddy! After playing, come back quickly, more urgent, urgent, urgent
The male protagonist spends two lifetimes seizing the wife of his minister/He has to go to the crematorium even if he doesn't get the female goose/The second male protagonist is reborn in vain and his ashes are scattered. The emperor descended from heaven PK the bamboo horse general/the male competitiveness is full Real black cut black six unclean emperor x stubborn and forbearing female eunuch disguised as a man Shen Qinghe was too aggrieved in her previous life, her family was wronged, and her parents took the risk of sending her to the palace. From then on, there was no more noble lady Shen Qinghe in the world. There is only the eunuch in the palace - Ah Jiu. In the deep palace, Shen Qinghe was at a loss and sent a message to her brother Lu, hoping that the Lu family would rescue her from the palace. Unexpectedly, the letter became the sharp knife that cut her throat. It turned out that the Lu family regarded her as an abandoned child. Lu Sanlang, who went to Beijing, was a man of profound knowledge and noble rank. He was full of talent and learning, but he abandoned literature and devoted himself to martial arts. At that time, the daughter of the Shen family was betrothed to the third son of the Lu family, Lu Huaifeng, who envied the children in the capital. The world says - Lu Huaifeng has a kind face and a cruel heart, but Shen Wantang does not believe in evil. What Qingying Zhuma is, is nothing more than anger, ignorance and delusion. Shen Qinghe wants to die. Unexpectedly-- "Ajiu, if I don't speak, you can only live." The man hid his hatred in his voice, locking her throat but not daring to use force. Lu Huaifeng is a minister, and his Ajiu is just one step away from being his wife. But so what? "That year, it was you who planned to bring me into the palace." Shen Qinghe finally understood. "No one is worthy of touching you except me." The man spoke bloodthirsty words. After drinking the poisonous wine, Shen Qinghe fell into a trance. When she was six years old, she saw a beggar in ragged clothes on the street. She felt pity for him and gave him a few coins. Years later, the beggar returned to the palace and proclaimed himself emperor, but what she received in return... Was layers of imprisonment. Everyone in the palace knew that Jiao Jiao was hidden in the imperial palace, but unexpectedly it was rumored that the charming Jiao Jiao was a fake eunuch. She didn't know that after her death, the man bloodbathed the Lu family for her. Little did he know that the man drank poisonous wine in a peaceful and prosperous age just to taste the pain she suffered before she died. Drink a glass of poisonous wine and become a madman for two lifetimes. Once reborn, Shen Qinghe was still the ninth prince in front of the imperial family. In this life, she has nothing to do with Lu Huaifeng. As for the man above the throne, she is determined to stay away. On the eve of leaving the palace, the former sweetheart was chasing after him, with emotions in his eyes that Shen Qinghe couldn't understand. "Qinghe, I'll take you away." Lu Huaifeng was forbearing. In the darkness, a man sauntered forward, like a dormant poisonous snake, attacking from both sides. Shen Qinghe stepped back step by step. "Lu Huaifeng, I can bloodbath the Lu family once, but there will be a second time." Xuan Yi spoke coldly, and Shen Qinghe's heart beat fast. She was shocked to realize that the man's eyes were exactly the same as Lu Huaifeng's, hiding regret and violence. "Ajiu, you... Ran so fast back then." Xuan Yi whispered, meaningfully. The man's eyes locked on her waist, and Shen Qinghe seemed to be waking up from a dream. She can never forget it. In the past life, how was she pinched by this man and held in the Dragon Case for endless demands?
Baby, when will you come back and update?