[Secret Identity Romance] [Chasing His Wife to the Crematorium]
The aloof, cold-faced Lord of the Gods, a man of noble bearing (secret identity version) x an innocent mortal girl learning about love
Yan Niang is an orphan left behind by the Ancient God, living in the Divine Realm as a mortal.
Her husband ascended to godhood as a mortal, a young Lord of the Gods who had made defending the righteous his calling.
But the Lord of the Gods was as cold as a snowy wasteland, and he treated Yan Niang no differently.
Just when Yan Niang thought she was destined to spend her whole life in the Divine Realm as a neglected wife, her husband descended to the mortal world to prove his Dao.
If she didn't run now, when would she? She secretly followed him down and unexpectedly transmigrated into the body of the heir's wife, married to the eldest son of the He family.
She planned to explore the mortal world while searching for the Lord of the Gods, but the heir kept her trapped.
The notorious heir, once a rake who loved teasing cats and dogs, suddenly changed his ways. Now he was an aloof, otherworldly figure, saving the world and its people.
Just as she lamented that she was fated to live like a neglected wife, she realized the heir treated her tenderly, and was even gradually becoming obsessed with her.
She kept a fox spirit as a pet. It transformed into a pretty young man, only for a large hand to grab it by the tail and toss it out.
The heir pulled off his white jade crown, his hair falling loose as he slowly cornered Yan Niang by the bed. "Is he more fun than me?"
"Or do you want to serve two husbands?"
After encountering more and more demons, Yan Niang heard rumors that the Lord of the Gods was closely tied to the Ancient God's death.
She didn't believe them, until she ventured into the Great Wilderness and saw a white-clad figure standing amid a field of bones. He had the exact same face as the Lord of the Gods.
Yet when he spoke, he said, "Are you the little wife he married for me?"
He smeared the still-wet blood on his hand across her face, gentle and bewitching. "I'm a Lord of the Gods, too. Call me husband."
He was the Lord of the Gods' wicked thoughts, born before his ascension: capricious and quick to anger. He bound her ankle with a thin chain and locked her in a bloodstained palace, recounting the Ancient God's death over and over.
Before the God-Slaying Formation, the heir's secret identity was exposed. All his love had begun with a lie, becoming the last straw that broke Yan Niang.
She became the only mortal to die in that world-shattering catastrophe.
And her husband succeeded in defending the righteous, earning a thousand temples where countless people worshipped him.
Winter frost and snow came again to the mortal world, and that strange man returned to the flower seller's door.
Whenever anyone asked, the graceful young man would say,
"My wife is here. I await her return home."
A preview of my upcoming novel, The Vicious Demon Guest
A sincere, kindly heroine vs. a cunning, sly old demon
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Qin Hexiu married a vicious demon.
The demon had slept for a thousand years. Legend said he was a vicious fiend with a blue-green face and fangs, who stirred up storms and chaos.
Hexiu was an honest woman. On the first night of her marriage, she diligently soaked a rag and carefully wiped clean a dilapidated clay statue.
Plop. The century-old clay softened as it soaked, and most of it collapsed.
That night, Qin Hexiu saw two glowing green points in the darkness.
Oh no, the vicious demon from the legends had awakened.
The demon wore a loose robe of jade green. In his hand was a withered willow branch from a pure-water vase, its age unknown. With a sudden flick, the dead wood burst into bloom.
Qin Hexiu was startled, then utterly captivated by his face.
She decided she could make a good life with the vicious demon.
The demon was formidable. As soon as he entered the mortal world, he amassed many followers and became famous, leaving him little time at home.
Qin Hexiu didn't mind. Weren't mortal men like that too? At least the demon didn't kill people or set fires. That was already good enough.
Until one night, moonlight slipped through a crack in the window, and Qin Hexiu saw the demon in the courtyard.
His enormous blue-green tail coiled around the willow tree, its shape hazy in the shadows. Her jade-faced husband drained a bowl, and the blood he hadn't swallowed yet slid between his lips and tongue. Pale and uncanny, he looked just like a demon from hell.
Qin Hexiu wanted to run, but had no reason to.
She racked her brains and couldn't sleep, until her husband finally remembered to visit her.
He lifted his eyes, cool and transcendent as an immortal. There was no trace of the blood-drinking demon about him.
"Would you like to find another man?"
Qin Hexiu was overjoyed!
The vicious demon had many enemies, and plenty of demon spirits were waiting for a chance to take revenge. Qin Hexiu had nightmares every night.
In her dreams, red wedding silk hung everywhere, as if someone were getting married.
She couldn't see the groom. In a daze, she was being led to kiss him.
Fresh green sap, carrying a breath of fresh air, poured in. A willow branch turned into a sword and slashed through the illusion.
The vicious demon stood in the moonlight.
"Don't kiss him. That's a demon."
Qin Hexiu's heart pounded.
"So are you."
Only then did Qin Hexiu realize that the demon was actually quite fussy. His meals had to be prepared and brought to him; his clothes had to be laid out a day in advance. Even when he bathed... luckily, she refused.
Exhausted, Qin Hexiu decided she would at least find a new man to help her raise the demon.
After more than ten blind dates had been frightened off, Qin Hexiu hardened her resolve. She sent the demon away and arranged a marriage that very day.
That night, thunder and lightning drenched all the simple red wedding silk she had prepared, and the bed was cold and empty.
A huge blue-green tail curled around her waist.
"Take it away. I'm getting married."
Her voice trembled.
"Wife, please be gentle with me..."
A demon lay on the bed.
Theme: Love can cross mountains and seas.
The God of Wealth has come to my door. Look at the God of Wealth to get rich in the New Year! Pre-collection: "The God of Wealth Said She Loves Me Very Much" I want to upgrade but I'm a weak little God of Wealth x a handsome little wild dog Qiao Ruyi is the lowest little God of Wealth in the God of Wealth system. In order to be promoted to the Chief God of Wealth, she has to come to the unlucky person she is responsible for to help him. She had thought about meeting him countless times, but it was definitely not like this. There is a hint of carelessness on his handsome face, his black shirt is slightly open, his cuffs are rolled up just right, and he has a pair of plush wolf ears on his head. Li Yuan: "Sister, would you like to buy a glass of wine?" Qiao Ruyi was shocked. Is he so poor that he sells alcohol in a nightclub? She felt guilty. Two hours later, Li Yuan returned home empty-handed, followed not far behind by a girl in a white dress. He turned around with a scary look on his face and a wicked smile on his lips, "Sister, there has to be a limit to how you act. You don't even want to buy a glass of wine and you want to go home with me?" Li Yuan complained quite a bit about being followed behind him. He didn't make any money, so he first became a personal nanny. But later... "Boss, exchange the beer for juice." Li Yuan Shumin picked up the unspiced skewers and handed them to Qiao Ruyi, keeping a tissue in his pocket. "Let me introduce you, this is my little ancestor." Wherever his eyes went, there was gentleness. My own God of Wealth, how can I not be gentle? Good brothers had a dinner together and their jaws dropped. Is this still the arrogant Li Yuan? Li Yuan asked why Qiao Ruyi appeared, and the answer was that he was too poor and it affected his promotion. "Can you still be by my side after getting promoted?" Qiao Ruyi shook his head and pushed the person in front of him away. "The God of Wealth cannot be partial." He hesitated, then moved closer, his brows were lazy, but his eyes were frighteningly bright. "So, you are very partial to me now." He suddenly no longer wanted to be rich, and it would be nice to have a little God of Wealth who favored him.
Families! Don't miss it if you pass by! The author is here with a new article! With just one collection, the author is furious with a hundred thousand words! (Dark Creeping) Please, please, go take a look at the column~ "Whose village beauty is a widow [Sixty]": Diligent and conscientious, a doormat of a small village in the 1960s "The whole class time travels, I will be the chief": After time travel, he quickly adapts to the new environment. The new savage heroine "The boss's other books appear": The domineering boss in the book is transformed into a good family man and becomes an intern and an amateur writer
The author is here to pre-accept again~ A book of ancient clothing, you can wear it to a very old age, it is easy to send cookies to the little ones, please click on the pre-acceptance column for your favorite babies~ Adapt to the environment very quickly after time travel. The new savage heroine x travels together. Pragmatist. Perfect bodyguard. Cold brother Song Mingbao, a left-behind girl who grew up in the village, acted bravely when she first entered the city. She unexpectedly met the principal of Haicheng's top private high school and was admitted as an exception. Among her classmates are the sons of financial tycoons and the daughters of national treasure-level artists. The heroine looked at others and then at herself, and it was clear that she was a dragon and a poor person. But she believes that whatever you are born with will be useful! For example, now, when teaching life drawing in small classes, an entire class accidentally traveled through time. Wearing it so ancient? Learning to be a savage? As a native of rural areas, the heroine secretly exclaimed, the advantage is mine! The wild fruits on the mountain, which I have seen in the past and back mountains, are like kukuxuan. Fortunately, the wild vegetables in the wasteland have not evolved too much, and they are still recognizable and can be eaten by themselves. Weave bamboo cages, catch small fish, set traps, and catch wild animals. Now that she's here, she'll be in peace, she wants to live a good life here! "What are you doing?" The taciturn boy in the class stood under the tree with cold eyes, "Come down!" It is said that he had a strict upbringing. His grandfather was in the army and he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He was cold and indifferent, so cold that people did not dare to approach him. Kicking the tree, she fell into Brother Leng's arms. In the scene in front of flowers and under the moon, Brother Leng lowered his head and got very close to the person in his arms, breathing intertwined. "Give me half of the meat you hid." The princes and princesses were so hungry that their faces were sallow and their muscles were thin. Only Brother Leng remained muscular and even practiced morning exercises in the morning. Everyone asked about the secret, and Brother Leng said: "I have recognized a new chief." The heroine receives a dozen pairs of adoring eyes, what? Become a leader? Small theater: The savage boy from the tribe next door: Chief, I love you! In order for the two races to share their needs, are you willing to have me? (As a son-in-law) My dowry is: ten wild boars, three pairs of pheasants, a bamboo house, three boxes of stone sickles... Brother Cold: (with a stab in the eyes) You are thinking shit. (He diligently offers the picked wild fruits to the heroine) Heroine: Looking at the Savage Brother with great interest (naked) Brother Leng (anxious): You have thought it through! If you stay with him, you will really give birth to monkeys, which will return to your ancestors. The savage boy from the tribe next door: (Crazy jealous) Just because you are handsome, you can steal my heroine! I want to be her man too! Reading guide: 1. Very arrogant, very arrogant! Don't worry about whether there were those animals and plants at that time, I didn't travel from there. 2. The heroine and the cold brother 1V1, sc
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