[This book has flaws and is only a draft. If I get the chance, I may rewrite it.]
"Fight, seize, do whatever it takes!"
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On the day Empress Li Yunhuan ascended the throne, Huo Zhi stood below the steps, pledging his allegiance to her, while undisguised ambition gleamed in his eyes.
He would rebel.
She appointed Huo Zhi as her imperial tutor and treated him with the utmost respect.
But she knew that ambition never died. Huo Zhi remained a blade hanging over her head.
So she patiently waited for him to rebel, planning to kill him and eliminate the threat once her own power had grown.
Huo Zhi had always known what Li Yunhuan was thinking.
Yet he still taught her to manage the court and understand the people's lives.
When the court discussed how an empress should be chosen, he even hinted that he could help if the emperor found the matter difficult.
His associates proposed eliminating the empress to eradicate future trouble, but Huo Zhi paid them no mind and carried on as usual.
He wanted to see just how big a storm this empress could stir up.
Year after year, one rival after another emerged at court.
Until Huo Zhi watched the person he had personally trained finally bare her fangs at him!
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Li Yunhuan: My Huo Zhi is a bedrock foundation, a ladder to the clouds that helps me rise higher. He is also a blade pointed at me, the most painful stroke among all the accusations hurled against me.
The two of us are destined to fight to the death.
#LoveAndHate
#A scheming, step-by-step Empress x an arrogant yet deferential, viper-like powerful official
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I let you point your blade at me, and I love the way you look down on the world.
If I could stand beside you in the history books, that would be a perfect ending.
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In governing of old, love for one's people came first.
- The Book of Rites, Duke Ai Asked
(2023.8.11)
-Forthcoming: My Husband and I Can't Stand Each Other II-
As a censor, Pei Yun cannot stand Song Shiyu, the infamous commander of the Black Robes Guard, a ruthless official based in Wuyi Alley.
He finds it repugnant to share a roof with her.
But by imperial decree, not only must he share a roof with her, he must also eat and sleep with her.
Song Shiyu can't stand Pei Yun either. For official business, she can only use him as her way in.
So she...
Confesses to him at court, confesses at the office, and grabs every chance to confess when they get back to their room.
She's confessed so many times that even Song Shiyu is starting to believe it.
With important matters at hand, her trusted aide asks to confirm her feelings: "Commander Song, have you truly fallen deeply for Censor Pei?"
Song Shiyu scoffs. Then she catches sight of Pei Yun passing beneath the corridor and immediately changes her tune, drawing out a wistful sigh on purpose. "I hate him. He's such a blockhead."
Pei Yun accidentally overhears Song Shiyu discussing business with her colleagues. He plans to avoid interrupting, but catches them mentioning him.
As if possessed, he edges closer to listen, only to hear a voice inside say through gritted teeth, "I hate him..."
Hate him.
He doesn't need to hear the rest.
Sure enough, his judgment was right.
She was deceiving him,
a great liar who wanted to deceive his body and his heart.
-Forthcoming: The Chile Song-
"History's winner is not him, but she wants him to win."
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When later generations speak of Wei Xuan, they often call him a hero cut down in his prime.
Born in a time of chaos, he aspired to bring order to the realm. He was a brilliant and unpredictable commander who knew how to choose the right people, yet he died on the eve of the decisive battle to unify the land, at just twenty-two.
People often imagine that if he had made it through that crisis, he could have rewritten history, ending the two hundred years of turmoil that plagued the Central Plains.
But history is history. It can be read, but not rewritten.
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Yuan Zhaoning transmigrated.
She thought she would see the prosperous eras of the Han and Tang, the bustling markets of the Song and Ming, and the legends of famous figures...
Instead, she found herself in an era of chaos on the brink of collapse.
And she had become an unlucky replacement bride.
As for the groom, she had heard his surname was Wei, and his name was Wei Xuan.
Yuan Zhaoning: ...
When faced with a problem, don't panic. Play with your phone to calm down first.
...There's no signal!
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I once glimpsed you from afar through a sea of smoke and ancient books.
Later, I crossed through time to meet you.
From then on... the calmer my heart became, the more it surged. The clearer my mind, the more deeply I was moved.
[Bonus Scene]
Wei Xuan: I'm married now, but my wife is a little strange. She's always afraid I'll die.
Oh, and she has a brick she never lets out of her sight. She says it's an heirloom.
She won't even let me use it to prop up a table.
Theme: Stand strong and make your way through adversity, braving the waves to find love
My Husband and I Can't Stand Each Other
Hard to Kill
Forcefully Plucking a Flower from the Mountain Peak
Gathering Hibiscus Across the River
The Spring Breeze Crosses Yumen Pass Again
Beyond the Sky Screen
Afraid of Marriage
The Oriole Imprisoned in the Spring Tent
My Husband and I Can't Stand Each Other
Back to When My Husband Was Down on His Luck
The Regent Is My Lover
After Deceiving the Poor-Born General
Although it's a pity, it can be seen from Dada's words that Dada really wanted to write a good story. It may be due to the outline or the experience that he failed to put the grand story constructed in his heart on paper. I have to say it is a pity, but I have also written novels, and I can fully understand the author's entanglement and weakness in it. The idea is good, but it doesn't seem to be the case when written. In the end, it is easy to fall into a situation where it is tasteless and a pity. I still sincerely wish Da Da Da Da Da Da and believe that Da Da Da Da Da will write better and better in the future. Maybe one day I will regain my confidence and continue to write the story of the male and female protagonists. I believe they are also waiting for the Creator to arrange their own destiny in a different world. Best wishes 💪
Boss, I still feel sorry for you. Don't rest when you are tired. Use eye drops if your eyes hurt. Don't sleep. Also, there are twenty-four hours in a day. You only need to write for 23 hours. They want you to rest because they don't want you to succeed. I am different. I don't think about your life just to eat.