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Synopsis:
Shen Yan was once a bloodthirsty executioner in another world. After an accident during a mission left her at death's door, she awoke in the body of a slave in a fighting arena, at the mercy of others.
The wealthy and powerful loved watching lambs led to slaughter fight ferocious beasts, all for the sake of entertaining a beauty.
But all she wanted was to quietly go through the motions and survive. She might as well treat it like a vacation.
Unfortunately, when a guard raised his whip to strike the female lead, the System took control of Shen Yan's body like she was a chick and made her shield the woman. The female lead was unharmed, but Shen Yan's back was left bloody and torn.
Song Jinhe thought, She's so kind to me.
Shen Yan: Please just assume I was out of my mind!
System: [You successfully took the whip for the female lead. Reward: one bottle of wound medicine.]
Shen Yan: Great, hit me with a slap and give me a date. Now you've got me figured out.
After they entered the arena, the pretty woman beside her suddenly grabbed her arm, her gaze resolute. "I want to survive. Help me."
"Oh, what does that have to do with me?" Shen Yan shrugged and started running for her life.
When your life is on the line, everyone fend for themselves. See you later!
"Dear sister, please help me."
Song Jinhe's eyes brimmed with tears, looking so pitiful and irresistible.
Shen Yan froze. But she called me sister, and even said dear sister. Her voice is so cute, too.
Before she could think it through, a force took control of her and dragged her back to Song Jinhe.
Shen Yan thought, Fine, I'll help a little, just to be nice (the System is forcing me).
System: [You successfully rescued the female lead from a ferocious beast. Reward: one extra life.]
Shen Yan: What the heck?! Is this some kind of match-three game? You can stack up lives?
Later, Song Jinhe successfully reclaimed her identity as the Grand Princess.
So Shen Yan decided to slip away overnight, but she was caught red-handed.
Song Jinhe hooked an arm around her neck and said seductively, "Now that you're aboard my ship, there's no getting off."
"A-Yan, be my consort. If you refuse, a ghost marriage isn't out of the question."
Shen Yan thought, She's terrifying. She wants to kill me to keep me quiet. I absolutely can't give her what she wants. Better to get married.
In the end, Song Jinhe gave her a divorce letter.
"Let us part in peace, each going our own way."
Just eight short words, but they broke Shen Yan's heart.
Shen Yan thought, If this is what you want, how could I refuse to grant your wish?
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Inside the red wedding curtains, a heady, sensual atmosphere filled the room.
Shen Yan gazed, entranced, at the lovely woman beneath her, her body flushed and her breath coming in soft, helpless gasps.
As their sweat mingled, Shen Yan leaned close to the Grand Princess's ear, a woman revered by all: "Hehe, let me hear you, louder. I like it."
Shen Yan's kisses fell like raindrops on Song Jinhe's forehead, eyelashes, nose, and lips...
Song Jinhe's cheeks flushed as she called out A-Yan, again and again.
Shen Yan answered each time, never once slowing her movements. "I'm here, Hehe. I'm here..."
Reader's Guide:
1. Lots of creative liberties. No nitpicking, please.
2. Both leads are sexually inexperienced.
3. A silly, sugary-sweet story.
4. I'm an amateur writer. Please don't tell me if you drop the story.
December 19, 2024 (revised edition, September 27, 2025)
Theme: Love in your heart can overcome every obstacle
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🐶 Laughing to death, it's very good, the protagonist is very strong, women will only affect the speed of my sword, I like it ヾ(*ΦωΦ)ツ.
Why is it not updated? She is a fake queen mother, so she refuses to shed blood to recognize her relatives.
? The princess is not pretending to be a white lotus? Showdown? But after leaving, what would Shen Yan, a person from time travel, want to do? Want to lie down? Want to leave?
Friend, what you wrote is too short... If I come here every day, I will be anxious to death.