[Warning: Read Before Starting!
The author's mental health issues are rather serious, so updates are unpredictable (my mind goes blank + real life is hard to keep up with, and I'm a perfectionist). I can only promise that as long as I'm still alive, I won't abandon this story. If I can write, I'll post as soon as I can. New readers, please keep this in mind. To those already reading, I bow deeply. orz]
*The balance of power between master and disciple has reversed.
[Sunny boy turned dark fox prince x immortal-looking, beautiful, thoroughly inhuman prince]
Lin Qingyang, heir to the Prince of Nanxiang, is hiding a secret. He doesn't dare tell anyone, and carefully keeps it close, treasuring it like a precious jewel.
He waits and waits. By the time everyone around him has figured out his little secret, he has become the Prince of Nanxiang himself, and still he hasn't said a word.
At first, he was too embarrassed. Later, he couldn't say it. And then... dazed, he touches the tears covering his face and realizes that the person he wanted to tell is gone.
He loves his master.
The Prince of Nanxiang, who plans every move and sits high upon his throne. The elder who has always indulged him, doted on him, and taught him everything he knows. The immortal-looking man who came through wind and snow, still radiant with grace.
Lin Qingyang suffers. Lin Qingyang is in pain. He shuts himself off from love, even rejecting the handsome qin player who confesses to him three times. The musician is breathtakingly beautiful, but in his heart, no one can compare to his master.
The newly enthroned Prince of Nanxiang stumbles along on his journey. To avenge his family, he willingly shatters his youthful innocence and rolls through a sea of hatred. Then, after rolling around in it, he crashes into someone. He looks up, and his glass heart shatters into pieces.
"Lin Hengzhi, you're not dead?!" Lin Qingyang grits out.
"First, my surname isn't Lin." Hengzhi bends down. His snow-white hair brushes Lin Qingyang's wound, both painful and ticklish, weaving a net for a possessive predator.
"Second, I've already died twice."
Later...
Lin Qingyang: "What do I do when my beloved keeps trying to get himself killed?"
It's simple. Give him a good beating.
"You are my treasure."
"A seventeen-year-old boy doesn't know what it means to love someone."
"I wanted to wipe away the dirt on my treasure and make it clean and clear. Passing by this way once every ten days, just getting to see it would have been enough."
"But I broke it."
*
"Hengzhi, I won't be your treasure. I don't want you to put me on a shelf and lock me away."
"The past is over. I was born into this life, and I'll lead you through it."
Beneath the corridor, green sand boils with snow. A thousand tangled feelings rest upon the pillow, but neither speaks of parting sorrow.
*Progress: Four volumes in total, around 600,000 characters.
Volume One: Old Dreams of Nanxiang [Estimated 200,000 characters, currently updating...]
*Notes: 1. An alternate ancient setting, with a touch of fantasy (immortals).
2. Lin Qingyang x Hengzhi, switch, happy ending.
3. Updates follow the ranking schedule. I often make minor revisions to earlier chapters.
4. The author is often ill... Thank you to everyone who likes this story. I bow deeply.
5. Also titled Blue-and-White Porcelain Boiling Snow. I won't spoil too much in the blurb.
Theme: As long as you keep growing, sunshine and rain will find their way to you. Love makes us whole, and makes us strong.
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Teacher Jiu, Teacher Jiu, I'm so happy to see a new chapter~ Although Teacher Jiu, you have been saving your manuscripts intermittently, but I can see that your creative level, Teacher Jiu, is actually getting better and better. From the very beginning, I always felt that it was a bit different in my impression when I read it. "Smooth" (hey, this description), this new chapter has the feeling of flowing and flowing, and I can see that Teacher Jiu, you have been making progress in terms of writing style and controlling the rhythm, so praise Mua 😚 😚 And then, Teacher Jiu, sometimes Sometimes you will really feel that your current creation is "painstakingly", which is the original meaning of the allusion: vomiting out the heart and dripping blood on it to create (this allusion is really in line with Li He's own temperament...) It is too hard, but I think creation is also one of the pillars that has always supported... Hey, Jiu Teacher, at the end of this chapter, Xiao Lin asked Master to take good treatment. I hope Master will be well. I also very, very sincerely hope and wish Teacher Jiu to be well... Teacher Jiu is still suffering from illness... Hey, Teacher Jiu, Teacher Jiu 🤗 🤗
Come on, Teacher Jiu, in life too, I wish you better and better health and success 🐰
This is too dark. When capitalists come, they have to be treated as grandsons. What the common people got was not even soup dregs.
This article is just that, the description of emotions can easily make people feel heart palpitations/heartbeat, sour and refreshing. Anyway, that's the feeling. Although the master doesn't appear much, haha, I don't know if there will be more scenes in the rebirth and return, after all, I am sick and have no strength now (no. I am especially looking forward to Xiao Qingyang's blackening in the future. Hehe, will the master criticize the vest when he comes back later! It's really painful to stop abruptly after reading one chapter, but I want to watch it so much that I can't save any more!?
Teacher!! Waiting for you to come back!
If I can't hold it anymore, I'll start eating it! [Empty bowl]
Happy New Year, Teacher Jiu!! [Spread flowers] In the new year, I wish Teacher Jiu will go further and further on the road to health, and inspiration will come ~ Don't be anxious about updating, your body comes first 🤗 🐶🌹 [rose]
I feel like this chapter is even more beautifully written. From concise language to character description, my wife's strength has not diminished 💪 Hey... I still hope that our teacher Jiu's health will slowly get better and better, and it's very common to sleep until dawn! (Although it's human nature to code late at night, it's still four o'clock in the morning...) Call Teacher Jiu [cat head] [rose] [rose]
(Teacher Jiu and I sighed together): Master, why didn't you wake up until the next chapter——
Wow updated! Teacher Jiu who does what he says [Cat Head]