Senior, Have You Dropped Your Secret Identity Today?

[A heartfelt salute to all the princesses. May everything go smoothly for everyone, and may you strike it rich in the Year of the Dragon! Please check out my upcoming novel, The Young Marquis Is Throwing the Court into Chaos!] The Third Prince of Dayu was the most outrageous libertine under heaven, and the most captivating, unmatched lover in all the world. In his eighteen years, he splashed ink to write poetry, wielded power, and made friends. He was the most dazzling and flamboyant peony in the capital of Yu. While he lived, Dayu would enjoy a golden age for ten thousand years. But when he died, his bones were scattered beneath the rebel army's iron hooves. His head was hung on the city wall, and his petals rotted into the earth. The smiling, laughing Third Prince, Sheng Fuze, was gone from the world forever. A month later, all that remained was a skull, pecked clean by birds. It rolled down from the city tower and was gathered into someone's arms. That person was Ke Hongxue, the famous snowman of the capital. · A new young master enrolled at Linyuan Academy. He was as graceful as jade and as aloof as an immortal, like the bright moon in the heavens and the cold snow on a lofty mountain, an ice block that could neither be warmed nor melted. The first time Ke Hongxue heard of him was when a friend joked, "Han Ying, he's a lot like the old you. His name is Jing Xu, Mu Jingxu." Ke Hongxue smiled, took the fine wine offered by the celebrated courtesan, and moved with a charm and flair no one could learn or imitate. His peach-blossom eyes shimmered, while he remained relaxed and composed. "Is that so? I don't remember what I used to be like." Yet many years later, someone leaned against a railing after drinking, gazing at the moonlight that had shone unchanged over the Jinfen River for so many years. With a soft laugh, almost as if murmuring in a dream, he asked, "Your Highness, you've come back, haven't you?" After I became like you, you turned into a snowman and returned to my side, didn't you? [Ke Hongxue: Everyone praises Sheng Fuze as the jewel of the capital of Yu. Only I know the warmth of Mu Jingxu's body when the snow melted in my hands.] Blurb to be revised. [Please note] 1. Ke is the gong, Mu is the shou. Happy ending. Upcoming novel: The Young Marquis Is Throwing the Court into Chaos! Blurb: Chi Zhou transmigrates into a revenge story about abusing scumbags. Unfortunately, he is the worst scumbag of them all. The original owner has already fulfilled all the prerequisites for courting death: at a palace banquet, he fell in love at first sight with the beautiful, strong, and tragic male lead; forcibly abducted a prince; and, relying on his ancestors' status as founding heroes, his father's and brothers' early deaths, and the Empress Dowager's pity for a widowed mother and orphan, forced a noble prince to marry into his household as his Marquis's wife, forever ending any chance he might have had of competing for the throne. All that's left is to wait until the story reaches its conclusion, when the male lead seizes power, castrates him, and throws him into a kennel, keeping him there for forty-nine days before having him slowly dismembered. Chi Zhou: "..." Some people are alive, but already dead. On the eve of the wedding night, Chi Zhou packed his belongings and tried to escape over the wall. The guard dog scared him back inside. Dead. On the wedding day, Chi Zhou went to fetch his bride, then tried to sneak away halfway there. A stray dog in an alley scared him back. Dead. That night, Chi Zhou thought long and hard. At last, he asked his new wife through the bridal veil, "Let's make a deal. I'll tell you who made you marry me. In exchange, could you not kill me?" Xie Mingjing: "...?" Weren't you the one who threw a tantrum and begged for the imperial decree? - Xie Mingjing grew up in the cold palace, accustomed from childhood to fickle affections and the harshness of the world. In his eyes, there were only two kinds of people: those with value to exploit, and those whose value had already been used up. He was adept at turning every disadvantage to his own benefit, and skilled at planning ten moves ahead. So when he realized there was no longer any point in staying in the palace, Xie Mingjing decisively set a trap and arranged to "marry" into the marquis's household. But on their wedding night, his husband in name only, a spoiled, debauched wastrel who had never studied a day in his life, wrung his hands and said carefully, "I'll tell you who made you marry me. In exchange, could you not kill me?" Before him was a narrow world hidden beneath a red bridal veil. The young man's voice was clear and clean, with a hint of composure he was plainly forcing himself to maintain. Xie Mingjing suddenly found it amusing. He slowly curled his lips into a smile. "All right." - The beautiful, strong, tragic, and pitiable male lead is acting a little out of character. In fact, he's starting to seem downright unlike himself. This is reflected in how he lets his schemes fall by the wayside, gets lazier about getting out of bed each day, and becomes more outrageous and indulgent with every passing night... Something's off. Very off! The next time Xie Mingjing wanted to kill some insignificant minor villain, Chi Zhou offered a token protest. Xie Mingjing immediately turned to him, eyes lowered, looking pitiful and helpless. "Zhouzhou knows I lost my mother when I was little. He called me a bastard..." Chi Zhou instinctively comforted him. Somehow, he ended up comforting him in bed. When he woke up the next day, Chi Zhou sat on the bed rubbing his aching back. After a long moment of thought, he became convinced he'd fallen into a trap. Even so, after Xie Mingjing ascended the throne, officials still submitted memorials accusing Chi Zhou of extravagance, debauchery, and disrupting the court, and claiming that he neglected his duties at home and seduced the emperor into indulging in pleasure day after day. Chi Zhou was furious. He turned to the culprit. "Are you a dog or what?" Xie Mingjing smiled tenderly, nodding without a shred of guilt. "Woof! I'm Zhouzhou's dog." Chi Zhou: "..." Also known as: The Story of How I Tried to Run Away from My Wedding Twice, Only to Marry a Dog in the End Theme: Love life and love your wife.