The Little Darling Is Face-Blind

[Coming Soon: The Little Crybaby Is Everyone's Darling and Reborn as the Ominous Crown Prince's Beloved] An Juan had two secrets. First, he had transmigrated into a book, into an alternate era where imperial power reigned supreme and human life was worthless. He'd even become a little toddler who had just learned to walk. Second, he was face-blind. Since he had to study at the Imperial Academy, An Juan knew who the protagonist was and planned to get on good terms with the future emperor, the Seventh Prince. On his first day of school, a classmate introduced him to the Seventh Prince. An Juan tugged at the prince's sleeve and called him "Big Brother." The next day, An Juan brought a lunchbox to the Ninth Prince and fed him, calling him "Big Brother" with every bite. On the third day, An Juan helped the Crown Prince carry his book bag and followed him around, calling him "Big Brother." On the fourth day... In less than half a month, every young noble in the capital knew there was someone at the Imperial Academy no one should mess with. It wasn't because he had great power, but because... he was friends with every prince. Eventually, grown-up An Juan was dragged into a corner and interrogated through clenched teeth. "How many Big Brothers do you have?" An Juan: He thought there was only one. In reality, there were one, two, three... six, seven, eight... Not that many. Just nine. - The main pairing is with the Seventh Prince. - Everyone's darling + childhood caretaking + childhood friends. - The cover shows Juan Bao in a little pink outfit with his hair in tiny buns~ [Non-exclusive license] *Updates may be a little irregular lately~ Coming Soon: The Little Crybaby Is Everyone's Darling Blurb: Lu You is a little crybaby. He doesn't want to cry, but he can't help it. He hadn't yet awakened his spiritual meridians when he saw blood spray several feet into the air for the first time during a family competition. Unable to stop himself from crying in fright, Lu You was judged an embarrassment and thrown out by his clan, who sent him to Cangya Sect. Barely three years old, Lu You crouched in front of Cangya Sect's protective formation, unable even to get through the gate. With nowhere to go, he cried until he could barely breathe, then a fierce-looking man picked him up and carried him inside. In the end, Lu You became the last disciple of a hot-tempered master. The eldest senior brother was as cool as the moon, with the bearing of an immortal. He had a cleanliness obsession. The second senior brother was aloof and taciturn, meticulous in all things, and disliked noise. The third senior brother was unruly and carefree, doing as he pleased, but was extremely cliquish. The fourth senior brother was gentle and courteous, humble by nature, and hated breaking the rules. On the first day Lu You awakened his spiritual meridians, he cried so hard that snot covered his face and rubbed off on the eldest senior brother's sleeve. The hot-tempered master had sent him to help guide Lu You. On the second day, Lu You cried until his eyes were red while trying to draw qi into his body, as his spiritual meridians tore. His wailing gave the cold, distant second senior brother a headache. On the third day... the third senior brother threw Lu You out of the sect. That evening, the fourth senior brother brought Lu You back, and Lu You disrupted the time he'd set aside for evening meditation. Lu You: qvq. A month later: The eldest senior brother wiped Lu You's tears away with his own hands. The second senior brother taught Lu You swordplay and took him down the mountain to visit the market. The third senior brother affectionately called him "Youyou." The fourth senior brother sang him nursery rhymes at night to help him sleep. Lu You became the most doted-on junior disciple in all of Cangya Sect. Later, the senior brothers took turns asking Lu You: Which senior brother do you like best? Lu You shrank his neck and silently moved into the arms of his hot-tempered master. The man was usually violent-tempered and merciless, but now he was gentle and tender. He raised his long, narrow eyes, his sharp gaze sweeping over the others. The senior brothers all took a step back: So the one he likes best isn't a senior brother, it's Master! Coming Soon: Reborn as the Ominous Crown Prince's Beloved Blurb: Jiang Wangjin was the heir to a marquis's estate. In his previous life, he pushed his sickly body to the limit and worked himself to the bone, eventually becoming chancellor, all to help the Seventh Prince ascend the throne. He even broke with his elder brother for the sake of his cause. In the end, he was betrayed by his trusted aides, despised by the young general who had grown up with him, and fell out with his close friend... He met the bitter end of a discarded tool, dying far from home. Reborn into a new life, Jiang Wangjin decided to be a wealthy idler and quietly accept his family's and elder brother's protection. When the Seventh Prince once again extended an olive branch, Jiang Wangjin clutched his chest with one hand, covered his mouth with the other, then revealed blood on his palm. "I'm afraid my health won't let me ease Your Highness's burden." As he spoke, he looked over at his elder brother, who seemed to have just happened to be passing by, reached out to him, and asked to be carried. "Brother, I want to go home." Jiang Nanxiao fell silent for a moment, then picked up the "younger brother" who had always been at odds with him and took him home. From that day on, Jiang Wangjin shut his doors to visitors. He turned away the young general who came to see him and deliberately missed the chance to meet the friend he'd known in his previous life. It was also from that day that Jiang Nanxiao discovered he seemed to share sensations with his so-called "younger brother." He could always tell the moment the other man's frail body fell ill. But Jiang Nanxiao never expected the connection to work both ways... Because of his poor health, Jiang Wangjin was especially sensitive. When Jiang Nanxiao's emotions surged, Jiang Wangjin always had a hard time enduring it. Each time, he would suffer inwardly, his whole body flushing red as he thought: "Elder Brother, what are you doing...?" At the same time, the servants in the Jiang residence heard their young heir going around all day, calling out "Brother" this and "Brother" that, never saying anything without mentioning his brother. They would often see the young heir nestled in the eldest young master's arms, too. - In the Jiang residence, Jiang Nanxiao was publicly known as Marquis Jiang's adopted son. In private, everyone believed he was Marquis Jiang's illegitimate child. That was until Jiang Nanxiao's identity was exposed: the late empress's orphan, the little crown prince who had supposedly died years ago. Looking at the story's events, now completely different from his previous life, Jiang Wangjin clutched his chest and realized his carefree days were about to end. Wanting no part in the court's power struggles, he packed his belongings in the middle of the night and prepared to leave the capital. But in the middle of the night, a figure in a four-clawed python robe had been standing silently beneath the corridor for who knew how long. His icy gaze swept over the bundle in Jiang Wangjin's hands. "Didn't you say you loved your brother and would stay with him forever?" In the end, Jiang Wangjin clutched his aching chest and was forced back into his room. A low, soothing murmur sounded by his ear: "With a body this weak, where do you think you're going to run?" The stubbornness hidden beneath that gentle tone was chilling. "Stay here and be this prince's Crown Princess." "Stay by my side." - Deeply calculating, patient Crown Prince top × reborn, carefree, sickly bottom - Theme: Learning never ends; put what you learn into practice and go far.