Save the Short-Lived, Strong, Tragic White Moonlight

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[Plot Synopsis]

They say Hell's spirit envoys can fly into the heavens and slay gods, descend into the earth and command ghosts, leaving corpses strewn wherever they go.

But Yuan Li, a spirit envoy, just wants to lie flat. She has made her way across the Five Provinces by swindling, bluffing, and stealing.

For the first ten years, she tricked the Netherworld King. For the next ten, she deceived mortals. Then, ten years later, she fell into the hands of a cripple with both legs completely ruined.

When they first met, the cripple put on an act, had no shame, and was so frail he looked easy to push over. But he was handsome, a wonderful cook, and incredibly good at taking care of people!

"Miss, osmanthus cake."

"Miss, tea brewed just for you."

"Miss, it's getting cold. You should put on something warmer, too."

So Yuan Li worked him to the bone, forcing him to do menial labor and trade on his good looks. She lived like an immortal, with clothes brought to her and food placed in front of her, lying in the sun on a recliner every day as piles of silver poured in.

The next time they met, Yuan Li had disguised herself as a man and exposed his secret identity. Who could have guessed that he was a man of exalted status, exceptional talent, and peerless grace, a son of heaven above all others? He was even the White Moonlight the entire Five Provinces could never forget!

What made Yuan Li happy was that she could finally cling to a powerful backer and lie flat!

What worried her was: What if the White Moonlight held it against her for making him do all that hard labor?

After turning it over in her mind, Yuan Li felt that things were terribly wrong. She spun around to run, but a chilling voice froze her in place.

"Young Master, you're a woman, aren't you?"

Yuan Li turned back and forced a smile. "When did you figure me out?"

The cripple's eyes narrowed. "When I lifted your red bridal veil."

"???"

*

Later, the cripple stuck by Yuan Li and willingly worked like a hired hand. Beneath a sky full of brilliant stars, he even wept as he said, "I like you."

Later still, the cripple set fires and commanded the waves, battling heaven and earth. He saved Yuan Li's life from demons, then tore away the last of his disguises with his own hands.

In truth, he had died in a great fire thirteen years ago.

With his dying breath, he cleaved open the rolling sea of flames with a single sword strike. Clinging to his last bit of strength, he entrusted the woman he loved to the Netherworld Palace of Hell. From then on, he donned a secret identity and watched from afar as she collected souls and refined spirits, swindling, bluffing, and stealing.

Until one day, a girl took him home.

The girl was sour-faced, had a terrible temper, and was always putting her hands on him.

Yet he smiled gently, starlight seeming to shimmer in his eyes. "Miss, osmanthus cake."

[Romance Synopsis]

I have two childhood friends.

One is elegant and refined, gentle as water;

the other is untamed and unruly, blazing like fire.

One has plenty of silver; the other has power and influence.

One makes delicious food for me; the other makes me laugh.

I think they might both like me...

One day, they both fell into a raging fire. What should I do? Who should I save first?

[Reading Guide]

1. A quirky, willful, mischievous witch x a chaste, beautiful, tragic invalid

- The heroine flirts with the hero without realizing it, and their push-and-pull reaches the extreme

- The hero has many secret identities. He's a little white rabbit at first, then a big bad wolf, and pursues his wife through a trial by fire

2. One-on-one from beginning to end, both leads' first love, happy ending, mutual pining

3. This story has plenty of author-invented worldbuilding. I reserve the right to interpret it

4. The main and secondary plots, past and present, unfold in parallel

- The main plot follows the couple as they power up, fight monsters, take revenge on some scumbags, and save the world along the way! The secondary plot reveals secrets from their past lives, with twist after twist and plenty of flashbacks!

5. This story is a slow burn, but it gets better and better as it goes. Trust me! (The author is improving, so please support me, QAQ.)

6. Content warning: The heroine is imperfect, weak at first, and gets into trouble. The hero gets little psychological characterization early on (he only gets detailed treatment after his secret identity is fully revealed). The heroine's two incredibly awesome childhood friends have their secrets revealed one step at a time, so you'll have to wait.

Synopsis screenshot dated January 2, 2024

[Coming Soon]

Please add my upcoming novel, Second Marriage to a Monk [Reborn], to your collection~~

Lin Wanchen, a wealthy young lady, saw a monk just before she died. His hands were stained with blood, and his eyes were scarlet like a vengeful ghost. After she was reborn, she couldn't sleep peacefully night after night, because every time she closed her eyes, she saw the monk's shadowy face.

Who would have thought that in her second life, she would unexpectedly meet the very person behind her nightmares?

She was a believer who came to burn incense and pray for blessings;

he was a Buddha who preached the scriptures and expounded the Way.

She closed her eyes and prayed devoutly. "May I avoid disaster and change my fate. Before I'm killed in this life, may I find out who killed me."

He pressed his palms together and smiled gently. "The Buddha is merciful. Benefactor, your wish will surely come true."

When Lin Wanchen opened her eyes, she saw the monk's kind, crescent-moon eyes and shuddered in fright. The incense stick in her hand fell to the ground and broke into three pieces.

She thought, This wish is coming true a little too quickly. It's just that the way it's coming true is a little different from what I imagined.

*

Later, Lin Wanchen tried every trick in the book to expose the fake monk's true nature. But he was impervious to every temptation. Money could not sway him, and neither could fame or status, so she had no choice but to use her charms to lure him.

One day, while the monk was giving a sermon, Lin Wanchen offered incense and deliberately stumbled into his arms, then used her swollen ankle as an excuse to cling to him.

She was delicate and alluring, while he stood as steady as a mountain.

Lin Wanchen studied the fair-skinned, handsome monk who was always quoting Buddhist scriptures, and wondered if perhaps she had mistaken him for someone else.

From that day on, she devoted herself to seeking new clues and did not appear before the monk again.

*

One late night, a cold wind blew through the door.

Lin Wanchen, hovering between sleep and wakefulness, sensed a chill much like the one she had felt just before dying in her previous life.

The stone floor, which should have been empty, now held the monk she had not seen for two months.

The monk seemed like a lone wolf, his vicious gaze lost in the darkness, flickering faintly.

Lin Wanchen curled up on the bed, shivering with fear. After a long time, she dared to look up at him, tears welling in her eyes.

"Are you here to kill me?"

The other man answered in a low voice, "Yes," then picked her up and forced her into a cold corner of the room.

"You provoked me. Did you think you could just walk away unscathed?"

The light was dim and hazy. The monk's warm breath brushed Lin Wanchen's ear, leaving her flustered and with a restless itch in her heart.

Trembling, she raised a hand and pressed it against his chest, opening a narrow gap between them. Almost pleading, she said, "I was wrong. Don't kill me..."

As she spoke, Lin Wanchen caught sight of the monk's eyes: scarlet, sinister, and cold-blooded. She knew them all too well.

But why were those eyes also filled with desire and deep affection?!

Lin Wanchen: He's crazy!!

Is this monk seriously going to break his vows?!

Theme: I decide my own fate; heaven does not