A Nobody Marries the Dragon-Slaying Hero and Lands in a Love Triangle

● Opening during the National Day holiday! An upcoming Myriad Admirers and Shura-Field series, Please Save the Beautiful Master. Please add it to your collection~ [A beautiful shizun uke trying to escape a certain Tang x a repeatedly defeated disciple seme who keeps trying to overstep his station]

[Conscience-free, charming, theatrical uke x closeted, true-love-comes-late, overpowered protagonist seme] Story blurb:

As a top employee at the transmigration-into-a-book bureau, Fu Xin gets a passerby mission this time. In a very un-passerby-like twist, he transmigrates into the night of his wedding to an overpowered protagonist.

Luckily, the overpowered protagonist hands him a marriage contract that very night, which makes his mission convenient: all he has to do is pass through the settings of four books!

Setting One: [Campus]. Fu Xin passes by the basketball court and blends into the crowd, cheering along: Number Three is so handsome!!!

On the court, the sunny college student lifts his jersey to wipe away his sweat, only to see his new aunt by marriage, who'd been neglected at his uncle's wedding banquet, gazing at him with admiration, her eyes sincere and passionate.

He calms his pounding heart, but can't help marveling inwardly. So his uncle can be blind to a treasure after all.

Fu Xin, who's bringing him a drink to fit in, wears a [shocked face]: No way. The male lead who's just finished playing basketball is on another level. You'd even accept pear syrup with extra sugar?

Setting Two: [Entertainment Industry]. Fu Xin passes by a singing competition and blends into the crowd, swooning along: If that voice sang to me in the middle of the night...

That famous singer, known for his carefree ways, shows up at Fu Xin's villa that very night. He glances at the wedding photo hanging in the cold, empty space and immediately approaches him. "Want me to sing you a request?" He's even thoughtful enough to specify the time: "In the middle of the night?"

Fu Xin curls up on the sofa, looking tiny. Under the man's approach, tears are practically gathering at the corners of his eyes.

The man's foxlike eyes narrow. That guy must be so busy competing against his family's company that he's forgotten about his poor new bride.

Fu Xin, whose eyes are watering because of dust, wears a [tearful, misty-eyed look]: Oh no, I forgot that Huo Yaojin never came back after we got married, and I haven't gone back either. Is it too late to act dejected now?

Setting Three: [Melodrama]. Fu Xin passes by a confrontation between a stand-in and the original, blending into the crowd and gasping along: They really do look alike, especially when they aren't smiling.

That very night, he's cornered by the Huo family's adopted son, who's unable to walk but usually gentle and polite. This time, he makes no attempt to hide the malice beneath his pleasant facade. "Actually, they're most like you when they smile. But I don't want to see you smile."

Fu Xin, who was born smiling, [in an educational tone]: Here's a secret: people can close their eyes. What do you think? Isn't that amazing?

Later, the young man, who has been diligently completing his mission, realizes that the settings are getting more and more like a Shura field. Most importantly, why does he keep running into that one overpowered protagonist with a dark expression?

Fu Xin props his head up and stares at the villa's front gate, which the overpowered protagonist ordered locked. It seems he hates him even more now.

*

At the banquet, several groups gather together. It's meant to be a place for clinking glasses and making merry, but everyone's eyes are fixed on just one person.

Huo Yaojin watches Fu Xin talking and laughing with someone else. He finally can't hold back and pushes through the crowd toward him. "You're my wife," the man's voice drops, as though stressing something.

Fu Xin looks over thoughtfully. He almost forgot there was an overpowered-protagonist setting too. The beautiful young man immediately types a few words, smiles, waves his phone at him, and leaves.

Huo Yaojin looks at the new message. A few words appear before his eyes, making them go dark: "Once we're divorced, I won't be~"

[Once upon a time there was an overpowered protagonist, very much a dragon and very much overpowered. When he discovers that the little wife he'd despised is coveted by the whole world, he's so upset he wants to die. Then he realizes how much he loves him and gets fiercely possessive~]

● Important ●

1. The uke has some cross-dressing scenes!

2. The main couple are strictly monogamous, body and soul!

3. Comments on individual sections are open to everyone~

4. All male supporting characters are presumed to be virgins~~

5. You've read this far, so please add it to your collection, dear reader [clings to your leg QAQ]

● Upcoming novel, Please Save the Beautiful Master, also known as Shizun, You Know I've Never Had a Wife Since I Was Little and Just How Many Good Disciples Do You Have?

Everyone knows that Yan Jiangshan, the youngest immortal revered one of the world's foremost sects, a sect that loves taking in disciples, has three disciples of astonishing talent.

The eldest disciple is the heir to a sword sect, upright and self-possessed. At eighteen, he shattered the Hongtian realm with a single sword strike. No matter how many people of either sex fall for him, he pays them no mind. They say, "The sword fanatic loves only his sword and has no interest in worldly people."

The second disciple cultivates both medicine and poison. He has a kind face but a cold heart, and his mastery of poison is extraordinary. Countless bodies have been sent to the Yellow Springs by his hand. No one has ever seen him save anyone, except Yan Jiangshan.

The third disciple is the young lord of Tushan. Fox to the bone, fox at heart, he walks through fields of flowers without a petal clinging to him. His favorite thing to do is sleep, especially napping on the eaves above his shizun's room.

Yan Jiangshan is very satisfied with them. After all, he needs a child of destiny to complete the shizun-fathering mission assigned by the transmigration-into-a-book System. Of course, he's the one who'll be fathered.

Just as everything is ready and all that's left is to be ravished, things start going wrong...

His eldest disciple is troubled by a heart demon and won't even practice his sword. He only wants Yan Jiangshan to treat his heart demon. Can someone explain why the heart demon has Yan Jiangshan's face?

His second disciple is acting strangely. He tends the flowers and plants by day, forces him to drink medicine at night, and keeps running off for no reason. The medicine boys say the kid has recently been looking for some kind of love-binding poison to use as medicine?

His third disciple has been working harder and harder, but in the wrong direction. Didn't he used to scoff at bewitching arts and seduction techniques? How did practicing them lead him straight into Yan Jiangshan's room?

Just then, the System, which had been missing for ages, finally arrives. Yan Jiangshan sees its serial number at last: a certain Tang.

Yan Jiangshan has an epiphany.

So the shared shizun decides to run away...

*

Wen Ye is the most talented demonic cultivator. To ensure the demonic cultivation cause can proceed smoothly, he decides to go undercover beside Yan Jiangshan, the best-looking... ahem, most devoted to taking in disciples, person at Chaotian Sect. But this time, things are different: Yan Jiangshan refuses to accept him no matter what.

He even wants to leave Chaotian Sect to avoid him.

Wen Ye won't take no for an answer, so he makes his move. It just so happens that this immortal revered one also has a rather eventful journey. Wen Ye tries again and again, gets rejected again and again, then tries again.

Finally, after Wen Ye casually mentions that he's cultivating the Path of Unfeeling, the immortal revered one relents.

The day after he hears that his name has been sent thousands of miles away and added to Chaotian Sect's disciple register, Wen Ye is cornered.

One blocks the sky with sword shadows and looks at him as if he's a human trafficker.

One floods the air with poison, hundreds of puppet skeletons stirring behind him.

One spreads nine tails across the sun, sharpening his claws as murderous intent fills his fox eyes.

The demonic cultivator still pretending to be a well-behaved disciple: Shizun, who are they?

The immortal revered one still trying to escape: My disciples...

Shizun, just how many good disciples do you have?!

Why is he even pretending? Don't all of them look more like demonic cultivators than he does?!

Blurb screenshot taken on April 14.

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