Gong'an Chaos

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[Previews at the very end]

For three generations, the Yun family had produced chancellors. Yun Xie was the most dazzling prodigy in the Kingdom of Yan.

When Yan and Xuan went to war, Xuan was defeated and sent its crown prince, Lin Jue, to Yan as a hostage. Yun Xie felt sorry for the young, lonely boy and looked after him in every way.

For the next ten years, Lin Que followed him everywhere, learning poetry, literature, and martial arts from Yun Xie.

Ten years later, Lin Que returned to Xuan.

That day, snow fell thick and fast. Lin Que held the jade pendant he'd stolen from Yun Xie, unable to bring himself to leave.

Later, a coup in the capital of Yan brought the dazzling prodigy of the Yun family to his end.

Yan fell into chaos, and the Yun family was wiped out. Even Lin Que, far away in Xuan, heard the news.

That day, he ignored his trusted aides' desperate attempts to dissuade him and rode day and night. He dug Yun Xie, barely alive, out of a pile of corpses.

Every member of the Yun family was dead. Yun Xie was the only one to crawl out of that mountain of blood and bodies. The refined young gentleman who had once been as gentle as jade had become a half-dead ghost.

Yun Xie thought he was using Lin Que.

Using his power to take revenge, using his power to realize his ambitions. He didn't know when he had started to fall for him for real.

"Que means palace. Zique, I want to help you take it back."

During those years in the palace of Yan, Yun Xie was the only person who had ever treated him like a human being.

He taught him poetry and literature, taught him martial arts, and gave him affection. To Lin Que, Yun Xie was a lifeline that had saved him just as he was about to sink into the mire.

Lin Que had thought the ending would be that he returned to Xuan, his life and death at the mercy of fate, while Yun Xie remained an enduring presence in Yan's court.

That shameful affection between them should have been buried forever, never to see the light of day.

But the Yun family was gone.

And Yun Xie had nearly died, too.

Lin Que spent a year pulling him back from the brink of collapse.

Yun Xie often asked, "Zique, why did you save me?"

Lin Que would only say, "You've seen me at my lowest. I need to keep you around, as something to remember."

Only Lin Que knew his intentions were not pure.

[Please note]

The sickly gong's health improves later. The CP is fixed, no switching or reversing.

Maybe it's a mutual redemption story? (Not sure if that counts.)

The gong was once engaged, as arranged by the elders of his family. They barely met and had no feelings for each other. It's just part of the backstory.

The story opens in Xuan, with occasional snippets of the past in the palace of Yan. There aren't many.

This is the author's first complete story, with a proper beginning and ending. It has many flaws, so please be understanding.

The main CP gets a happy ending. All the secondary CPs get tragic endings. The author is multishipping, so characters of all kinds of orientations may appear.

[Important]

Although Yun Xie is weak at first, that doesn't stop him from being all lovey-dovey with Lin Que, making love all day and seven times a night. Call it a diamond-grade golden finger. If you try to say he's too weak for bed, I'll smack you across the face with a giant bus.

The couple is fixed, no switching or reversing. No self-insert girlfriend fantasies or ship-policing comments. Such comments will be deleted on sight.

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My couple is locked together forever and ever.

---Preview---

① What Happens When the White Moonlight Has the Entire Script?

Every story has people like them.

They're brilliant and dazzling, admired by everyone.

They're the unattainable moon in the sky, the white moonlight no one can hold on to.

But their stories always end in tragedy.

The best they can hope for is to grow old alone. The worst is to die without a body left behind.

They're called stepping stones for the protagonists' love story.

World One: The neighborly older brother B from an ABO novel × the foul-tempered young master A

World Two: The sickly hostage prince who dies young in an old-school angst novel × the arrogant regent

② Is This System of Yours Even Legit? [Apocalypse]

In his previous life, Mei Qian spent thirteen years dodging danger and scraping by in the Apocalypse, only to end up as zombie food.

Well, dying was dying. His quality of life hadn't made living worthwhile anyway.

But, unfortunately, he came back to life.

Fine, he was alive again, but he'd been bound to a System. The System was nuts, and its name was "Damn, Let's Plant Like Crazy."

What's the point of farming, Plants vs. Zombies?

Mei Qian smiled. "Is it possible that the things we're supposed to fight are zombies?"

The System waved a hand. No matter, six of one, half a dozen of the other!

As everyone knows, plants need watering.

The plants provided by the System were particularly special. They needed to be watered with a specific spirit spring.

Unfortunately, the System accidentally split its own mind in two, and the half carrying the spirit spring ended up bound to Mei Qian's nemesis.

Mei Qian gave a deathly smile. "See how swollen his face is? Guess who hit him five minutes ago. Fresh off the press."

The System played the coward, but Mei Qian wanted to live!

So he carried over a little stool, sat under the murderous glare of his nemesis, and shamelessly sidled up to him.

"Bro, how about a good cry?"

His nemesis slowly formed a "?" with his fingers.

There's a strange pair at the Dawn Survivor Base.

When other people fight, their powers are a dazzling riot of colors. But these two...

One pulls out a little stool and starts crying.

The other scatters seeds and grins.

The seeds sprout and grow like crazy, and in the blink of an eye, the zombies are gone.

Everyone else slowly forms a "?" with their fingers.

Reader's note:

A self-indulgent, unhinged story.

Not friendly to fans of either the gong or the shou.

If you don't like it, you can curse me out. No need to leave right away. I'm an obscure author nobody reads, so I'm lonely.

A mountain of original worldbuilding.

Theme: Fight hard through the lowest points in life and create a better tomorrow!