The Fake Tyrant's White Moonlight

Recommended by friend @Dongbian Xiao Erduo: "Everyday Life in Bianjing," featuring a clever, quick-witted heroine and a calm, sharp-tongued hero.

[Flexible, theatrical beauty * Scheming tyrant who has a trick for everything]

Shen Pian Zhi suffered a heart attack. When she opened her eyes again, she had become the Qin Prince Li Xuan's bedchamber attendant in a book.

Tonight, he summoned her to his chambers.

The good news was that he had kept himself chaste for his beloved, Zhi Zhi, so this was only a formality.

The bad news was that he already knew her original self was a spy sent by his sworn enemy.

A cold blade drew near. Her life hung by a thread.

In a moment of desperation, Shen Pian Zhi came up with a lie: she claimed to be his beloved reincarnated. With tears streaming down her face, she recited their farewell words:

"Your Highness, I will come find you."

Li Xuan's hand paused as he raised his blade. He stared at her in silence.

Her honeyed words kept her alive for the time being, but Li Xuan's gaze grew colder by the day.

Just as she thought her end was near, a rumor began circulating that Li Xuan had unusual tastes and liked to tie up his beloved.

In tears, Shen Pian Zhi tied herself up from head to toe and lay down on his bed.

Li Xuan's eyes darkened. He said nothing and simply went along with it.

But the rumors grew increasingly strange.

They said his beloved had fallen ill and refused to take her medicine unless Li Xuan fed it to her mouth to mouth.

They said Li Xuan personally designed clothes for his beloved, and his sketches left the ladies of the Imperial Wardrobe blushing.

They even said the two of them liked to play a game where he drew and she guessed, using her body as the paper.

Shen Pian Zhi was forced to do all these things, one by one. It was agony, and she blushed even as her thoughts ran wild.

But she gradually figured it out: the more Li Xuan put her through, the more he liked it.

Until one day, she discovered that Li Xuan himself had started all those rumors.

*

Li Xuan saw right through the woman's clumsy lies.

Yet when their eyes met, his gaze grew hazy, and he could barely keep hold of his sword.

The words "What are your last words?" were on the tip of his tongue, but instead he said, "Give me one reason not to kill you."

Later, her lie came true.

Zhi Zhi returned, but she had forgotten him.

Still, that was fine. Now they could do all the things she had refused to do with him before. ^-^

[Reading Guide]

One-on-one, both leads are virgins. A melodramatic, sweet romance with a touch of coercive possessiveness.

Updates at noon.

Coming soon: "Golden Wind and Jade Dew"

[Sinister, refined scoundrel VS resilient, unyielding beauty]

Su Xuan both hated and feared Wei Yanlin.

Years ago, she had arranged to meet the man she loved beneath a willow tree south of the city, but Wei Yanlin showed up instead.

Afterward, he offered a casual apology, then broke up a match she had been counting on.

Furious, Su Xuan came up with a plan to drive him out of Lingcheng.

In a turbulent age, fortune and disaster were impossible to predict.

The Su family fell into decline, and Su Xuan was no longer the pampered young lady of an esteemed family.

Meanwhile, Wei Yanlin went from despised illegitimate son to powerful warlord.

Rumor had it that his moods were unpredictable: one moment he would swear brotherhood with someone, and the next he would draw his sword and take their life.

On the eve of the day she heard he was about to take control of Lingcheng, Su Xuan lay awake all night.

The day they met again, he stepped into the bookshop, and the noisy hall fell silent as night.

Wei Yanlin walked up to Su Xuan, a slow smile appearing on his face.

He said softly, "Please write me an invitation."

Su Xuan went pale. Her stiff fingers could barely hold the bamboo brush.

She bit her lip and said nothing, making no move to write.

Wei Yanlin drew his long sword. Its tip brushed past her neck, then came to rest on the blank paper on the table.

He smiled as he fixed his gaze on her. "Invite my old friend, Miss Su, to meet me tonight beneath the willows in the moonlight south of the city."

*

Su Xuan had once been the bright moon Wei Yanlin could see but never reach.

Who could have guessed how unpredictable life would be?

Now he had climbed the ladder to power, while she had sunk into the mud of the common world.

With a hand powerful enough to blot out the sky, plucking the moon would be all too easy.

[Reading Guide]

A coercive romance written to indulge the author's personal tastes.

Theme: Cherish life; love never perishes