After the Scheming Crown Prince Heard My Thoughts

My new novel, "Breaking Up as a Stand-In Should Be Done with Dignity," is now underway. Come check it out!

Xiao Fuguang transmigrated into the body of the heir to the Marquis of Jingyuan:

He was bound to the "Rescue the Damsel in Distress System" and had to keep saving people in trouble to earn life points.

He rescued a beautiful songstress with a tragic fate who had been sold off.

He rescued a handsome actor fallen on hard times and forced into a life of debauchery.

After doing this again and again, he became a notorious playboy in the capital.

In reality, he was a pure-hearted young man, innocent as could be.

Until he ran into the crown prince at Prince Huai's poetry gathering.

One glance, and it was forever.

Xiao was freaking out! Xiao was shrieking!

Xiao solemnly stepped forward to greet the crown prince.

But in his heart, he snickered cheekily to the System: "Look at that crown prince. Doesn't he look like my wife?"

What Xiao didn't know was that the crown prince could hear his conversations with the System...

Wen Chengjing had been made crown prince while still in swaddling clothes:

His mother's family guarded the northern frontier, keeping the Rouran out beyond Yanmen Pass and earning a fearsome reputation.

He himself was exceptionally capable. At fourteen, he began overseeing the government and wielding imperial authority in the emperor's stead, winning the submission of every official.

He had enjoyed smooth sailing all the way to the age of twenty-one.

Until, at a poetry gathering, he suddenly heard a bright, lively young man's voice:

"I think the old chancellor Lin is still quite a charmer!"

Thinking of the elderly Chancellor Lin, with his white hair and wrinkled skin, the usually composed and dignified crown prince lost his composure in public for the first time.

He later discovered that the voice he'd heard belonged to the heir of the Marquis of Jingyuan, and that it was the young man's inner voice.

At their first meeting, the young man had worn a dazzling red robe and looked like an immortal. Who would have thought his mind would be full of such outrageous ideas?

Not only did he keep swooning over the crown prince's face, he even dared to call the heir apparent "wife" in his thoughts!

Wen Chengjing decided the young playboy had probably been bewitched by a demon, and resolved to do a good deed and save the poor, unlucky fellow...

A laid-back bottom (a master of suggestive banter, but actually timid and allergic to work) and a scheming top (ruthless, yet beautiful as a celestial maiden)

--Now available! A brand-new modern, melodramatic stand-in romance idea!--

Title: "Breaking Up as a Stand-In Should Be Done with Dignity"

(A powerful tycoon who doesn't realize he's in love with the bottom VS an actor who has suffered through heartbreak and shut his heart away)

The moment someone new appeared at Xie Mingyi's side, Jiang Xuhe knew it was time for him, the "perfect substitute," to leave the stage.

The newcomer was young, clever, and likable.

Most importantly, he resembled "that person" more than Jiang Xuhe did.

The one Xie Mingyi had engraved on his heart, the one whose drunken murmurs he treasured as much as anything.

Jiang Xuhe knew better than anyone that he was merely Xie Mingyi's second choice, selected after he couldn't reach the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

His lover had given his heart to someone else. It had never been Jiang Xuhe.

He hated himself for seeing through the truth, and he hated Xie Mingyi even more for searching for an illusion through him.

But for seven years, he swallowed every bitterness and used his most perfect smile and tenderness to decorate the grand deception called love.

If nothing unexpected happened, he would play his part professionally until the day Xie Mingyi called, "Cut."

But now the newcomer had arrived. Why should the old one get in the way?

He packed up seven years of youth and a heart that had died on a snowy night long ago, ready to take his final bow.

This time, he didn't even want to leave Xie Mingyi with his dignity.

Xie Mingyi didn't know that Jiang Xuhe had long since realized he was a stand-in.

He also didn't know that the senior fellow student he carefully kept hidden in his heart, his unattainable white moonlight, was Jiang Xuhe's cousin, whom he'd never mentioned.

He knew even less that when he crossed the ocean to celebrate his senior's birthday, the call he casually hung up on was Jiang Xuhe's only plea for help.

And Jiang Xuhe's love had already, in countless small moments, quietly... frozen to death in the wind and snow.

--New novel coming soon! A brand-new modern paranormal story idea!--

Also known as "My Ex-Boyfriend the Charlatan Is Scamming People Again"

[Blurb One]

Ji Xianqing knew he could see ghosts.

More precisely, he could see a woman in a red cloak who would appear from time to time in the corners of his life.

He told his boyfriend at the time all about it, only to be called crazy and dumped on the spot.

Well, so what if he got dumped? His ex-boyfriend might have been a staunch materialist. Ji Xianqing took it in stride.

Three years later, Ji Xianqing idly clicked on a newly released variety show, then nearly lost his mind.

Could someone tell him who that charlatan on TV was, the one who looked so much like his ex-boyfriend?

Meng Chijun stood beside the host, dressed in a bright yellow Taoist robe, with an otherworldly air. The host introduced him as the nineteenth-generation direct disciple of the Shangqing Sect, making him look every inch a reclusive master.

When confronted by a rampaging infant spirit, he remained unfazed. After sealing it with a single stroke of his sword, he explained to the camera why the client's home was haunted by ghostly wails at night: "The building is very tall, so the sound is caused by air currents. I recommend improving the soundproofing."

When faced with a malevolent spirit on an ancient battlefield, he remained utterly composed. After guiding it to the afterlife, he deadpanned a string of nonsense to the host, whose face had gone stiff: "This must be an iron mine, something like a natural recording device. It recorded the sounds of an ancient army on the march, which is why passersby sometimes hear the sounds of battle."

After filming several episodes, he'd accumulated plenty of merit, and his ability to lie with a straight face had grown by leaps and bounds.

He was steadfast and unstoppable, as if no person or event could shake his resolve.

Until news arrived of Ji Xianqing's death.

In Meng Chijun's world, the wind and clouds suddenly changed.

[Blurb Two]

Ji Xianqing died.

The day after he died,

his former boyfriend, eyes bloodshot, showed up at his door. Ignoring the Ji family's protests, he forcibly took away the body. "I can bring him back to life."

Picking up the finger that had fallen on the ground, Ji Xianqing tenderly blew the dust off it, then glared furiously. "You said you'd bring me back to life! How does this count as being alive again?!"

Carefully using superglue to stick the finger back on, Meng Chijun lovingly kissed his beloved's ashen, swollen face. "Be good. Wait a little longer."

I will search the highest heavens and the deepest underworld. Even if I end up reduced to ashes, I will bring you back.

Theme: Do everything in your power to save every innocent life.