My Stand-In Lover Is So Hard to Placate

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This story features [self-righteous, highborn villainess x patient, scheming outcast from a brothel].

Everyone knows that Xie Lingyi, the eldest daughter of the Chenjun Xie family, is a refined, courteous, gentle, and pliant young lady. But no one knows that she kept a wild man locked up in her back courtyard for a year.

The eighteenth day of the fourth month: auspicious for travel.

Xie Lingyi bought a male courtesan at a brothel. He looked exactly like her husband from her previous life, who had died of consumption. Even his name shared a character with that consumptive ghost.

He was so cold and unfeeling that just seeing him made her sick.

So she bought him and locked him in the back courtyard. Her favorite pastime was tormenting him, crushing every last bit of his wretched pride.

"Ying Nu, get over here and help this young lady change."

"Ying Nu, you've spent so long in a brothel. How can you still not know how to serve someone?"

"Ying Nu, your eyes aren't to my liking. They look too much like his. Shall I dig them out for you?"

Ying Nu...

Ying Nu...

Wen Yingqi spent a year in her courtyard, and a year enduring her humiliation. His feelings shifted from disgust and wanting to drink her blood raw to becoming addicted to her, unable to stay away. His one grievance was this:

Who did she really think he was? And who had taught her those ways of seducing people?

One day, a servant reported that Ying Nu had run away. Xie Lingyi merely waved a hand, unconcerned.

He was only a servant. So what if he ran?

But a year later, on the day she was to marry someone else, the former male courtesan, now the Chief Councillor, arrived with an imperial edict and forcibly stole the bride.

Before her red veil could be lifted, he bound her hands and feet with golden chains, then leaned down and asked in an unhurried voice:

"My dear Ayi, tell me, who did you really think I was?"

[Punishment as a plea for love] [Younger brother steals his elder brother's wife]

1. Sweet HE, both leads' first love. Blurb dated 2024.7.13 [screenshot saved as proof]

2. The ending is BE, but the extras are HE. Please don't read if you can't accept that. The female lead is not put through angst.

3. The male lead becoming Chief Councillor within a year makes sense within the story's logic. This isn't some brainless power fantasy centered on a male lead, but I can't go into detail here.

"Sword Freaks Are So Touchy"

Li Ruoxu is obsessed with money, adept at navigating every situation, and a master of office politics. She's never had any interest in romance.

After dying in an accident, she transmigrates to a cultivation world. After some wrangling, the System offers her ten billion dollars to complete two missions.

Mission One: Root out evil and eliminate wicked spirits.

Mission Two: Kill Xue Shiyu, the cultivation world's greatest villain.

Otherwise... The System never finished explaining what would happen, because it suddenly came back to life.

In the cultivation world, it's impossible to know what's in people's hearts. The moment she transmigrated, Li Ruoxu went into survival mode, keeping her head down and her name out of the limelight.

But the very next day, she discovered that the accursed System had lied to her.

First, Xue Shiyu was a thoroughly good man, even a god worshipped by the common people and the guardian of the cultivation world.

Second, where were the wicked spirits? How could there possibly be any wicked spirits here?

Damn it!

If you take someone's money, you have to solve their problems. There was no other way. Absolutely none.

Li Ruoxu was forced (and delighted) to return to her old ways, becoming a Daji or Baosi, a bewitching beauty skilled at winning hearts.

Her eyes curved as she smiled, her voice clear as a mountain spring. "Senior Brother, you've lived for tens of thousands of years. Have you ever thought about living another way?"

She bent to pick a flower, smiling like a painting. "The flowers are blooming, Xue Shiyu. Why don't we become cultivation partners?"

Yellow roses stirred, and love endured through the ages.

A heart that felt neither joy nor sorrow, pure and crystalline, cracked in several places with a sharp "crack" the moment she rose on her toes and kissed him.

Deafening, yet utterly silent.

In truth, Xue Shiyu knew everything.

She said she loved him only to deceive him.

She wanted to become cultivation partners only for the pure sword intent he'd refined within himself for ten thousand years.

So...

"Aruo, stab me here." He gently took Li Ruoxu's hand and slowly guided the tip of her blade toward his heart. His gaze was clear, without a trace of hatred.

"Push it in, and you can go home."

As she wished, he was willing to live another way.

Even if it meant trading his life for her way home.

Theme: A loving family