The Young Lord Resolves to Raise an Army and Rebel

[Omnitalented, Brooding Young Lady (Female Lead) VS Down-and-Out, Sensitive, Devoted Puppy (Male Lead)]

One-on-one, both leads are each other's first and only, romance and plot in a 4:6 ratio

A powerful heroine trains her dog! Rolling around and acting cute, please add this to your reading lists, everyone!

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Qu Xin Deng dreamed of becoming a treacherous minister, but alas, women in this world could never hold office. So Qu decided to follow in her late mother's footsteps and take down the imperial court herself, installing a princess as the new emperor.

While plotting her great undertaking, Qu accidentally fell off a cliff after being attacked. At the bottom, she spotted a handsome man curled up in a cage, looking utterly despondent and pitiful.

What woman could resist such temptation?!

Qu Xin Deng's mouth and heart suddenly started to itch:

"Young sir, you're barely clinging to life, and I'm half dead. Why don't we get married right now and keep each other company on the road to the afterlife? We could at least be a pair of doomed lovers."

Who knew that this little rascal would cling to her from then on? He gazed at Young Master Qu, his eyes seeming to speak, his voice twisting and turning more than a mountain road:

"I have nowhere to go now. Miss Xin Deng, would you take me in?"

Miss Xin Deng raised an eyebrow and glanced aside ed

Miss Xin Deng politely turned down the puppy ed

Miss Xin Deng somehow found her hand on the puppy's [redacted] ing

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An unknown master reached out to calculate the fate of the young master of the Qu family:

"Ha! What a fate full of twists and turns! The fate of the empire will change. You are a statesman's talent, a hero fit for a peaceful age, and a formidable warlord in times of chaos."

And so, with her sword drawn and the imperial seal in hand, accompanied by a whole cartload of strategists and generals, Qu Xin Deng supported the princess who was supposed to be sent to the frontier for a political marriage. Through a series of mistaken turns (killing people) and accidental encounters (setting fires), Qu Xin Deng ended up in the Golden Throne Hall.

The old ministers cried, "A hen crowing at dawn! How can there be precedent for a woman becoming emperor?!"

Qu Xin Deng turned to look at the princess wearing the imperial robes, smiled, and held her treasured sword, "Slay the Heroes," to the neck of a pedantic old scholar:

"What, is there not precedent now that our dynasty has begun?"

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[Reader's Guide]

1. This story is entirely fictional, and its dynasties are a mishmash. The author has made an absurdly, ridiculously, unbelievably large number of things up, so just enjoy the ride and don't take it too seriously.

2. The heroine is mildly pain-loving and utterly career-focused. She's the strongest fighter in the story. The hero is sensitive and insecure, seemingly a scheming green tea but actually a rabid dog.

4. The heroine's father is surnamed Ming, and her mother is surnamed Qu. Ming Lang is a false name; she actually uses her mother's surname.

3. The romance and plot are in a 4:6 ratio. The story is complete, and the extras (including a modern AU) will be released at the end of March.

4. If you like it, please add it to your reading lists, everyone, pretty please! orz

●●● Upcoming story blurb here ●●●

[Grudge-Holding, Protective, Sweet-on-the-Outside, Dark-on-the-Inside Heroine VS Damp, Dissociative, Love-Brained Hero]

Just as Zhai Xian finally managed to coax the stray cat she'd adopted into bed, she realized her home was haunted.

When she opened her eyes, the man who had opposed her at every turn a thousand or so years ago, and whom she'd ultimately killed, was sprawled across her sofa.

He'd lost his memories and had clear, innocent eyes. All he remembered was how he'd been in love with Zhai Xian back then. He had no idea that Zhai Xian had killed him. After secretly pushing the cat out of Zhai Xian's arms, he immediately asked her to date him.

No way. What if this bastard gets his memories back and then chops me to pieces?

On the second night, the stray cat that had crawled into her bed and flopped over to show its belly suddenly transformed into a handsome, long-haired man with mismatched eyes and pounced into Zhai Xian's arms:

"Who's that lingering soul in your house? Me or him?"

Get lost. Everyone knows this unlucky bastard came here intending to eat me.

Zhai Xian rubbed her forehead and smiled wryly. With wolves before her and tigers behind, just two…

Enough. Staying alive comes first.

Zhai Xian's happiest thought was that, before that guy regained his memories, she wasn't short of anyone to warm her bed.

Hearing this request, the man's cheeks turned faintly red, three parts shy and seven parts eager.

The cat's gaze was tender and affectionate, its eyes full of longing, ready for her to take her pick.

Zhai Xian: This kind of male rivalry is the best.

But the two fought like mad over who got to claim the other half of Zhai Xian's blanket. Zhai Xian was at her wit's end and smacked them both on the forehead with a brick.

"You don't have to donate your brains, but you can't even recognize your own scent?"

Zhai Jiu: So the one competing with me for a woman was me?

After buying cat food, litter, toys, cinnabar, yellow paper, and protective talismans, Zhai Xian finally settled into the good life of barely making ends meet.

After much soul-searching, Zhai Xian went out to earn a living and successfully got a job at a pet-friendly company: her former, former, former, former, former, former, former, former, former, former employer.

The Mount Buzhou Southern Anomalous Events Management Bureau.

In all its years of operation, the Anomalous Events Bureau had never seen anyone this brazen.

On her first day, Zhai Xian was late.

Zhai Xian: You know how it is. I have to feed the cat.

The department had to work overtime.

Zhai Xian: You know how it is. I have to feed the cat.

The company had a team-building event.

Zhai Xian: You know how it is. I really have to feed the cat.

Colleagues A, B, C, and D: Is your cat completely helpless without you?

Zhai Xian rubbed her forehead and smiled wryly: My cat is an idiot.

Until one day, she had to go on a business trip and could no longer make excuses, so she had to bring the cat along.

Colleagues A, B, C, and D: You're saying that this one-eighty-tall male model with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, a perky butt, lean muscles, long hair, and mismatched eyes clinging to you is your weak, helpless, knee-high, scruffy idiot cat?

Zhai Xian: And?

In a corner, a senior company executive turned pale and opened a search engine with trembling fingers:

Holy crap, what do I do if our ancestor, who's been dead for eight hundred years, suddenly comes back to life? Help, urgent!!!!

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