Ten Years as a Substitute, Then the White Moonlight Returned

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Substitute | Younger brother x older brother, pseudo-incest | Angsty, melodramatic drama | Faking death | Emotional and physical torment | The one who was left behind chases his love

Blurb:

After transmigrating into a book, Li Mingchao became bound to a Substitute System.

System: [Host! Congratulations, you have acquired the identities of "the fake beloved crown prince of the emperor," "the fake universally adored Prince Ling'an," "the fake one and only White Moonlight in everyone's heart"...]

Li Mingchao: Well, well. So I'm just a substitute, then?

The System dangled a tempting promise before him: [As long as your identities aren't exposed, just keep your head down for ten years and you'll clear the task and ascend the throne!]

And so Li Mingchao dutifully played the crown prince for ten years.

By the end, everyone believed his act without question.

Everyone, that is, except for the young prince he had raised himself. Now and then, an inscrutable tenderness flickered in the boy's eyes as he looked at him.

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The secret of the substitute was discovered in the end.

On the day Li Mingchao ascended the throne, before his dragon robe had even warmed against his body, it was forcibly stripped away.

As blood splattered across the golden hall, Li Mingchao found the whole thing both helpless and absurd.

He wasn't even crying.

So why was the person killing him crying?

-

The System secured him a chance to be reborn.

After being reborn, Li Mingchao wanted nothing more than a quiet life. But because of his face, he was caught again and hauled into the palace.

He heard the palace servants call him, "the new male consort."

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Fine. Being a male consort is better than being a substitute crown prince. At least he won't get killed again.

Li Mingchao was soon sent to the side of his "husband."

When he heard that familiar voice, he panicked.

Wait, whose male consort am I????

What to Do When You're Reborn as Your (Fake) Younger Brother's Male Consort and Become Your Own Substitute

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In the twenty-sixth year of the Chongzhou reign, Sixth Prince Li Fang killed the fake crown prince and climbed the bloodstained steps to take the throne.

That day, snow fell over the capital for a day and a night.

The assembled officials welcomed Prince Ling'an back to the palace, denouncing the substitute's shamelessness and wishing they could tear him limb from limb.

Li Fang hated that substitute most of all.

How dare a lowly counterfeit take his brother's place?

To seize his throne, the substitute had even put on a show of tenderness, caring for him when he was ill and staying beside him through stormy nights...

Even after death, he haunted him, taking over his nightmares day after day, night after night.

He had robbed Li Fang of peace forever.

Li Fang hated him to the point of wanting to drag him out of hell and kill him all over again.

In his dreams, he returned to the summer of the twenty-fourth year of the Chongzhou reign.

He and Li Mingchao shared a bed. Unable to resist, he reached out and touched those soft, tender lips, fragrant with the gentle, pure scent of white ginger flowers.

That night, Li Fang smashed everything in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, big and small, and ordered the coffin opened.

He had to kill Li Mingchao one more time.

But the coffin was empty.

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That male consort who looked like Li Mingchao was timid and servile, not fit to touch even one of his fingers.

But when he smiled, he looked like him.

Reader's Guide:

* One-on-one, happy ending, both leads are each other's first.

* Reborn gong x transmigrated-into-a-book shou

* Old-school melodrama, substitute trope, angst

* A note to readers before you start: Please read this! The author's tastes are extremely dark. I love unhealthy, traumatized relationships between the leads. I write what I enjoy, so readers may want to subscribe chapter by chapter rather than buying everything at once. If you feel uncomfortable while reading, that's completely understandable. Please stop whenever you need to.

(P.S. I'm not being sarcastic. I'm genuinely grateful to every reader who supports the official release. The author's heart is strong enough to withstand anything, and I've never deleted a single comment, so all criticism is welcome.)

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Who Wants to Be the Tyrant's Dog?

Villainous tyrant gong 1 x crybaby puppy shou 0 + older man with overwhelming authority, coercive love + faking death

Blurb:

Shen Baixi, a college student-to-be from the twenty-first century, unfortunately transmigrates into a rebel camp. He can't fight his way out of a wet paper bag and just wants to keep his head down and survive in peace.

But the camp is full of rough men who have been rebelling for two years and abstaining for two years.

Delicate Shen Baixi: ...

Stop touching my butt, aaah!!

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To protect his precious butt, Shen Baixi clings to the darkened male lead's leg.

As the darkened male lead of a web novel aimed at men, Qin Yan will soon usurp the throne and become a terrifying tyrant who casually sacrifices the Imperial Physicians' Office to the heavens.

But Qin Yan has one very, very big advantage:

He's impotent.

Shen Baixi: Hehe.

Qin Yan: Okay, now shake hands and turn around.

Shen Baixi: QAQ???

Wait, he applied to be a lackey, not a dog!

Who wants to be the tyrant's dog?!

(Screams in anguish)

Wait, how is even his impotence fake?!

(Screams in anguish x2)

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In the third year of the darkened male lead Qin Yan's rebellion, the rebels bathed the palace in blood. He took the bloodstained throne at last and looked down upon the world.

A year after his enthronement, the Great Wei was flourishing, its strength growing by the day.

Yet the new emperor's harem remained empty.

As Qin Yan gazed at the deserted palace, he remembered that he had once wanted a little dog to live there.

But the little dog had fallen down a bottomless cliff, leaving no body behind...

-

Several years later, Qin Yan received a secret letter.

It contained the name of a place:

Drunken Moon Pavilion, the capital's most famous brothel.

There, Qin Yan saw from afar the little dog who had died years ago.

Shen Baixi sat among a crowd of women, chewing on candied hawthorn and smiling like a flower in bloom.

Qin Yan: ...

:)

#Is the tyrant going crazy today?#

#Is it wrong to fake your death if you don't want to be a dog?#

Upcoming historical danmei:

Skin

[Faking death / Chasing the one who got away]

Blurb:

After Lu Daoheng came to his senses, he discovered that demonic blood had controlled him and made him slaughter the entire Lu clan. From then on, all he wanted was to die.

First he leapt from the Bone-Eroding Cliff, then he ventured into the Sea of Ten Thousand Corpses. He practically wanted to flay himself alive.

As his dao companion, I couldn't bear to watch, so I altered his memories and took the blame for him.

Before Lu Daoheng woke, I fled the immortal realm and returned to my beautiful home in the Peach Blossom Valley, where I became a carefree little fox again.

A hundred years later, Lu Daoheng finally found me.

When we met again, he was no longer the young sword cultivator who shyly held out a flower. Now he was austere and aloof, like snow on a solitary peak beneath a high-hanging moon.

He ran his sword through the heart of the "evil fox demon" who had supposedly slaughtered his clan. I died on the spot.

After I died, the seal carved into Lu Daoheng's memories also vanished without a trace.

In the midst of the flames, he saw a tiny white fox amid a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The tip of its tail was scorched black, and it kept turning to look back at him.

He picked up a stone and, with tears of blood in his eyes, hurled it at the little fox.

The white fox disappeared into the heart of the flames.

He seemed to have forgotten something terribly important. His heart felt as if it were being cut apart by a dull knife, and the pain left him unable to breathe.

After my rebirth, I had forgotten many things. With no choice, I returned to the demon realm, planning to seek refuge with my uncle, the Demon Venerable.

There, I met the legendary First Immortal Venerable of the Heavenly Realm, who had fallen to the demonic path.

For some reason, he stared at my fox ears with a shattered, bloodstained gaze.

What a strange man.

[Lu Daoheng x Tushan Huohuo]

Theme: A little less suspicion, a little more happiness