The Mountain God's Replacement Bride

Shen Yiqing has only one precious younger sister, but she was chosen to become a sacrificial bride. So he made a desperate decision: disguise himself as a woman and take her place.

On the night of the wedding, he faced the thug who had tricked his way into marriage by pretending to be the mountain god. Shen Yiqing didn’t hesitate to put himself in danger, stab the man with a bone hairpin, and leave him with a few harsh words. He handled the whole thing cleanly and decisively, cool and utterly merciless.

Oh, and he also happened to save a boy who was nearly killed by wolves. The boy kept calling him “Big Brother,” making Shen Yiqing feel like he was walking on air, so he decided to bring him back to the manor too.

That is, until Shen Yiqing found himself tied to an altar, watching the crowd around him kneel in unison and address the boy standing in their midst as “Lord Mountain God.”

A slow smile spread across Shen Yiqing’s lips, but he had already been gone for quite some time.

Weren’t you supposed to be my underling? How did you turn into a big shot I can’t afford to offend?

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The mountain god took Shen Yiqing back and treated him to the finest food and clothing. But Shen Yiqing swore he wouldn’t be a caged bird, and resolutely launched the melodramatic chase plot: he runs, the other pursues.

His first escape attempt failed, and Shen Yiqing was caught and punished. His second escape attempt failed, and he was caught and punished harshly. His third escape attempt failed, and he was caught and punished even more harshly.

“Get a good look! I’m a man, the same as you! There’s no need to use these tricks to sweet-talk me and keep me prisoner!”

Cang Yan gave a low laugh and really did reach into his clothes. Then he looked up at him. “You’re a man, sure, but you’re not as big as me.”

The fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth time… Each was harsher than the last.

Fine, so you like being rough in bed! Even if you have my body, you’ll never have my heart. If you’re ruthless, I’ll be even more ruthless! I’m escaping no matter what. Even if I fall and die on the mountain one day, or get torn apart by a wild beast, I’ll never let you have your way! Hahahahahaha!

Cang Yan watched Shen Yiqing laugh more and more eerily, then went to pour him a glass of water to soothe his throat.

Enduring the intense discomfort behind him, Shen Yiqing reached out shakily before falling asleep. “Another glass. I can still run…”

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Reader’s Guide:

1. A story about a possessive, scheming, decidedly abnormal mountain god seme and a stubborn, fragile beauty uke with a leg injury. He offers himself up willingly, only to realize in the end that he can’t escape.

2. An unconventional marriage-before-love story with non-consensual sex. Probably not for readers with extreme preferences (nervous sweat.jpg).

3. One-on-one, both virgins, happy ending.

4. I’ll add more if I think of anything.

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Coming Soon 1: After Marrying in Place of the White Moonlight

[A CEO seme who seems proper but is actually a pervert vs. a uke who loves money so much he makes your teeth ache]

Shi Yu, born in the countryside, had one dream from childhood: to earn a truly, truly, truly huge amount of money when he grew up!

On his eighteenth birthday, someone invited him to a cafe and offered him two million to marry into a wealthy family as a stand-in.

Shi Yu, whose savings had never reached four digits, was nearly dumbstruck. But he was a cautious sort, so he asked politely, “There won’t be any danger, will there?”

The other person explained, “The man you’re marrying has late-stage bone cancer. He’s confined to a wheelchair now and can’t walk normally, so he isn’t much of a threat. All you have to do is wait for him to die. You’ll be free, and you’ll inherit a fortune worth billions.”

There was a deal like this? Shi Yu took the bank card at once. “Deal!”

He couldn’t help feeling a little wistful. He’d heard that Wen Xu was the love Song Yanzhi had kept hidden in his heart. He’d even followed the gossip about them online. He never imagined that even rich people couldn’t get the love they wanted~~

Still, he didn’t believe in love. He only loved money.

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Determined to avoid trouble, Shi Yu kept his distance from his husband after the wedding, doing his best to make himself as inconspicuous as possible in the household.

But one particular someone wouldn’t let him have his way.

When Shi Yu got ready to shower, Song Yanzhi summoned him to help take off his clothes. When he lay down to sleep, Song Yanzhi called him over to lift him into bed. When he planned to go out with friends, Song Yanzhi had him serve his food and water…

After one too many times, Shi Yu finally couldn’t stop himself from screaming inwardly: The house is full of servants, so why does he have to call me over to do everything?!

Song Yanzhi calmly replied, “I don’t like being touched by other people.”

Shi Yu was speechless. He suspected Song Yanzhi was simply taking revenge on him for failing to marry his beloved, and ending up with a poor kid like Shi Yu instead.

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Three months later, Song Yanzhi died.

At the funeral, after all he’d been put through, Shi Yu thought of the freedom he was about to gain and couldn’t hold back his wildly upturned smile. He even laughed out loud in front of Song Yanzhi’s portrait, shedding a few tears of excitement.

The relatives and friends who had come to pay their respects were startled, then sighed that Shi Yu was laughing from the depths of his grief. They went up one after another to pat him on the shoulder and offer their condolences.

Then a voice suddenly rang out.

“Are you really that happy your husband is dead?”

Shi Yu: “Of course. Now I can inherit his, ”

Before he could say “estate,” Shi Yu unexpectedly came face-to-face with someone whose features were exactly the same as Song Yanzhi’s.

Song Yanzhi walked over and picked up where he left off with a beaming smile. “Inherit what of mine?”

For some reason, Shi Yu’s brain suddenly short-circuited, and the words slipped out: “…toys.”

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Bonus Scene

Shi Yu’s thoughts: Why is Song Yanzhi still alive?! I’m doomed! Is he going to kill me to keep me quiet? QAQ

Song Yanzhi’s thoughts: How does he know I have so many toys custom-made for him? ( ˙-˙ )

Reader’s Guide:

1. The seme remains devoted to the uke from beginning to end. There is no other love of his life.

2. A world where same-sex marriage is legal, with a legal marriage age of eighteen.

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Coming Soon 2: The Young Master Won Over the Village Bully by Crying

[A rough-looking seme with a hidden dominant streak vs. a pampered young master uke]

Chen Ran accidentally ruined one of his father’s important business deals, worth tens of millions, and was immediately banished to a remote, impoverished village. His father called it “character-building,” but to Chen Ran, it was no different from going through a trial by fire.

The village was as backward as it had been before liberation. In the sweltering heat, with temperatures approaching forty degrees, the only thing stirring was an old three-bladed fan creaking away. Even watching TV depended on a satellite dish with a shaky signal.

But what Chen Ran found most unbearable was that the village had pit latrines!

“What era are we living in? How can there still be places that use toilets like this?”

The man in a white sleeveless undershirt smiled as he lit a cigarette. “If you can hold it, you don’t have to go. But I’ll make one thing clear: I’m not washing Little Golden Egg’s underwear for him.”

He blew a mouthful of choking smoke right into Chen Ran’s face. Chen Ran coughed a few times, then shoved him away in a fit of fury. “Screw you! I’m not staying in this dump!”

Xu Ye slowly stubbed out his cigarette, then abruptly hoisted Chen Ran over his shoulder. As he carried him into the house, he slapped Chen Ran’s wriggling backside and laughed. “Not so fast. Your dad said he’d give me a million if I could take good care of you!”

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The young master had never endured such hardship in his life. He felt no different from a woman or child kidnapped by human traffickers and dragged into the mountains. The resentment he’d been bottling up finally erupted one day, and the torrent of swearing made him sound just like the village punk.

But he hadn’t been cursing for long before Chen Ran started choking up. Xu Ye had initially been talking back, but eventually he simply turned around.

Half an hour passed. When Chen Ran finally looked up, the man had his back to him, saying nothing, his shoulders trembling.

“What… are you doing?” Chen Ran rubbed his congested nose. Thinking he might have gone too far, he hesitated before walking over. “Hey, are you crying?”

The man’s voice was abnormally hoarse, his breathing seductive as he gritted out, “Almost there. Keep crying.”

Chen Ran’s gaze dropped to the man’s hand, its veins bulging. A question mark slowly appeared over his head.

Xu Ye: “Can’t cry anymore?”

Chen Ran: “??”

Xu Ye: “Come here. I’ll help you.”

Chen Ran: “???”

You pervert, stay away from me!

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Reader’s Guide:

1. Age gap. The seme gets excited when he hears the uke cry.

2. One-on-one, both virgins, happy ending.

3. I’ll add more if I think of anything.

Theme: Take care of your body, starting with yourself.