Two Hearts as One

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Plot blurb:

Lord Lingguang, a god who had vanished for over a hundred years, unexpectedly returned to the mortal world, only to open his eyes and find an old acquaintance dying and entrusting a child to her care.

She took the orphan girl down the mountain, only to run into a lead that had come looking for her. So she used an alias to save the “lead” himself, who was on the verge of death, and found the little girl a mortal divine official to rely on.

The two formed an alliance and set out to uncover the truth behind the extermination of a clan. Strange and terrifying events followed one after another.

In a small border town, young women kept turning up dead, their faces stolen...

On a stormy night in a mountain town, a bride arrives, while a living paper effigy knocks at the window in the dead of night to snatch souls...

Behind these events, there seems to be a hidden hand guiding the two toward an incident from many years ago.

Watch as an incredibly powerful and down-to-earth goddess joins forces with a gentle, rock-steady little mortal divine official to solve the mystery!

In a nutshell:

To uncover the mystery behind the destruction of a mysterious tribe, a goddess with immense strength who has unexpectedly returned to the world joins hands with a gentle, “useless” mortal divine official on a strange and eerie journey~

P.S. The female lead isn't human, but the male lead is.

Romance blurb:

People say that the immortals in heaven may feel compassion for mortals, but are cold and aloof.

Wen Yu looked at the girl before him, smiling as she called him “Divine Official,” and thought, Rumors really can't be trusted.

The food-loving, cheerful goddess once asked Wen Yu, “Is there anything you absolutely must do?”

Wen Yu: “No.”

But the goddess said there was something she had to do. Later, she vanished before she could say goodbye, right before Wen Yu's eyes. Wen Yu thought, Something I absolutely must do? I have one.

It wasn't love at first sight, nor did they dislike each other at first. Their feelings were like a seed quietly sprouting in the heart, slowly putting out branches and blooming into flowers.

Wen Yu's master once said that divine officials in charge of fate could see people's destinies, but must never casually disturb the cause and effect. But later, Wen Yu met a girl and wondered: What if the person whose fate it is isn't human? Would changing it really matter?

Even when the seas grow turbulent, two hearts can still understand one another.

Reader's guide:

1. Both leads are virgins, 1v1, happy ending.

2. Chinese-style horror with a touch of humor.

3. There will be a twist later on.

New novel preview: Crossing the Lonely Boat Beneath the Cold Moon, launching in mid-May.

Gentle, frail, sickly beauty (not really) x devoted, dissolute “widower” (just pretending)

In the winter of Yongzheng Year 37, rumors spread that Yan, the cold-hearted and ruthless Commissioner, had suddenly died on the eve of his wedding. The Qingheng Bureau, feared by all the officials, burned down with him. By the end of the following spring, everyone in Jiangning Prefecture, Huaizhou, knew that a frail new owner had arrived at Zhaoyue House, the city's most notorious pleasure den. She was so weak she looked as if the slightest breeze could topple her, and coughed blood in the wind.

The new owner's name was Yan Shiyu. She was a frail beauty, but the business she ran was anything but ordinary. Some said that mysterious forces from the martial world operated out of Zhaoyue House, and even government officials had to show its owner some respect.

On the first day Song Lan, the dissolute Marquis of Jing'an from the capital, received an imperial order to go to Jiangning, a banquet meant to entrap him led to an unexpected encounter with Yan Shiyu, who rarely showed herself.

At first, they were mere acquaintances who barely even exchanged a proper smile. But then a storm of strange events broke out. With Song Lan caught in a deadly trap and worrying every day, he had to make sure to protect the precious, frail Yan Shiyu at his side.

After a bloody battle in the mountains, the Marquis of Jing'an, bleeding from half his body, looked at the assassins strewn across the ground. Swallowing, he asked the woman brushing off her sleeves beneath the trees, “Master Yan, or should I call you my wife?”

Yan Shiyu: ...

You are the excuse I left for, and the reason I stepped back into the storm.

Theme: What we do is in our hands. Don't claim that everything is fate.