Synopsis
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You Yusheng dreamed of an unverified dynasty.
She watched with her own eyes as a short-lived prince was framed by the emperor and his stolen gold vanished without a trace. When she woke up, a pile of glittering “stolen gold” had appeared on her canopy bed!
You Yusheng: A windfall from the heavens! At last, I won’t have to be sold to a fool by my uncle in exchange for a bride price.
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Mu Shijie had rendered such great service that the emperor feared his power overshadowed the throne.
When he learned the emperor had set a trap, he met every move head-on, but his gold vanished into thin air in front of everyone.
As he tossed and turned in bed, he heard a scream of joy nearby: “I’m rich! I’m rich!”
It turned out that the two of them had matching canopy beds with carved nanmu pillars and dangling floral ornaments, and the beds could connect the past and present.
There was no chance of getting the money back. After being threatened, You Yusheng was forced to sign an enormous IOU. She used her knowledge of the future to save Mu Shijie from danger time and again.
She was just like Mu Shijie’s Doraemon, supplying him with food (disastrous cooking), strategies (terrible ideas), and high-tech gadgets (children’s toys). Any one of these aids was enough to give the undefeated general an overwhelming advantage over the people of his time.
Gradually, Mu Shijie was won over by her. When the border was under attack, he even insisted on bringing that carved nanmu canopy bed with him...
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On the day of his triumphant return, the emperor heard that water sprayed from Mu Shijie’s bed had slain countless enemies.
Just then, You Yusheng accidentally touched something, and her whole body crossed through time and appeared in the bed...
At first, the emperor wanted her dead.
Later, those leering eyes fixed on every inch of her body.
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Faced with a madman who used his own life as bait, Mu Shijie hated how his reticence and propriety bound him, but he also despised the emperor’s impure intentions.
“You risked your life to save her. She doesn’t want to owe you anything.”
The emperor’s lips curled into a wicked smile. “You’re right. She hates owing people. If she takes something from someone, she always wants to pay it back. That’s why she went to all the trouble of repaying your money and my favor.”
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"At dusk, Shijie stands alone, while little carp makes a commotion for the rest of her life"
[Reader’s guide]
1. Both leads are virgins. 1v1, sweet romance.
2. An alternate world. None of the characters or events are based on real people or history; they’re all the author’s deranged imaginings.
3. Romance-focused, with the plot in service of the relationship. All official titles and original settings are a chaotic mash-up and won’t hold up to close scrutiny.
4. Not a strong heroine; she grows over time. You can’t please everyone. There are countless great books on Jinjiang, so please stop reading if this one isn’t for you.
5. The modern setting is also fictional. Some things may be a little beyond current technology, but surely we’ll be able to make them real before long. O v O
6. The plot may be a little wild, but the author is in a wonderful state of mind (not really).
7. More to be added...
Blurb written on April 16, 2025, and saved as a screenshot.
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After transmigrating into an erotica novel as the heroine, Ling Yaoyao is saddled with a tragic script:
“While in the enemy kingdom,” she’ll be stuck in bed every day with a ruthless minister who’s like a rabid dog. “After returning home,” she’ll be stuck in bed every day with her virtuous imperial brother. In the end, the two men will fight over her, turning her into a sandwich between them.
To save herself, she thinks up every possible plan and finally manages to turn the rabid dog into a pure-hearted “ex.”
She’s already gotten the hardest one out of the way. The second man, a virtuous gentleman who strictly follows the rules, should be easier to handle...
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She fakes her death and returns to Guangling, just as the late emperor passes away. The new emperor, Yan Jiangqing, is a refined, upright, and magnanimous man who treats scholars with respect. He should be sitting securely on the throne.
But treacherous officials and the empress dowager join forces to thwart him at every turn.
Ling Yaoyao solemnly pledges her loyalty. On countless nights, under cover of darkness, she kneels before him and respectfully delivers secret reports.
But in Yan Jiangqing’s eyes, it’s nothing more than the behavior of a pawn.
A fake princess who suffered in the enemy kingdom and barely escaped with her life has now changed her appearance and found a suitable husband from a powerful family. Why isn’t she quietly waiting to be married? Why does she keep hovering around him?
And yet her beauty is dazzling, like a lovely jade-waisted courtesan whose eyes sparkle when she looks around.
In his midnight dreams, the suspicions and fury of the day stir up desire for no reason, until at last he fulfills his wish and sends the jade-waisted courtesan soaring...
Oblivious Ling Yaoyao thinks everything is going smoothly.
On the day she is supposed to marry her fiancé, she should have completed her mission and been able to leave. But then an old acquaintance suddenly arrives in Guangling as an envoy.
With her fake death about to be exposed, Ling Yaoyao feels as if she’s fallen into an icy abyss. With no other choice, she asks Yan Jiangqing for help.
That day, twilight shimmered in his pupils like a luminous pearl. Ling Yaoyao felt as though the bright moon had come into her embrace.
But in the next moment, his words leave her stunned. “Why don’t you just die one more time?”
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After nightfall, the envoy and Ling Yaoyao’s fiancé fight over her memorial tablet, mourning their dead wife.
Unbeknownst to them, deep inside the tomb, just beyond the wall, Yan Jiangqing smiles as the gentleman’s facade falls away like shattered moonlight.
“Yaoyao, tell me, should I call you the wife of the Northern Yan chancellor, or my younger brother’s wife, hmm?”
His burning fingertips creep inch by inch across her palm, then press her hard against the wall. “Cry louder, and they’ll hear us.”
Theme: If love can cross mountains and seas, it can conquer them all.
