After the Colorblind Demon Prince Came to My Mountain to Build a Mausoleum

A new story is underway, updating every other day~ Work keeps me too busy, so updates depend on fate, but I won't abandon it.

[Frank, fearless, and physically formidable bandit chief × wise, gentle, and resourceful demon prince]

He Xiangye, mountain lord of Guyo Mountain, had only one wish in life: to honor her master's dying wish and protect the seal and all living things on the mountain.

But one day, the Demon King sent someone to announce that he intended to build a mausoleum on the mountain.

He Xiangye refused in no uncertain terms. After several rounds of wrangling, the entire mountain was wiped out.

As her soul left her body, she somehow returned to the moment when the two sides had faced off. Only this time...

The man who came was handsome and distinguished, with bright eyes and elegant brows.

His eyes shimmered like rippling water, and his voice was as warm as jade. "I am Yun Qingli. I wish to borrow the mountain lord's fine land for a while. Would that be acceptable?"

He Xiangye: What kind of trick is this?

Though he seemed amiable, she dared not gamble with the lives on Guyo Mountain again. She put away her spear and reluctantly agreed to his request to build a mausoleum.

As time passed, however, she realized that the man, who suffered from impaired vision, had not come to build a mausoleum in earnest, and that her master's death was inextricably linked to him. Feeling deeply deceived, He Xiangye stabbed him in a fit of rage.

"My master wouldn't have died if she hadn't gone to see you. She was right: not one member of the royal family is any good!"

Yun Qingli knelt on one knee, his hand braced against the spear tip. Blood ran down his white robes.

"I hate myself even more than you do..." Blood spilled from his lips, and his curved smile was like the bright moon between clouds. "Maybe this is for the best."

But later...

Only after learning the truth behind her master's death did He Xiangye realize that Yun Qingli was the sole exception in that rotten royal family.

"Why... didn't you defend yourself?"

"When I was young, my impaired vision kept me from protecting my mother. Now, I will make sure to protect you."

The distant, unsettled situation gradually became clear, but tensions within the demon clan grew ever sharper. They murdered their lord to seize the throne, and the fighting was fierce.

He Xiangye faced down a thousand troops alone, trampling everyone who wanted Yun Qingli dead beneath her feet. Her red robes snapped in the wind, and the silver moon of her Cangxue Spear curved like a hook.

"If you want his life, you'll have to step over me first."

Upcoming story: My Future Uncle-in-Law Has Wanted Me for a Long Time

Blurb:

[Brooding, sickly, and possessive male lead × gentle, resilient ray-of-sunshine female lead]

The Lou family was the most prominent clan in Linzhou. Their legitimate daughter, Lou Yisu, was the city's most beautiful woman, with extraordinary skill in Shu embroidery and both talent and beauty. From childhood, she had been promised to Shang Shiyan, the eldest son of a family of equal standing.

The weather was bitterly cold that day, and there was no one by the lake. She went alone to sketch the blooming wintersweet, planning to embroider a picture as a birthday gift for her mother. By chance, she spotted someone sitting motionless at the water's edge on the island in the middle of the lake, looking as though he was about to take his own life.

"Don't do anything rash!" She hurriedly broke off a wintersweet branch and waved it to get his attention.

Perhaps she was too far away, because the person didn't react at first.

Lou Yisu persevered until her throat was hoarse. At last, the person looked up at her, then slowly walked away.

Relieved, she went back to sketching. Once she got home, she put the incident out of her mind.

Three months later, preparations for her marriage to Shang Shiyan began.

But the Lou family was suddenly struck by disaster because of political affairs at court. Their fortunes declined, and overnight they became the laughingstock of Linzhou.

Rumors that the Shang family would break off the engagement spread like wildfire, and the Lous prepared themselves for it.

Yet the letter of annulment arrived, only to be taken back.

Lou Yisu married into the Shang family as planned.

But at some point, her husband had changed from the eldest son, Shang Shiyan, to the second son, Shang Shixu.

On their wedding night, the man hooked a finger beneath her chin and whispered in her ear, "You were truly kind that day, my dear. I was only watching the water. I wasn't trying to take my own life."

"But you're so wonderful, my dear. I simply couldn't bear to let you marry someone else."

Lou Yisu's pupils contracted. Her kind gesture on the island in the middle of the lake had somehow become the first move in his careful scheme.

The man beside her was frail, but his thoughts ran deep. She walked on eggshells every day, not only dealing with Shang Shiyan's advances but also fearing retaliation from her brooding husband.

After all, whenever Shang Shiyan said one extra word to her, she had to endure an extra hour of torment that night.

Growing increasingly tired of this relationship, she thought of asking for a divorce. But Shang Shixu gave her no chance at all, leaving her to seek another way out.

As her embroidery grew popular, Lou Yisu gradually found her footing.

One day, she slapped the divorce papers down on the table, but Shang Shixu's eyes reddened. "My dear, my leg hurts. Would you massage it for me?"

Theme: Love yourself before loving someone else