The Delicate Consort Is a White Lotus

[One-on-one romance, with love as the focus and cultivation and monster-slaying on the side; mutual secret crushes, with the heroine pursuing the hero. Not a formulaic power fantasy.] From the start, Jiang He had only an ugly face and a good-for-nothing constitution that kept her from cultivating. After playing the white lotus for over a decade, she successfully acquired several powerful secret identities. Jiang He had this to say: Keep a low profile. Keep a low profile. But things didn't seem to go quite so smoothly. The most famous good-for-nothing on the Jiuzhou Continent returns, and she's riding in the same carriage as that man! The dignified master of the First Palace openly declares at the trial tournament that anyone who so much as harms a hair on her head will have their entire family wiped out? The Ghost Domain's twin fiends, feared by countless people, are actually sweetly coaxing her to eat candy? And all those eminent figures from various kingdoms are willing to kneel and call her Dad? All right, Jiang He admits it. “The master of the Divine Artifact Palace is my godfather, the Ghost Domain's twin fiends are my masters, and those people used to be my apprentices. Once your teacher, your father for life. If they insist on calling me Dad, what can I do?” The people cry out: What about that man? “As for him...” Jiang He sighs deeply. “He's the man I can't have.” In response, that aloof man slips his hand into her arms. “You have me now.”