Shuang Zibai

The candlelight in the hall was warm, reflecting the impeccable face of "Concubine Yun" Xiao Yubai. Chu Yunshuang wrote and stood in front of the painting table, her eyes lingering between his eyebrows. He was once the most noble man in the Langyu Dynasty, but now he is trapped in this stunning skin, with frost and forbearance on his brows and eyes, which only adds to his thrilling beauty. "Don't move." She whispered, the tip of her pen rustling on the rice paper. Xiao Yubai sat on his knees on the mat, his hands in his sleeves clenched into fists. He felt humiliated, being carefully traced and scrutinized by her like an object. After a long time, Chu Yunshuang put down her pen, picked up the completed painting, and walked to him. "Look, my beloved concubine, how good am I in painting?" The beauty in the painting is cold and lonely, but her eyes hide the unwillingness to look down on the world. Xiao Yubai's pupils shrank - what she drew was clearly his soul! He raised his eyes and met her smiling eyes. She leaned forward and lightly brushed his cheek with her fingertips, causing a shiver. "I see the beauty of the skin every day." Her voice was full of sighs and complaints, "But only knowing what kind of proud and unyielding soul is imprisoned in this beautiful body... Can really make me intoxicated and unable to put it down." Xiao Yubai's heart suddenly palpitated because of these words.

On the Mid-Autumn Night of the seventh year of Jinhe, Xiao Yubai squatted on the ground beside the vegetable garden in the side courtyard of Changxin Hall, carefully cultivating soil for a few green vegetables by the dim light of the palace lanterns under the corridor. "Ayu, you've been exposed all night, why are you here to serve these dishes again?" Chu Yunshuang's voice came from behind, with a little fatigue from just coming out of court, but with a hint of tenderness. Xiao Yubai turned back, his temples were stained with some soil, and his eyes seemed to be filled with moonlight when he smiled: "In the past, when you were in the harem, you always said that planting vegetables can make you calm. Now I am idle, so I have learned to plant some, and I really feel that I feel much more at ease." Chu Yunshuang stepped forward and stepped out from behind. Then she gently hugged his waist and rested her chin on his neck: "My 'Xianfei' is so virtuous, but it seems that this empress is not doing her job properly." Xiao Yubai held her hand with his backhand, and the thin calluses on her palm could be seen on her fingertips - the traces of being used to reviewing memorials and holding a red pen. "No," he said seriously, "you were very majestic when you suppressed those old foxes in the court. It's just... I'm always afraid that you will be tired." Just like when Chu Yunshuang was still Concubine Yun, Xiao Yubai, although he was the emperor, would always silently hand her a cup of hot tea when she was bothered by disputes in the harem. Now that the identities have been reversed, that concern has not changed at all. Chu Yunshuang chuckled, pulled him up, and patted the dirt off his clothes: "Let's go back to the palace. Tonight, the imperial kitchen made your favorite crab cakes, and... I followed your example and made a pot of Biluochun." The two walked side by side into the palace, and the moonlight fell on their intertwined hands, making the shadows long. The vegetable garden in the side courtyard swayed gently in the night wind, just like the way Chu Yunshuang squatted here and looked outside the palace wall. Only this time, she has him by her side, and in the years to come, she no longer has to stare at the vegetable patch alone. The two images in the bronze mirror have already become the most solid support in each other's lives as the years go by.

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Chu Yunshuang and Xiaoyubai wish dear readers and friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival! What kind of mooncakes does everyone like to eat~

Xiao Yubai suddenly asked in a low voice: "What if... I can never get it back?" Chu Yunshuang was slightly stunned, but held his hand tightly, then strolled to the window, and said suicidal: "The two shadows of the bronze mirror each reflect each other, and they are old friends who return together in the wind and snow." Xiao Yubai trembled all over. From mutual scrutiny, suspicion, testing and forced cooperation. With the same secrets and standing together, there may be many dangers ahead, and the exchange may not continue, but at least there is someone by your side to accompany you.

The soul exchange between men and women, I think it is easy to adapt, the drama is very dramatic, the living habits are different, there will be a lot of little jokes, all are daily jokes, hahaha, I hope to update more, I look forward to the adaptation, so the author is very motivated to update 🤭

It's been a long time since I've come across such an interesting female novel. What I'm more curious about now is whether the body will change back in the future, or will all kinds of wishes need to be fulfilled before everything can be restored?

A very good book with rich content, good news for lovers of ancient Chinese classics!

There was constant chaos among the officials before and after, and the ministers were at a loss as to what to do. They used their unparalleled talents to accomplish great things. The subject matter and perspective are eye-catching and make people curious when reading.

"Shuang Zibai" is really too over the top. I thought the identity swap was a soul swap, but I didn't expect it to be a complete swap of people and identities, from a male emperor and a female concubine to a female emperor and a male concubine. Similar story experiences lead to different story developments due to the mutual feelings of the male and female protagonists. There is hope as long as they are alive. Let's see how they prove their innocence in the bizarre murder case.