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The Emperor's Substitute Completed

【Intelligent, resilient, protective medical woman × White-washed, dark-hearted, mad emperor】

Xi Xiao was an orphan with no parents. Her greatest wish was to stay with her senior brother in Medicine Valley forever, but her senior brother seemed to be hiding a secret.

She pretended not to know, wanting to ease his worries, unaware that she was falling into a carefully laid trap. Later, during a trip to Southern Xinjiang, her true identity was revealed, and she realized both she and her senior brother were mere pawns in that person's game.

She detested him intensely, but because his actions were tied to the fate of the common people, she had no choice but to compromise and distance herself.

She originally thought that once this matter was resolved, she could lead a stable life. Unexpectedly, that person confined her in the Marquis's residence. "Today's banquet, with all civil and military officials present, the Son of Heaven is also human and has a heart for beauty. I wish to welcome you into the palace..."

"Shut up!!!" Xi Xiao felt a strong wave of nausea surge from her stomach, rising to her throat. She knew this person was unfathomable; even a fraction of sincerity was mixed with nine parts of deceit. So, she threatened him with his grand ambitions to escape.

Who knew he would be completely untrustworthy? Before Xi Xiao could enjoy a few peaceful days with her senior brother, she was once again dragged into the whirlpool of power. This act completely enraged her, and the two stood on opposing sides.

Pei Yun was originally Yuan Chu's ninth prince, Ling Zhou Chong. Due to a fetal toxin, he couldn't appear before others under various internal and external pressures. He assumed the identity of the Marquis's eldest son and meticulously planned his steps.

However, he couldn't distinguish if it was the secret letters presented on his desk day and night, or the striking impression of their first meeting, that brought a special glimmer of anticipation to his bitter days.

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Lù Gēn and Bayesian Completed

A 28-year-old top celebrity actress Jiang Mo, entangled in a massive compensation scandal after a brand endorsement failed, saw her career plummet.

Tapping through occult posts she uncovered one advice: 'Grow ginger, cultivate Lù Gēn, recite Tao Te Ching to change fortune.'

She secretly buried ginger blocks on her balcony and chanted daily to her flower pots.

Forced onto a variety show 'Science Meets Art' she entered the National Data Science Center, paired with the 32-year-old chief researcher Shen Zhiyan — a man adept at knitting sweaters, brewing养生汤(herbal soups), and writing statistical love poetry.

Production aimed to capture clash between a humanities artist and scientist but instead captured scenes like —

Jiang Mo prostrating before her ginger chanting: 'The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao….'

Shen Zhiyan handing over a report: '30-day observation; correlation between root growth and humidity is 0.7.'

When capital schemed to suppress her again, Shen launched modeling software: 'To break the deadlock, we must first prove the probability that you love me exceeds 0.5.'

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Secret Identity Reveal Again Completed

Wēn Wǎn was reborn into a world much better than the apocalypse.

However, people here weren't very friendly. They called her stupid, bullied her, and even forced the victim to apologize—because the bully's family had more power.

When she was about to act recklessly and deal with the bullies, a powerful cultivator appeared and stopped her. Her heart sank: their family's connection must have arrived.

This cultivator's family had even more power and was very strong. She couldn't win at all.

Instead of running away, she was called by name and had her identity from the apocalypse revealed.

Wēn Wǎn: !!!? ???

Seeing the other person smile cheerfully, she made a quick decision: this was her family connection.

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Reborn in the World of Plant Rules Completed

On the Lightless Plains, every ray of sunlight is a trial of life and death. Seed 237, a newly sprouted sapling, carries a protective sprout spirit and is born into this cruel and precise ecological chessboard.

Here, low herbs, vines, shrubs, and towering trees compete layer by layer. Grazing beasts lurk in the shadows, while humus intertwines with sunlight to become the sole source of life.

To survive, Seed 237 must swiftly root, absorb nutrients, defeat rival plants, and progressively carve out its own domain. Together with the sprout spirit, it explores plant skills, domain expansion, and ecological rules, moving from germination to sapling stages and onward toward the ultimate form of a mother tree under the interplay of light and shadow.

Becoming a mother tree means not only mastering the light and nourishment of the Lightless Plains but also wielding supreme power to reshape the ecosystem and command all living things. In the brutal competition and unknown trials, can Seed 237 grow into a true mother tree and create its own kingdom?

Content tags include: Game, Web Game, Inspirational, Upgrade, Growth, Healing, Wilderness Survival.

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Will the Crown Prince Become My Ex-Husband Today? Completed

Copywriting: *Husband chasing after divorce + slapping face.

Jiang Shuifu fell in love with Shen Jizhao at first sight and thereafter recklessly plunged into it. Her admiration for Shen Jizhao was openly displayed before others, so much so that even children knew: "The Jiang family girl likes the Crown Prince, shamelessly throwing herself at him."

She made a fool of herself and even implicated her father, as everyone mocked her father for abusing his power to secure her the position of Crown Princess. Jiang Shuifu felt sad hearing this, but she wiped away her tears.

He liked dignified women. After their marriage, the two treated each other with respect, never overstepping boundaries. Jiang Shuifu curbed her temper for him, learned all eighteen rules of etiquette, and tried every means to become the virtuous Crown Princess in his heart.

Yet, because of a playful remark she made before coming of age, "May we be a pair for life," he coldly ridiculed her in front of everyone: "Absurd and monstrous." She didn't mean it that way, Jiang Shuifu lowered her gaze. Such innocent thoughts had vanished ever since she met him.

One day, upon his triumphant return to the capital, she personally witnessed Shen Jizhao, her usually stern husband, joyfully presenting a wild goose to the woman he was supposed to marry two years prior. "The Jiang氏 is jealous, lacking in grace and calm, unskilled in etiquette and doctrine, and unfit for great responsibility."

Since ancient times, only a lawfully wedded wife receives a wild goose. It was then that Jiang Shuifu finally, completely understood. She shouldn't have forced it, and she shouldn't have liked him.

Shen Jizhao was a favored son of heaven, extremely strict about rules, but his Crown Princess was thoughtless. He disliked her. However, he prided himself on being upright and incorruptible, so even if her wifely virtues were wanting, he never divorced her.

He assumed she would always quietly remain in the distance, watching him, even if he was about to marry someone else. But at a state banquet, his docile Crown Princess actually petitioned the Emperor: "This Jiang lady, lacking talent and virtue, requests to be cast aside."

Shen Jizhao took half a step back, scrutinizing her in disbelief. His eyes deepened, and his knuckles gradually whitened, a dense ache rising from his heart. Later, the usually detached and indifferent Crown Prince, in front of the entire capital, desperately begged a woman to come back.

"Shuifu, I only want you, I am not dirty, will you give me a chance?" The imperial rules he always valued were trampled to dust by him. *1v1, SC (Still a virgin for the male lead).

*The male lead's desire to marry the supporting female character is not out of love, nor will he make her his main wife. *The male lead will not succeed in marrying her.

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My Years as the Devil Sect's Model Worker (Comprehensive Wuxia) Completed

You Mingjiang was bound by a Holy Mother System.

The system said that for every person she saved, she would be rewarded with a batch of medicine. So, she carried her medicine box and wandered the jianghu, specializing in treating illnesses that no one else would touch. From then on, everyone in the jianghu knew that there was an itinerant doctor who was ruthless yet soft-hearted, specializing in treating the unfortunate.

Later, Cult Master Bo of Blackwood Cliff came to her. "Doctor You, this world is sick. Can you cure it?" You Mingjiang smiled, "If it can't be cured, then smash it and get a new one."

Years later, she cleverly seized Wanma Hall, destroyed the gilded den, and hung the head of the Great General Jingbu on the city gate...

Someone asked her, "Are you a doctor or a devil?" She took off her medical rubber gloves, smiling gently, "Since the world is sick, is it too much for me, a doctor, to prescribe some strong medicine?"

Guidelines for consumption: This is a fictional wuxia story with a Holy Mother System. Medical aspects are made up; please do not scrutinize. The main text leans towards the original style, not a silly comedy. Not having read the original works will not hinder reading; just treat it as a farming novel (not really).

Regarding the Holy Mother character: The itinerant doctor travels among the villages and markets, always holding the greatest goodwill towards the common people. CP: Peanut Kid (strongest support, good things happen upon meeting; not mute, can feed himself peanuts).

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How a Sickly Person Tames an Artifact Sect Genius Completed

(Main story completed, extras being updated ^^)

There are only two kinds of people in the world: cultivators with spiritual roots and mortals without them; those who wish to become immortals and those who don't. Ming Ying happens to be a middle ground, burdened with a divine maiden's prophecy, inherently flawed, and on the brink of death.

As a cultivation family, the Ming clan has only her as a mortal. But Ming Ying doesn't particularly care, living her days simply... farming.

Until an old marriage contract binds her to the rumored arrogant and unruly genius of the Artifact Sect. When asked about it, Xiao Jingze was indifferent: "At best, she's just a decoration."

Upon seeing his fiancée send a letter still damp with dew, Xiao Jingze scoffed and opened it.

Ming Ying: "I don't want to marry, you don't want to marry. Let's work together and burn the marriage contract, ^v^."

Xiao Jingze: "...No, how dare she?"

Before meeting his fiancée, Xiao Jingze had speculated what this sickly person, with only ten years left to live, would be like. Perhaps she would be pale and sickly, dressed in white, or maybe melancholic and self-important. In short, utterly boring.

He carried himself with arrogance, but at the moment he saw her, his emotions were indescribable, only feeling a sense of pity. The story was vibrant, yet their fate seemed too shallow. The girl was like a plum blossom in spring, a petal gently fluttering down from the branch, playfully twirling in the air, and finally resting quietly on his shoulder.

He looked at the sky filled with falling blossoms outside the window: "Miss Ming, you are truly cruel." The bitter scent of medicine permeated the air. Ming Ying lay in bed, laughing and coughing, fainting and waking up again. Seeing him with his back to her, unwilling to speak, she propped up her head and said, smiling, "It's okay, being able to live this long, I've still profited."

Xiao Jingze: "...Just shut up."

Late night mini-theater

Xiao Jingze made several artifacts for Ming Ying. Ming Ying looked at the strange objects in the box. Although she didn't know what they were, as they were gifts, she happily carried them away with a smile.

It wasn't until night that Ming Ying trembled all over, watching Xiao Jingze throw a wet artifact onto the bedside and choose another style from the box. She felt deceived: "As a sect master, what's wrong with you that you make... make these kinds of things?"

Xiao Jingze kissed her tears, but his hand gripped her waist, not allowing her to escape, his eyes deepening. "Fulfill my wish, Divine Maiden."

*1v1, SC, HE. Quirky and delicate mortal divine maiden x pampered and unrestrained Artifact Sect genius. Early on, they bicker like elementary schoolers.

*Slightly ensemble cast, with a significant plot proportion. There are many female supporting characters, but no female rivalry; everyone loves the protagonist.

Content tags: Devotion, Fated Match, Heavenly Chosen, Xianxia Cultivation, Eastern Fantasy, Growth.

Ming Ying, Xiao Jingze, Ming Yan, Xiao Qingyi, Song Xijia, Shen Yichuan.

One-sentence summary: Let's work together and burn the marriage contract!

Theme: Contending with Fate.

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Nightingale and God [Reunion After Breakup] Completed

Synopsis: Fake kinship | Reunion after long separation | Reunion after breakup | 6 years older ML | Status difference.

{Tech magnate heroine | Restrained and elegant superior}

On Frost's Descent day, the sky was gray, the wind was harsh, and Ye Yu'ying moved into the Cheng family with her mother. She stood in the corner, covered in the harshness of the weather, deeply aware that she was about to live under another's roof, like a migrating bird out of season with no branch to perch on.

Looking up, in the thin mist of early winter, she saw Cheng Mingdu. The young man was already tall and straight, as clean and elegant as frost. That one glance was so light, so unintentional, yet it lingered in her memories for many years.

Years ago, Cheng Mingdu was the all-round genius of Rongcheng High School, listed on the honor roll, and secretly written into girls' diaries. While Ye Yu'ying, in the alternating light and shadow of the Cheng family, pretended to be well-behaved and sensible, at school she was a fierce and rebellious teenage girl.

One was kept in the light and admired, the other was sharpened into a thorn in the shadows.

Cheng Mingdu had no particular impression of this stepsister. At home, she was quiet and polite, and after school, she sweetly called him "gege," her eyes clean and docile, showing no hint of sharpness. But that evening, he personally witnessed the girl violently beating someone in an alley, leaving them bruised and battered. When she staggered out of the alley, the bloodlust had not yet faded from her expression, but she was hurt more severely than anyone.

Her forehead was scraped, blood dripped down her eyelashes, and under his gaze, she turned her eyes away, looking disheveled and vulnerable. He asked her the reason for the fight, but she bit her lip tightly, saying nothing.

In her ears echoed the taunts from earlier that day: "Ye Yu'ying, you actually harbor feelings for Cheng Mingdu... Isn't he your brother?" He was a snowstorm in her dreams, a riddle of deep winter destined to be unsolved in her youth.

Her life had no retreat. She didn't believe in gods or buddhas, yet she made the most distant wish对着 a dry well: to have Cheng Mingdu. After she came of age, she finally, fueled by alcohol, kissed Cheng Mingdu. His face was stern, and he seized her chin, asking, "Do you know who you're kissing?"

She said, "Of course I know. I've kissed you countless times in my dreams..." Later, on a humid summer night, he leaned in close, his lips almost touching her earlobe. "I heard that wish you made."

That phrase, "I heard it," burned like fire, scorching a vast wilderness in her ear. He didn't know she had already decided to go abroad. On her last night before leaving, he kissed her as usual, gently holding her, his strength restrained, yet carrying a sense of ultimate surrender.

"It's not that I haven't thought about the consequences; I just willingly accept them." Uneasy light flickered in her eyes—a god losing control was never the beginning of a return, but the prelude to a fall. And she was the fuse that ignited the idol, soon to face the fate of immolation.

The next morning, she carried her luggage and boarded a flight to Europe, without alerting anyone. She left quietly and lightly, leaving behind a city in an uproar and utter chaos. Her love was scorching, but not enough to hold the future she desired.

She had approached with all her might, and withdrawn with all her reason, to live her own life. Eight years later, tech magnate Ye Yu'ying returned to China, and they reunited.

[HE, SC, intense push-pull, fostering relationship.] [The male and female leads are not on the same household register; there is no emotional description during the period of their family relation.] [2024.4.15]

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The Flower on the High Mountain Completed

1. Zhou Jun-chang and Xu Li are like isolated stars in the Milky Waykindred spirits yet distinctly different. As things stand, their paths would never cross. Zhou Jun-chang thought this, while Xu Li didn't even consider it.

2. "Zhou, Zhou... Jun-chang..." Xu Li's voice, laced with a hint of drunkenness and hesitation, made his heart tremble. Zhou Jun-chang stood in the darkness, silently watching Xu Li, much like a detective scrutinizing a suspect.

He wanted to decipher what her evasive eyes sought to conceal, what lay within her throbbing heart, and to discern her every expression, every inch of her skin. He wanted to see into her very bones and integrate her into his blood.

3. "Do you think," she began, "there can be two contradictory entities in this world, and their meeting is like a light of mutual salvation, yet also like ash falling to bury hope?"

"How can there be light in two lifeless entities?" he retorted. "There's only ash."

"Have you seen the flower on the mountaintop? It's rootless when there's no wind, swaying precariously when the wind blows, yet it never breaks."

Xu Li thought he wouldn't speak. After a long silence, he finally said, "No, I haven't."

"I want to be that flower, but reality always forces me to bow my head."

4. "Zhou Jun-chang, are you afraid?" The same question, echoing from her lips again, seemed to draw both of them back to that night at the bar. Zhou Jun-chang looked into Xu Li's eyes.

That night, she was powerless and confused. Now, she was stubborn and clear-headed. This story explores themes of personal growth, drama, an ice-cold personality, sharp-tongued wit, eventual redemption, and love that develops over time.

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The Legend of Yu Xuanji Completed

The novel is complete.

14-year-old Xiao Xuanji was still slacking off in the Jiaofang Division (music and entertainment bureau) when she was caught by the great scholar Wen Tingyun for a poem, "Looking up, I idly envy the names on the榜."

The sharp-tongued Teacher Wen immediately assigned an essay on "Willow by the River." The result? Oh, the young girl's literary talent exploded, silencing the entire audience with her retort!

Thus, the style abruptly changed: Teacher Wen and his wife directly initiated a "nurturing program," including buying her freedom, acknowledging her as an adopted daughter, and sending her to their own academy for a full-service education.

She transformed from a courtesan into his only female disciple, yet, amidst the scent of ink, she harbored unspoken feelings.

He taught her to distinguish rubbings and discuss poetry history. She embroidered a sachet for him, hiding the character "Yun" within silver bamboo leaves. But when he chose Xu Sanlang for her, all her hopes were burned away.

On Wangjiang Tower, he wrote "My heart breaks at White Duckweed Isle," each character reflecting her solitary figure leaning on the railing. With resolute courage, she declared that if she didn't wish to marry, she only desired to remain in his mansion, becoming his poetry maid. He replied, "A woman must eventually have a home," but he didn't ask about the home she yearned for – which was always the ever-burning lamp in his study.

With a life of talent and a half-lifetime of wandering, all she sought was the freedom of a "heart like the vast sea," yet she was trapped by love and propriety, becoming the most painful poem in Chang'an City.

This story, set against the backdrop of Tang Dynasty poetic elegance, depicts a woman's unwavering courage and brilliance, unwilling to be defined by her fate.

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