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Li Rong married Pei Wenxuan at the age of 18.

Li Rong used Pei Wenxuan’s family background to avoid disaster, and Pei Wenxuan used Li Rong’s identity as Princess to establish himself.

They married for political reasons, without the slightest bit of affection.

Later on, she lost herself in the midst of wine, song and dance. As for him, he had a home yet did not bother coming home because he already had someone in his heart…

Husband and wife for 30 years, yet nothing between them but power.

In the end, it was hardly surprising that someone turned them against each other, leading them to die under each other’s schemes.

However, when they woke up, they had actually returned to the year when they were 18 years old, returning to the most difficult time in their lives.

So Pei Wenxuan went to look for Li Rong.

“Does Your Highness feel that we should go through this marriage again?”

“Let’s do it…”

“Then this humble one must get rid of your ‘Guest Official’ first.”

“Do you think I’ll let your sweetheart off?!”

After a long wordless silence, Pei Wenxuan spoke again: “How about we bear with one another for the time being? In two years, when we each have power in our hands, you and I will divorce. From then on, if there are grievances, settle those grievances, if there are grudges, settle those grudges. What does the Princess think?”

Li Rong hesitated for a moment, and then said: “Fine, go ahead with it first…”

Later, Pei Wenxuan and Li Rong secured the power to control the Imperial Court. Seeing Li Rong write up the divorce letter at home, Pei Wenxuan looked left and right, considering the situation from all angles, then finally walked into the study. “The children are already this old, how about we keep living like this for a while?”

Yaoying transmigrated into a novel.

In the chaotic and troubled times, many nations were at war. Her father happened to be the most powerful of those vying for supremacy, her brother turning out to be the male lead that finally dominated the Central Plains.

As the male lead’s younger sister, Yaoying was ready to accept this benefit that came without her having to lift a finger.

But it turned out that the male lead hated her to the bone, going as far as to have her marry the sixty-year-old grassland tribal chief in place of the female lead.

Yaoying was forced to marry. Wolves in front, tigers in the back—beasts surrounding her—all coveting the lovely-as-a-flower Chinese princess.

At the moment of crisis, the novel’s young and legendary lord who was destined to die young passed through with his troops.

To escape from their clutches, the trembling Yaoying pointed at the sickly lord: This princess fell in love with you at first sight. If you won’t marry, I’ll seek you out with a dowry!

The lord’s subordinates paled with alarm: Princess mustn’t speak so casually! Our king is a monk, a noble-blooded Buddha’s son!

Yaoying, with a face full of grievances: This princess doesn’t disdain that you’re a monk. In life, I am your person; in death, I am your ghost!

Monk: ….

From then on, the tale of the Buddha’s son and the Chinese princess began to circulate through the grasslands.

Monk whose reputation couldn’t be cleared even if he plunged into the Yellow River: ….

Note : The title refers to an expression that for friends, family, and lovers separated far away, moonlit nights would make them miss each other more.

The ancient saying goes: Most generals come from Guan Xi, while ministers come from Guan Dong.

He Yan was born to be a Star General.

She was merely a stepping stone for her family, and was used as her brother’s substitute. She had fought on the battlefields for years, bringing peace to Xi Qiang, stopping the barbarians… When her brother recovered, she gave up her position with great laurels brought to her name. Without further ado, she was married off.

During her married life, she was forsaken by her husband and even suffered from a strange illness, thereby losing her eyesight…

The young and pretty concubine stood in front of her, speaking softly: “The decoction you drank that made you blind was instructed by the elders of your family. As you know, the dead tell no tales. If you lived, you would be your family’s greatest threat!”

A great general of her time, the heroine of the country, died pitifully in the hands of those shameless women, who only knew to fight for a man’s favor… How absurd!

When she opened her eyes again, she had become the drill fields officer’s daughter, who was weak and arrogant, innocent and naive.

They had stolen her glory, taken her life, lead her army and betrayed her feelings! She had crawled back from the depths of hell and would take back everything she had lost, one by one.

Bring the world under her feet and with her beauty and nobility, overwhelm the nine prefectures!

But would she get out easily once she entered the barracks?

Hardly did she begin her adventures when He Yan met her arch-enemy of the previous lifetime, that young hunk whose “enemies would retreat as soon as he attacked”.

The chic and cool female general versus the handsome and ravenous young man. Two efficient generals team up to conquer the world!

After her parents passed away, Fan Changyu faced a string of hardships—her childhood sweetheart broke off their engagement, greedy relatives wanted to seize her inheritance, and with a five-year-old sister to care for, she decided to take a husband in name only.

Her plan centered on a man she had saved: wounded, with nothing to his name but a strikingly handsome face. They quickly reached an agreement: she would take him in to recover, and he would pretend to marry her, helping her hold on to her family assets.

Once the family business was secure, Fan Changyu prepared to write the divorce agreement, as promised. However, a war erupted, and soldiers were recruited; her “husband” was conscripted and vanished without a trace.

The next time she saw him, he was drenched in blood, lying in a wounded soldiers’ tent. His handsome face was smeared with blood, while his simple soldier’s uniform was torn to shreds. Seeing the hardship he had endured, Fan Changyu’s eyes reddened with tears.

“Don’t be a soldier anymore,” she whispered, her voice choked. “Come back. I’ll slaughter pigs to support you.”

He barely opened his eyes, coughing up blood. “You… wanted a divorce…”

Her eyes filled with tears. “No divorce, no divorce!”

[Mini Theater]

Xie Zheng, the Marquis of Wu’an, became renowned at a young age, his achievements in battle granting him the title of marquis before he even turned twenty. His methods in military command were famously strict and ruthless, making him unmatched across the entire Dayin dynasty.

Recently, however, the soldiers noticed something peculiar about their marquis. He no longer resided in his spacious command tent, preferring instead to squeeze into the cramped and shabby tent designated for the wounded.

Though he’d taken a serious injury—a wound deep enough to bleed through his armor—under normal circumstances, he’d be back on his feet within a couple of days. Yet this time, he’d been lying there for over ten days with no sign of improvement.

The camp’s grizzled strategist clicked his tongue after visiting him. “Hmph. If someone is by your side to wipe your brow and feed you medicine, of course the wound takes longer to heal!”

It wasn’t until the marquis’s mysterious wife—who had never shown herself before—snuck into the barracks, wearing her husband’s tattered soldier’s uniform, and took his place on the front lines, fearing her “delicate, sickly husband” might die on the battlefield. Only then did the “gravely wounded” marquis leap up from his bed in shock, hastily don his armor, and rush to chase after her.

As the blood-red sun set, a lone goose cried across the vast sky.

With a butcher knife in hand, Fan Changyu hacked off the enemy general’s head and squinted toward the distant friendly troops kicking up clouds of yellow dust as they approached. She pulled over a nearby soldier and asked, “The one charging at the front, wearing that bright armor with the Qilin shoulder guards and riding that big horse… why does he look a bit like my husband?”

The soldier: …Isn’t it possible that he actually is?

Naive but fierce Little Sunshine (Female Lead) vs. “That woman is so crude” to “Why doesn’t that woman like me?” Marquis Xie (Male Lead)

1V1, sweet romance

After a week of continuous overtime, Lu Fangchi found an unwelcome guest squatting at his doorstep—one night, it was his archenemy, Zhou Zheng.

Already annoyed from work, he had no desire to deal with him.

But unexpectedly, Zhou Zheng had undergone a complete 180-degree change in attitude. Not only had he lost his memory, but he had also transformed his personality, becoming a lovable puppy who constantly acted cute and coquettish, shamelessly moving into Lu Fangchi’s home.

Eventually, on a dark and windy night, during his vulnerable period, Lu Fangchi was completely taken over by Zhou Zheng.

And then, he ran away!

Tips:

Double A, Zhou Zheng (Top) x Lu Fangchi (Bottom)

Loyal and Arrogant Doggo (1) vs. Cool and Restrained Beauty (0)

Sweet, with a Hint of Sourness

Age Difference, Three Years Younger

【First Simulation: You are transported to a world of cultivation】

【You become a refugee fleeing famine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】

【You rely on each other, becoming each other’s support】

【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl’s eyes fades】

…

【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】

【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】

【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】

【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】

…

One simulation after another, one encounter after another.

Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: “Wait, you said you’re coming to the real world to find me?”

As the title suggests, my roommate is 185 centimeters tall and has just gotten out of the military; I am a shut-in and completely useless in combat.

I wrote him into a story as a Strong Bottom, and without any restraint, I described various unspeakable acts between us—And I used numerous unspeakable methods to describe these acts many times. Now my roommate looks at me with an extremely strange expression.

I sincerely seek solutions. Those who have good news to share, please don’t reply. Thank you!

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Ning Wenru is a male danmei writer on Jiangjiang, who has always been secretly sneaking away to write while hiding from his roommates. One day, a burly ex-soldier moves into the dormitory. This new roommate’s name happens to be Pang Zaiyuan, exactly the same as the strong bottom in Ning Wenru’s pen! Paper can’t cover fire, and Pang Zaiyuan unexpectedly discovers the identically named danmei novel that Ning Wenru wrote… This text is light and humorous, with a compact plot, smooth writing, and an interesting story. After roommate Pang Zaiyuan discovers the danmei story with his name written by Ning Wenru, the development of Ning Wenru and roommate Pang Zaiyuan is greatly anticipated. It’s a delightful and enjoyable, worth-reading cute story.

“Chu Yin was born into a prestigious family, blessed with both beauty and intelligence. At seventeen, she was appointed as the Crown Princess, and by twenty-four, she ascended to the position of Empress, a paragon of motherhood for the entire realm.

Her life seemed perfect.

Yet, it was at the age of twenty-four, on a day in early winter, that her life tragically froze in time.

After her death, her spirit lingered long in the imperial city. She saw her children crying out for their mother, witnessed the deep, bone-deep love of her stern husband, and observed the great changes sweeping through the kingdom of Dayue. She saw her son’s throne usurped and her family imprisoned.

Filled with indignation, Chu Yin was miraculously revived. Awakening, she found herself back at the age of twenty-one. In this life, she thought, she wanted to live longer, to achieve a truly flawless perfection in her life!

Lu Jingzhuo, the crown prince, noticed that his wife had been acting strangely, seemingly trying to seduce him at every turn. Given their usual rationality and lack of deep romantic entanglement, he wondered… perhaps she simply wanted another child?

Chu Yin: ???

A sweet and light-hearted imperial romance, focusing on joy and ease.”

【Fake history, don’t take it seriously. 】

That year, Duke Wei returned to the capital from his northern patrol and brought back tens of thousands of captives.

In the rusty iron cage filled with stains, the Ninth Prince Zhou Huaiyan saw the little foreigner for the first time.

Black curly hair, pale green eyes, and scars of wounds strung together like beads. Although he was extremely afraid, he still bared his fangs fiercely.

His appearance looked very much like the long-haired cat he once had.

On a whim, Zhou Huaiyan took the person in, brought him back, washed him clean, and kept him by his side to admire his beauty.

The young man gently caressed his beautiful green eyes,

“From now on, you’ll be called Ah Fei.”

But no one expected that many years later, Ah Fei would become the only king of a different surname in the Zhou Dynasty, with great and impressive military exploits, shocking the land under heaven.

At that time, the emperor was old, sick, and weak, and his princes suddenly died one after another.

The king with a different surname seemed to have the intention of usurping the throne, leaving everyone’s hearts in the royal court and the court of law panicking.

The imprisoned Zhou Huaiyan sighed——

The unscrupulous indulgence of his youth has now become the most shameful past for this God of War.

Maybe he will be the one who dies the most tragically among the princes.

But in the end, Zhou Huaiyan didn’t expect that the ice-cold blade he had been waiting for did not come, rather, it was the imperial jade seal with all the bloodstains washed away.

“Master……”

The tall and beautiful foreign man crawled at his feet, looking as obedient and attached as a cat.

“Touch this s*ave, please…”

——

Everyone in the court and the commons knows that the king with a different surname who is now in power was just a lowly s*ave for Zhou Huaiyan to play with.

“So this is how you take revenge on me,”

The young man in the golden cage raised his head and gazed at the foreign man’s bulging belly with complicated eyes.

“By locking me up just to get you pregnant?”

【Sensitive • Extremely low self-esteem • Full force value • Curly-haired cat shou】

【Salted fish • Lordly, Luxury-loving, loose-living, and idle • Cat owner • Full beauty value • Little sweetheart gong】

【Mine clearance: Shou is an inter**x, mpreg, the initial favorability of the gong is 100%, and the gong is a modern man who has transmigrated through time】

Content tags: mpreg, court officials, soft spot, royal court, relaxing

One-sentence introduction: Peerless beauty gong

Zerg Race Genre

Setting: More Females than Males

Qin Fei: “……”

Xi Yuan kneels on one knee: “What orders do you have, my Lord?”

Qin Fei rubs his forehead: “Get up!” Can you speak properly?

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