Latest Seduction Novel

Completed Novel 【Not a strong female lead romance! Emotion-focused + Reborn + Forced appropriation + Extreme push-pull + Bittersweet + Love after sleep + 1v1 + Both pure + Anti-feudal oppression of women】Intentional seduction X conscious decline.

Reborn and immediately drowned in a urine bucket - a disastrous beginning. Under the four great pressures of traditional son-preference ideology, a feudal society where law doesn't reach the countryside, and the clan system that eats up orphaned families, Li Que counterattacks in desperate circumstances.

She achieves financial freedom and ensures her family is well-fed and clothed.

Encountering the Northern Yan Prince's heir Xiao Cong, who saw her as his plaything and offered her the position of a noble concubine as supreme favor, she firmly chose 'not to be a concubine,' played along with him hypocritically, and after extremely using him, withdrew completely at sixteen.

While fleeing south, she met Zhou Jin, the third legitimate son of the Zhou family, masters of the world's grain transport soldiers. Having no choice, she entered the situation herself, deliberately seduced him, deceived his feelings, all just to gain half a step advantage over heaven.

Zhou Jin's requirements for a woman: clean background + beautiful as a flower + well-proportioned figure + understanding etiquette and propriety + no purposeful flattery toward him.

Li Que entered his eyes just when he happened to be interested.

But she was unwilling.

Zhou Jin: 'I'll let you climb high, and you'll climb whether you want to or not!'

He stood high above, forcefully taking from her, without rules or face, figuring out her background.

He watched with amusement as she used the tricks she used on Xiao Cong on himself, and making her face reality just when she thought she was about to successfully escape.

Later, he fell deeply in love with his golden canary and willingly stepped back for her time and again.

Xiao Cong went to great lengths to find his escaped plaything, only to discover that someone had brought his carefully cultivated golden canary back home, cage and all.

He laughed with anger: 'Uncle, taking what another loves is not what a gentleman does, please return my beloved concubine to me.'

The one who falls in love first loses

Palace intrigue, push-and-pull, seduction for ascension, falling deeper step-by-step, exclusive favor in later stages. Aware of one's own love, high-ranking person bows for love.

Pei Tingyue transmigrated into a book. She became a cannon fodder palace consort in "Power Over the Palace". In the original book, she was simple-minded and easy to control, a shield pushed out by Emperor Xie Chen for his "beloved concubine". This false favor stirred the jealousy of the entire palace, and the empresses and concubines pressed her step by step, vying to harm her. Finally, this shield of hers met a tragic end, dying in the cold palace.

Pei Tingyue, who had transmigrated, raised an eyebrow and smiled softly. Since she was here, she would scheme. She not only wanted to rewrite her tragic fate of death, but she also intended to ascend this magnificent golden palace step by step.

*The initially cold emperor: "She's nothing more than a rather attractive chess piece."The gradually falling emperor: "She's a bit cute."The later deeply enamored emperor: "The position of empress is yours. How about you like me a little more?"

At their first meeting, Sang Wan took one look at Lu Tingzhou and was immediately drawn to him. At their next meeting, she approached him with a purpose, deliberately teasing and provoking him. Someone once asked Lu Tingzhou, "Isn't that Sang Wan? Are you truly not tempted?" Lu Tingzhou, with one hand in his pocket, took a deep drag from his cigarette, his eyes behind his glasses deep and complex. Yet, the words he spoke were frivolous and uncaring: "Tempted? How am I tempted?"

Not long after, at a charity gala, someone saw Lu Tingzhou cornering her, his thin lips pressed against Sang Wan's nose. His large hand caressed Sang Wan's waist, pulling her tightly against him, while his other hand slowly slid down her thigh. A smile played on his lips as he asked, "Didn't you want to 'fish' for me? Why aren't you 'fishing' anymore?" Sang Wan raised a hand to hook his chin, her eyes subtly lifting, "The ice is too thick; I can't cast my hook." Lu Tingzhou leaned in close to her lips, their touch almost imperceptible, his voice hoarse, "Try casting your hook again."

After Ning Jia and her best friend finished mocking a novel set in the 1970s, fate played a cruel trick — they both found themselves transported into the very story they had ridiculed. Worse still, they had become bitter rival sisters-in-law, forced to live under the same roof.

Her best friend was now the substitute for her husband’s unattainable first love, struggling through nights of endless indulgence and emotional exhaustion. Ning Jia, on the other hand, became the pitifully devoted wife, waiting alone in an empty room for a man who barely acknowledged her existence. Cold, hungry, and at the mercy of a tyrannical mother-in-law — life had become unbearable.

Best friend: “Shall we divorce?”

Ning Jia: “Yes! If you go, I’ll go too!”

Divorce sounded easy, but without money, escape was impossible. If they couldn’t leave, then they would rise — and fight.

Though they seemed at odds in public, clashing at every encounter, behind closed doors, they were a formidable alliance — united in purpose and unstoppable in action.

Mother-in-law troubles? Merely a minor inconvenience. Together, the two of them proved invincible, rendering their venomous elder powerless.

Poverty and hunger? Unthinkable. Gifted with ingenuity and drive, they quickly turned their fortunes around, with meat on every table and money flowing faster than they could count.

And as for that man—Tall, powerfully built, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, he was undeniably attractive. But hadn’t he always treated her with cold indifference? So then why, now, was he so wild and possessive, kissing her until she cried, clinging to her night after night in obsessive passion?

Ning Jia could no longer take it: “I want a divorce!”

But Li Yao held onto the hem of her clothes and said coldly, “Divorce? After two children, where exactly do you think you’re going?”