After Faking My Death, My Ex-Husband's Brother Went Crazy First

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On the eve of faking my death, my ex-husband's brother begged me to love him.

1.

"A-Yao... I look so much like my brother, so love me too."

Under the moonlight, the man grabbed her wrist and pinned her against the wooden door. His fox-like eyes shimmered with watery light, seductive, his words brazen—

"My taste must be much better than my brother's."

2.

Ming Yao was the wedded wife of Xuan Hui, the Immortal Lord of Xuan Hui Immortal Mountain. She was as beautiful as a flower, but her personality was timid and cowardly.

People on the immortal mountain didn't say it outright, but they all felt she wasn't worthy of Xuan Hui Immortal Lord, who could break ten thousand laws with one sword.

So when Xuan Hui proposed divorce to Ming Yao, everyone on the immortal mountain agreed.

But the happiest among them was Ming Yao. After being a cannon fodder female supporting character in the novel world for so many years, she finally made it to the end of her shift. Once the divorce papers were in hand, she could quickly fake her death and log off to go home.

But unexpectedly, on the eve of faking her death, her husband's younger brother Xuan Xiu came to her. He shed his usual upright and gentle demeanor, his eyes flowing with light, long lashes trembling lightly, begging her to love him.

Fortunately, Ming Yao's will was firm. Men were tempting, but they couldn't stop her from going home.

Thus, on the morning of the second day after Xuan Xiu confessed his feelings, he saw Ming Yao's corpse.

In an instant, it was like falling into an ice cave, heart demons surging.

3.

Rainy nights, snowy days, sunny weather—dying and reviving again.

Such days were as commonplace as breathing for Xuan Xiu, until he saw Ming Yao's corpse—

Icy cold, devoid of life, and by her side was only the divorce paper from his brother.

She died because of it.

He could have pretended to be his brother to accompany her.

But she didn't want him.

She preferred death over a fake.

To the point that now he didn't even have the qualification to mourn her. Nameless and without status, completely unrelated to her.

Dense, unfamiliar emotions began to surge, jealousy and malice born from nowhere forcing his head to ache to the point of splitting, nearly driving him mad.

"A-Yao." He gently picked up her cold corpse, his immortal power collapsing within him. He leaned against her cheek, his voice tender and lingering: "You shouldn't have given me charity."

……

Many years later, when Ming Yao recalled this, she couldn't help but ask Xuan Xiu: "When I 'died' back then, why didn't you kill Xuan Hui and send him to me? After all, at that time he was my true love."

The smile on Xuan Xiu's face paused, and he didn't reply.

That night, Ming Yao was exhausted both mentally and physically.

And Immortal Lord Miao Miao remained gentle and soft, carefully helping her dress, then looked at her with a half-smile: "You wish."

Xuan Xiu = Chu Miao Miao / Immortal Lord Miao Miao

Reading reminders:

1. Before the female lead and the second male lead divorce, there are no romantic feelings between the male and female leads; the female lead just wants to go home. The male lead only falls for her after she fakes her death. Yeah, just like falling for someone and then that person is gone, then going completely crazy.

2. Not a strong female lead story.

3. A simple little story leaning more towards emotional flow.

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"The Villain Winked at Me Before Dying"

"On the 500th year after I personally executed the villain little junior brother, I discovered that he seemed... maybe... to like me."

1.

Ran Tang cultivated for eight hundred years and finally got the chance to ascend.

But under the Heart Questioning Thunder, the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao said that five hundred years ago, she killed someone who truly cared for her, and those who betray true feelings cannot ascend.

She thought for a long time and finally remembered that yes, five hundred years ago, she did kill someone.

However—

"This person was my sect's little junior brother, with a perverse and cunning temperament, falsely kind, greedily insatiable, nearly causing the sect to collapse and rivers of blood. I killed him without regret."

Ran Tang still remembered that this little junior brother had done all kinds of evil, and before dying, not only did he show no remorse, but he raised his brow and curled his lips, provoking her arrogantly.

"Oh?"

The embodiment of the Heavenly Dao waved his sleeve and brought her back to the moment five hundred years ago when the little junior brother died.

At that time, she expressionlessly thrust the sword blade into the little junior brother's heart.

"Senior sister." The little junior brother opened his mouth and spat out fresh blood, his voice sticky and muffled from the blood in his mouth, carrying a bit of sweetness, "This sword stabs so painfully."

As he said this, the hand hidden in his sleeve moved slightly.

Ran Tang watched coldly. Hmph, honey-mouthed with a sword in the belly, showing weakness first then looking for a chance to counter-kill. She was right not to have forgotten.

Another swift sword.

The little junior brother's face instantly lost all color, pale as wax paper.

"But what to do, I seem to like senior sister more and more."

The words from five hundred years ago that she hadn't heard clearly entered her ears.

After saying that, the little junior brother slightly curved his lips, his eyes bending into new moons, gently blinking at her before taking his last breath.

Wait, he—winked at her??

Ran Tang was very shocked.

Before she could recover, the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao kicked her back to eight hundred years ago, to the time when she and the little junior brother entered the immortal mountain together.

The young her was far from the steady composure of eight hundred years later. Seeing the master, she panicked in her salute, stumbled, and thudded her head loudly.

"Pfft." A light laugh.

She looked up and saw again this little junior brother who would die under her sword three hundred years later for his evil deeds.

2.

Shang Yu felt like he had fallen for a blind person.

He wore a snow-cyan round-collar narrow-sleeve robe custom-made from Yu Yi Pavilion eighty miles from the immortal mountain, thinking that any woman with normal aesthetics would look at him twice because of his appearance.

But after squatting for three hours and finally waiting for Ran Tang, not only did Ran Tang not glance at him more, she went to pet the new spiritual pet bought by the second senior brother.

Hah, what's so good about petting a beast.

The next day.

On the way back after Ran Tang finished sword practice, she found a snow-white little dog squatting in the middle of the road, even cuter than the one from the second senior brother yesterday. Seeing her look, it rolled over and exposed its snow-white belly to her.

She happily went forward, squatted down, reached out... After a few breaths, she frowned.

"Shang Yu, are you sick? Why eat a transformation pill to turn into a dog."

Content tags: Supernatural and Mystical, Eastern Fantasy, Beautiful Strong and Miserable, HE, Redemption

Ming Yao / Xuan Xiu / Chu Miao Miao

One-sentence summary: On the eve of faking my death, my ex-husband's brother begged me to love him

Theme: When the flower is in bloom, one must boldly pluck it