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CN (4.5)
42 Chapters Every 9.3 Day(s) 200 Readers 0 Reviews 02-23-2025
-Fallen Noble Lady X Deceased Young General-... more>>
From a privileged youth of the Five Tombs to a traitorous villain, Xu Hexue's life was filled with countless sins.
Even fifteen years after his conviction and death, people in the markets of the Great Qi still spoke of his past deeds, spitting on his wickedness.
Ni Su never imagined that fifteen years after Xu Hexue's death, she would encounter him in the vast snowy wilderness.
He wasn't the terrifying monster of legend, nor was he a giant with a green face and fangs.
He wore the black cloak she had just burned to ashes, carrying a lone lamp. The wind didn't stir his clothes, the snow didn't settle on his shoulders. Barefoot, he walked up to her and asked, "Who are you?"
Ni Su regretted it countless times. If she had known that the cloak was for Xu Hexue, she would never have lit that fire.
But later, when her brother went missing, her land was seized, and Ni Su fell into ruin, at her most desperate and vulnerable, the only one by her side was the ghost of Xu Hexue.
He accompanied her as she gritted her teeth and rose from the mud, straightened her back, searched for her brother, and sought justice.
He accompanied her through rain and snow, winter and spring.
When Ni Su's wishes were fulfilled and the day came for her to part ways with Xu Hexue, she was dressed in a wedding gown, about to marry a suitor of good family, appearance, and demeanor.
However, that night, the ghost of Xu Hexue sat in the frost-covered shade of a tree and saw the girl in red, her arms full of incense candles, running towards him without fear of the wind and snow.
"Not getting married after all?"
"I am."
Xu Hexue clenched his jaw and turned his head, unwilling to speak to her further.
Yet, the girl beneath the tree looked up at him, her temples covered in melting snow. "Xu Hexue, I have many incense candles. I can sustain you for a long time. I'm not afraid of the difference between humans and ghosts. Can we just stay like this, forever?"
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Summoning your soul with winter clothes, stay with me forever.
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This is a redemption story.
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CN (3)
7 Chapters Every 31 Day(s) 59 Readers 0 Reviews 02-01-2025
"Heartlessly, she tried in vain to seduce him into destroying his cultivation."... more>>
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“I heard Lin-niang, the young daughter from the Zhao family, had her heart ripped out by something, then tossed in the river to die.”
“Who said that? She’s not dead!”
“Her heart was ripped out, how could she not be dead?”
Not only was Lin-niang still alive, her personality had changed drastically. Dressing in vibrant reds and greens, she wandered along the banks of the black river day and night.
People said she was possessed, that she had lost her soul.
On a foggy and rainy day, a cleanly dressed, elegant-looking young cultivator came to the village to offer free medical consultations.
A few villagers helped the Zhao couple to bring Lin-niang to the cultivator’s bench.
Beyond the eaves, the raindrops pitter-pattered on the ground. The cultivator reached out to remove the talisman on her forehead and asked her: “What is your name?”
She recalled that when she was napping at the bottom of the black river, she heard a scholar reciting this poem —
“The divine pill stops Heng’e* from aging, desperate for a way to preserve beauty.”
She didn’t know what it meant.
But she smiled slowly. “My name is Ah Heng”
She was not Lin-niang, but a naturally-formed evil spirit.
Ah Heng wanted this mortal cultivator’s heart, to fill the hole in the chest of her new body.
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Cheng Jing Zhu was a student of the Palace of Pure Amethyst Clouds. Shouldering the heavy responsibility of the Hall of Medicine, he ventured out into the world to alleviate mortal suffering for the first time. Then, he met Ah Heng.
Dressed in bright red and green, she was forcefully brought to his bench. She smiled innocently at him. Ever since then, she constantly revolved around him.
Everyone said that Ah Heng was pitiful for falling in love with a cultivator.
No, she was not pitiful at all.
Cheng Jing Zhu knew that, hidden underneath her human skin, was the root of an evil spirit.
"I love her.
I know she wants my heart.
But I — will never give it to her."
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The gods are faceless. All rules come from the heart.
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*T/N Heng’e = Chang’e
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CN (4.4)
113 Chapters Every 11.1 Day(s) 789 Readers 8 Reviews 01-26-2025
Xie Tao got a boyfriend.... more>>
They have never met.
He would send her many things, snacks she had never eaten before, expensive-looking gold and silver jewelry, wine brewed from the first snow, tea boiled with plum blossom dew, and books of strange tales she had never read.
She could imagine what his life must be like, as poetic and picturesque as an ancient painting.
Because of him, Xie Tao's life fundamentally changed. She no longer had to work several jobs because he didn't allow it.
Her life was no longer strained because he always sent her real gold and silver.
But she didn't know that every WeChat message she sent him was transformed into a sealed letter and sent to another time and space.
There, it was a chaotic era of changing dynasties.
The man she fell in love with was the most stunning blank space in this world.
One day, Xie Tao mustered the courage to video call her boyfriend.
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My boyfriend is so handsome, wah wah wah!
His eyes are so beautiful! His eyelashes are so long! His skin is so fair!
But wait? Why is he wearing ancient robes and sporting an ancient hairstyle?!
At that moment, the young nobleman in her phone screen, dressed in bright brocade, wearing a gold crown and jade belt, with long, dark hair, had eyes like amber and a gentle smile, calling her "Tao Tao."
---Modern, soft, poor girl with no money X Ancient, smart, rich, and powerful national advisor
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CN (3.8)
1 Chapters Every 215 Day(s) 123 Readers 0 Reviews 11-15-2024
- Innocent and World-Weary Little Princess X Arrogant and Unrestrained Young Assassin -... more>>
Shang Rong was born as the legitimate daughter of the Rong Prince's household. At her birth, strange phenomena filled the sky, and at the age of one, she was brought to the imperial palace and given the title of "Princess Mingyue."
In the thirty-first year of Emperor Chunsheng’s reign, the emperor's convoy journeyed southward, only to be ambushed by rebel forces, leaving the accompanying Princess Mingyue stranded in the southern province.
On that day, Shang Rong encountered a young man dressed in black in the snow. He held a blood-stained sword, with snow scattered across his shoulders, and his naturally clear, smiling eyes were remarkably beautiful.
The young man bit open the cork of his wine flask as he was about to pass by her but noticed her gazing longingly at his flask.
“Are you very thirsty?” he asked.
Shang Rong nodded.
The young man, his eyes curving with a grin, pointed his blood-stained sword toward the vast expanse of white snow. “Why not take a bite of snow?”
The delicate princess shook her head firmly. “It’s dirty.”
Amused, as if he had heard a joke, he asked, “So, you’re not bothered by *my* dirtiness?”
In the next instant, he pressed the wine flask to her lips, forcing her to take a gulp of strong liquor, satisfied as he watched her cough and blush furiously. His smile was both bold and wicked.
After he took her in, Shang Rong learned that he was an assassin. Every day, he killed people.
But after he found her, he gained a new task—taking care of her.
Her clothes had to be beautiful, her shoes embroidered and beaded. Her meals always had to include meat, and her hair, of course, had to be brushed by him.
One day, the young man, exhausted from a night of killing and barely rested for an hour, was yawning as he combed her hair. “You’re really a lot of trouble.”
His voice was slightly muffled.
“I’m sorry,” Shang Rong apologized sincerely.
“No problem.” With her looking up at him, he suddenly averted his face.
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“I must hold this sword firmly, —only then dare I ascend Yaotai to embrace the bright moon.”
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Reading Tips:
This story has a sweet and sour flavor, with mutual redemption themes.
The male lead saves the female lead not because she’s beautiful or because the author forced him to; he has his reasons, which have been clearly written in the main text.
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