Some people say that she was a lady in the boudoir, virtuous and dignified. Some people say that when she and he were married, there were ten miles of the red dowry, and envied others. Some people say that he is a merchant on the verge of bankruptcy and needs a virtuous woman to be diligent and frugal.... more>>

Miantang, who recovered her memory, looked at the mandarin duck handkerchief embroidered as a duck in her hand and looked at him who was pretending to beat the abacus on the opposite side. She said helplessly, “Shall we all stop pretending, Prince Regent?” <<less

On the immortal terrace grows a rare tree. Once every five hundred years, it bears a pair of twin fruits—both the reincarnated souls of immortal cultivators too obsessed, too stubborn, too damned to ever rest in peace. ... more>>

Xue Ranran, frail since birth, dragged her ghost of a life into the world of cultivation in the name of survival. Her last-ditch gamble? Apprenticing under Su Yishui—a prodigy cloaked in cold grace, lips sharp as his sword.

From the moment she stepped across the sect’s threshold, the whispers never stopped. Su Yishui’s own master had once been the infamous demoness Mu Qingge—a woman soaked in sin, feared across realms, whose crimes piled so high even the heavens turned away. Two decades ago, Su Yishui led a righteous crusade to wipe her out, slicing his way through blood and betrayal, until the demon who raised him was dust scattered to the wind.

Ranran? She played dumb, kept her head low, and stuffed her belly high. Life was already hell—why chase immortality when a warm meal and a cold drink hit harder?

The sect teemed with beautiful senior brothers, dazzling enough to make her eyes sore. Her master, Su Yishui, may look like a fallen deity—but he wore frost like a second skin.

Beautiful? Yes. Safe? Not at all.

She had half a mind to run before he melted her spine into splinters.

Rumor had it the demoness, Mu Qingge, had spent her twisted life pining for him. Wanted him. Couldn’t have him. But now she’s back—reborn, rebranded, practically dripping virtue—and ready to rekindle that forbidden flame.

Ranran was charmed. Who wouldn’t be? This kind of twisted fairytale love was the stuff of legends. She even prepared a generous red envelope, planning to bless their messy reunion with silver and sarcasm.

Until Su Yishui shoved her against a wall, close enough for his breath to fog up her bones.

She stiffened, heart hammering, but bit back the tremble. “Immortal Master,” she said, voice low but defiant, “please, be loyal. Don’t let your lover down—again.”

But Su Yishui only stared at her like he’d fallen into a dream he couldn’t claw out of. His voice was a broken whisper, soaked in obsession:

“Qingge… how much longer are you going to lie to me?” <<less

A long time ago, two babies were exchanged at birth. Liu Jiang Qing, originally the biological daughter of the Cui family's merchant, was mistakenly raised as the Liu family's noble daughter. However, driven by foolish pride and ambition, she forced herself too hard and ended up in a miserable end, all alone.... more>>

In this new life, she decides to be the generous and carefree daughter: Oh, what? You are the supporting female character?

You want to reclaim your noble birthright as the legitimate daughter of a noble family? Go on, take it back!

Desire my celebrated reputation as a talented woman in the Imperial Capital? Be my guest!

Fancy my promising and handsome husband? Sure, take your time!

What… you even want to foist upon me that sinister and ruthless Rebellious Prince you served in your past life? Hmm… there is really no need to be so courteous…

Brief Introduction: The ancient version of a bad boy second-generation pursuing the top student school beauty, with a face-slapping romantic journey. <<less

The master once said that Cui Xiaoxiao, who has the "Ten Injuries" destiny, was actually very lucky. If she had been born two hundred years earlier, with her extremely yin destiny, she would have become the nemesis of the Demon Sect Lord Wei Jie. If that were the case, the novice Xiaoxiao would have been hunted to the ends of the earth, her bones scattered and ashes dispersed...... more>>

Xiaoxiao secretly exclaimed in relief: Wei Jie was cold and cruel by nature. Fortunately, two hundred years ago, he was killed by his vengeful disciple Qin Lingxiao. This demon is gone from the world! Only his evil reputation remains stinking for eternity.

Later, Cui Xiaoxiao accidentally time-traveled back two hundred years and took on a handsome and unrestrained young man as her disciple.

Cui Xiaoxiao was very gratified, secretly praying to her master's spirit: Our Lingshan Talisman Sect has finally branched out and spread! I will definitely cultivate my disciple into a talent!

After praying, she turned to her tall and mighty disciple, smiling and asking, "Disciple, I forgot to ask earlier, what is your surname?"

The disciple looked at his master's bright eyes and slowly said, "My surname is Wei, Wei Jie..."

Short introduction: The wrong time, the right person...

Female lead: Accidentally took the Demon Lord ancestor as a disciple, leading him down the path of demonic cultivation in her bitter life.

Male lead: Accidentally took on an adorable master, living a blessed life receiving her loving smiles every day. <<less