In the fifteenth year of the Chenghua Dynasty, the usurper Ning Chen finally died. The youngest left minister since the founding of the dynasty, his power extended over all the realm, and his methods were as ruthless as his heart. He formed a party around himself in order to extend his private interests, and assassinated loyal ministers who resisted his cause. In the end, a thousand arrows pierced his heart before the royal palace, and he died. ... more>>

At that moment, Emperor Li Wuting was standing before the palace, gazing down at him as if he were nothing more than an ant.

The night after Ning Chen died, Li Wuting reincarnated to the day he took the throne.

In his last life, he put his trust in an obsequious official, causing chaos in his court. This time, he resolved to strangle the problem in the cradle.

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When Ning Rushen transmigrated from the modern era, it was the first year of the Chenghua Dynasty, and the new emperor was ascending to the throne.

In the solemn court, he saw the emperor who had just taken his place walk down the hall until he came to a stop before him. Killing intent surfaced in the depths of his eyes.

Ning Rushen, who had just transmigrated: …What’s wrong?

Seeing a swift slap about to land on him, Ning Rushen suddenly fell to his feet before the eyes of the court! His face was as pale as snow, and the corners of his eyes were red, like a delicate little white flower swaying before the wind.

The officials cried, “Your Majesty, have mercy!”

The new emperor, Li Wuting, who hadn’t even touched him: ???

Ning Rushen wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes and let out a little sob: This official is so weak.

Li Wuting smiled. What a wonderfully obsequious official 🙂

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Afterwards, Li Wuting slowly discovered that this delicate flower was not only fresh, but also rather sweet at its core. <<less

In a modern world where high technology is advanced, the concepts of feng shui and destiny still flourish amidst tall buildings and narrow alleys. There are always those who, while sailing smoothly, suddenly encounter unforeseen changes or suffer from inexplicable disasters.... more>>

Ding! Lin Su opened his phone: You have a new order.

He dismissed the notification, tucked his notebook under his arm, and leisurely stepped outside. Everywhere he looked, the birth dates and times of people were neatly arranged above their heads.

In this vast world, there exists a position called a Fate Immortal.

With a single glance, one can discern good from evil; with a stroke of the pen, one can alter the fate chart.

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Students who play tricks to secure admission slots, young masters who exchange lives to enter wealthy families, stars who steal fortune to seek dazzling careers…

They exhaust all sinister means, using unorthodox methods to snatch lives that do not belong to them.

But they never considered that the destiny could be set right with a mere stroke of the Fate Immortal’s pen.

Lin Su flipped through the fate ledger: Let me see who is causing trouble this time.

[It is recommended to open the author's notes for some key hints and smooth silly skits, doubling the fun.] <<less

Jian Mingzhou graduated from a prestigious university and he also had an outstanding appearance and friendly personality. He appeared perfect with no flaws in the eyes of outsiders.... more>>

But there was one thing no one knew about: He liked to read BL.

After graduating, Jian Mingzhou lived alone and worked as a BL comic editor. Externally, he was a mature adult but in fact, his room was filled with fan-comics.

One day, he received a call from a close friend—-

“My nephew’s training site is near your place. Would he be able to stay at your place for a while?”

Jian Mingzhou, “How old is your nephew?”

“Very big.”

He bent down and slowly hid his giant stash of BL fan-comics.

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The university student who came to stay at his place was called Xie Jing.

He was a sports student, tall and handsome, intelligent, and he also had many friends.

What Jian Mingzhou was most satisfied with was that the other party showed no curiosity towards him.

So he let down his guard and freely pursued his interests.

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At a crowded fanwork exhibition.

Jian Mingzhou had just stepped out of a booth when he ran into Xie Jing, who had been forcibly brought along by his friend.

The fan-comic in his bag was quite eye-catching.

The two of them were silent for several seconds.

Xie Jing, “Uncle.”

Jian Mingzhou calmly interrupted, “Do you know what a proxy is…”

Xie Jing, “The ‘To:’ autograph is about to fall out.”

Jian Mingzhou, “…”

Jian Mingzhou, “Oh, thanks.”

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Xie Jing was good-looking, came from a good family background and seemed to get along with everyone, but in fact, he wasn’t interested in anyone.

This was until he saw Jian Mingzhou, who was six or seven years older than him, trying to appear calm despite his bright red ears.

“Uncle, do you want to read the new BL comic I bought for you?”

Xie Jing hugged him from behind, “Younger top, cohabitation. Don’t you ship this?”

“…I don’t. Get out.” <<less