Four hearts. One party. Infinite regrets. Jiang Xiao Shuai has loved Guo Cheng Yu in silence. Guo Chengyu still aches for Wu Suo Wei. Wu Suo Wei is trying to hold onto Chi Cheng-but cracks are showing. When all four collide at a party, secrets unravel, confessions ignite, and no one leaves untouched. In a night of champagne and shattered truths, who will choose love-and who will walk away?

**Bound to the Doting Wife System: A Qing Dynasty Transmigration** Mallow was a lily-of-the-valley spirit who had taken human form. Delicate as snowflakes with intoxicating sweetness, her innocent appearance belied the deadly poison coursing through her veins. When her cultivation hit a plateau, the naive Doting Wife System accidentally bound itself to this venomous beauty, too dazzled by her ethereal looks to run proper compatibility checks. The seemingly fragile flower spirit smiled faintly at the words "Doting Wife". Though initially planning to destroy the impudent system, she reconsidered upon learning it could harvest imperial dragon qi across timelines - the perfect cultivation boost. *If pretending to be a devoted wife achieves my goals... why not?* --- **[World 1] The Widowed Blossom × The Schemed Emperor** *Newly widowed Guo Luoluo (Mallow) vs Lust-blinded Young Kangxi* The Guo Luoluo clan faced a crisis - two young widows in one year had tainted their daughters' marriage prospects with cursed "husband-killer" whispers. As Emperor Kangxi visited their estate, the clan schemed to offer their most beautiful widow, Mallow. But she carried her late husband's child and refused abortion, forcing them to present her less stunning cousin instead. The Emperor saw through their ploy yet intended to play along... until he glimpsed Mallow mourning at a distance. Obsession ignited, but how could he claim a pregnant woman still devoted to her dead spouse? ---

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When Shen Yao woke up, she was horrified to find that she was dressed as a cannon fodder female supporting role in a chronology. Facing the covetous heroine of the era, Shen Yao didn't want to fall into the book's ruined reputation, betrayal of relatives, and miserable ending in her later years, so she hugged her savior's thick thigh without hesitation. Who would have thought that a man would be so careless to flirt, and even flirt with her so that she would agree with him with his body! Shen Yao was intimidated: what was agreed to be cold and abstinent... --Gu Zeming, the cold-faced Hades in the eyes of the recruits, the prince who was sent down from the compound, cold and abstinent, not close to women, is the most difficult high mountain in the regiment to take off flower. Later, rumors spread wildly in the group that it turns out that the prince can also pick up girls. In the evening in the small woods, someone saw him blocking the soft and soft young educated youth under the tree, and he didn't let go even when she cried, biting her lip and said in a hoarse voice: "Honey, I'm going crazy!" ..." NOTE- Not My Story Posted for Offline Reading MTL

When Mi Wu returned from the countryside to the Marquis's residence, everyone mocked her. They said she was shameless, too seductive, unfit for the palace, and destined for failure. But she was chosen. Very soon she became the emperor's closest companion, the woman he could not leave for even a night. They laughed that she had no title, that she was nothing but a passing toy. Surely he would grow tired of her. Yet the emperor's desire only deepened. Even the sixth prince Cui Shu, the most trusted of all, was expelled for daring to cross her. When Cui Shu later seized the throne, the world was certain Mi Wu's end had come. But one decree shattered every doubt. Cui Shu named her empress. The court was left stunned, unable to speak. --- The first time Cui Shu saw her, she was punishing servants-wild, defiant, untamed. The second time, she danced under the moon-soft, dazzling, almost unreal. The third time, she rested on his lap-pitiful, tender, begging for care. Mi Wu was temptation itself, beauty laced with danger. Cui Shu knew her heart held schemes, yet he was drawn closer, consumed by her. He vowed to make her his, but after she used him, she turned away and became the emperor's favorite instead. Her beauty was no longer a gift. It became knives, piercing deeper and deeper into Cui Shu's heart. (Scheming Beauty × Possessive Male Lead) Warnings: 1. The heroine is beautiful, but ruthless. 2. This is not a "revenge face-slapping" story. The focus is on romance, intrigue, and scheming. 3. Set in a fictional world. Neither main character is kind or innocent.

Title: The Adorable Prince's Cold Rebellion Synopsis: A modern-day cold and calculating genius transmigrates into the body of a 6-year-old prince despised by the royal family. The original prince was weak, timid, and always sought his family's approval, only to be ignored and mistreated. However, after the transmigration, the new Prince Rong Xuan completely ignores the royal family, choosing instead to focus on living a peaceful life. Despite his young age, his cuteness and intelligence make him popular among the palace servants and even some ministers. He avoids political struggles and builds his own little world, where he enjoys food, books, and small animals. Years later, when Emperor Li Yuan-a feared and powerful ruler-enters his life, everything changes. The emperor is captivated by the beautiful prince who refuses to bow to anyone, treating him indifferently despite his status. Li Yuan, who was used to people fearing or admiring him, finds himself completely in love with the prince who never sought his favor.

Author: Moonlight Song Category: Travel The system told Yun Shu on the first day she officially started her mission. [Just remember the mission objective, and everything else is up to you] [No one will reject you] Reading Guide: The heroine is breathtakingly beautiful, a gentle, passive beauty who's easily adored.

Lord Voldemort stared at the cradle where there was not one, but two children where he had only been expecting one. He leaned forward, eyes narrowed. "Which one of you... is my supposed death?" Or Albus Dumbledore's warnings came to fruition. (Originally posted on AO3, but I thought I'd start posting it here too!)