After transmigrating into a historical novel, Wen Mian expected at least a decent role. Instead, she became a low-ranking palace maid. Other maids read their masters' expressions and survive through clever schemes. Wen Mian, however, only stares back blankly. [Why are you looking at me? I didn't do anything.] Fine. If she couldn't play palace politics, she would simply endure her years of service and leave the palace at twenty-five. That was the plan. Until the emperor suddenly chose her to be his personal maid. Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. On her very first day, Wen Mian had already begun composing the epitaph on her future grave. *** Emperor Zhaoyan has a secret. Since ascending the throne, he has been able to hear the thoughts of everyone around him. Ministers plotting rebellion. Consorts smiling while hiding daggers. Endless schemes echo through his mind every day, making the Forbidden City colder than ever. During a harem interrogation, he prepares to expose the guilty- Until a different voice suddenly appears in his mind. [Why are you still looking at me? Never mind... I'm hungry.] [I want red bean milk rolls... roast duck... roast goose...] Emperor Zhaoyan: ... In the cold palace, this one girl's chaotic thoughts become the only warmth he hears. And this time, he refuses to let her go. *** (Mini Theater) Wen Mian expressionlessly pulls her hand out from beneath the apricot-yellow silk quilt. Her hand is... wet. Emperor Zhaoyan's voice turns hoarse. "Since things have come this far, you belong to me now. You cannot leave the palace. My beloved, stay here with me. I will never mistreat you." Wen Mian glares at him. "Your Majesty... are you trying to steal someone's future wife?"

Sixth doomed consort? No-she leashed the crown prince instead. Psychologist Li Hana transmigrates into the body of Qi Yuwen, sixth bride to Crown Prince Wei Chenli. A man of haunting beauty whose previous wives all met tragic ends. Hana sees him not as a husband, but as her newest test subject, a toy, her most high maintenance patient, poking at every crack in his carefully constructed mask. What she doesn't expect? The predator doesn't like being caged-and now he's obsessed with the woman who dares leash him.

Orphaned in infancy, Yue Chan was plucked from tragedy by Elder Yun Ji, the revered Sect Leader of the Moonveil Saint Sect. Raised as his own in the heart of secluded peaks, she was given a name that echoed the moon's quiet grace-and a path of utter isolation. For reasons buried deeper than any disciple dares ask, she never stepped beyond the sect's misty barriers, training in secret under Yun Ji's unwavering guidance. Her cultivation bloomed in silence, far from prying eyes and worldly distractions. At just thirteen, the veil of mystery cracked open during the grand inter-sect battle tournament. Amidst prodigies from every corner of the cultivation world, the unknown girl from Moonveil descended like frost-kissed moonlight. Wielding power that defied her tender age, she claimed victory after victory, her masked face revealing nothing but cold, piercing eyes. The sect's banner flew higher than ever-yet the enigma only deepened. No one had seen her true visage. Whispers spread like wildfire: - Was she concealing a forbidden identity? - Did a curse mar her features beyond recognition? - Or were the scars of some ancient calamity too shameful to unveil? Years passed in seclusion. Yue Chan's strength grew legendary, surpassing even her brilliant martial sisters Huo Yan and Su Mei. She became the sect's silent pinnacle-profound, disciplined, untouchable. Then came Li Haoran. The favored disciple of Thunder Peak Sect, under the watchful eye of Elder Qing Yun-Yun Ji's closest confidant-Li Haoran was everything Yue Chan was not: passionate, chaotic, unapologetically alive. Their first encounter was chance, a fleeting clash of blades and wills during a rare alliance gathering. What began as rivalry thawed something long frozen within her icy core. His reckless warmth chipped at her solitude; her quiet depth steadied his storms.

He used his hand fan to raise her head so he can see clearly her reaction. he chuckle when he saw rage and resentment on her big dark eyes,her face is turning red but not because of shame but because of anger! Gu Li-Juan hurriedly look down so he wont see anything "is young miss Gu are secretly cursing me in her mind?" "young master Feng Fu is joking!Li-Juan would never think like that" she said softly,but her hands is clenching tightly while screaming in her head 'YOU AS*****!YOU BETTER LET GO OF THIS GRANDPA NOW OR ELSE I WILL MINCE YOU AND FEED YOU TO THE FISH!' "master Feng Fu please l-l-let go of Li-Juan" her voice was still soft and sweet but Feng Fu Chen knows that she is nowhere graceful as she pretend to be!. THE AUTOR DO NOT OWN THE PICTURE! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO THE OWNER.

To survive, the peerless beauty Li Hua hid her face beneath mud and ash, fleeing the capital and the cruel Supreme Commander who broke her trust. She sought a quiet life in a remote coastal town, but instead, she ran straight into the arms of the empire's terrifying former God of War, Huo Ting. Fierce, towering, and completely devoted, Huo Ting doesn't just offer her a safe haven-he offers her the family she always dreamed of, alongside his clever adopted son, A-Ming. When her powerful ex-fiancé finally tracks her down to beg for forgiveness, Li Hua must make a choice: let the ghosts of her past drag her back into the dark, or step into the light with her ultimate protector.

Due to an explosion, Su Cha accidentally traveled to the Beast World and became a vicious female supporting character, who will add bricks and tiles to the relationship between the male and female protagonists. Ha! What a joke, it would be strange if she followed the plot! What if the female protagonist doesn't fall in love properly and always provokes her? She doesn't mind being more vicious and making the plot more broken. Beating the female protagonist group, making delicious meals, treating patients and farming is her only goal. In order to change her fate of being attacked by the villain, Su Cha cured the villain's legs, detoxified the villain, and fed the villain with good food and drink. Just to exchange for a condition from the villain, not to kill her, but the villain wants to pledge his body. "A Cha, my tail, do you want to touch it?"

Shan Shan saved the hero but the day he woke up he saw her sister. The hero thought that her sister saved his life and immediately proposed to her, promising a world of riches and a brilliant future. When Shan Shan saw the two lovebirds she sneered and walked away, changing her identity and refused to fight. The hero took her sister back to meet his family and prepare the wedding, but on the way he realised he had been mistaken. The person he loved was not the gentle fairy he first saw when he opened his eyes. Instead he loved the rough young man that had hitched a ride with them? On the day of the anticipated wedding the city was in an uproar. Rumours had it that the bride fainted because the Great General ran away with another woman. Later, more explosive news circulated. Apparently the General didn't run away after all, he is now bedridden from love sickness. It was actually the bride who had stolen his fortunes and ran away with another man. The rumour mill in the country ran rampant and numerous women felt heartbreak for their hero's unfortunate situation. Shan Shan didn't care and enjoyed her carefree lifestyle, roaming from one place to another until one day she was caught by the General. He took one look at her and coldly put her in prison. Shan Shan thought that was alright, at least they are not entangled anymore, but who would have thought that the General would sneak into her prison cell that night. He knelt and wept for half the night before pressing her down beneath him. When the General finally managed to corner Shan Shan again, he smiled wickedly and said, "I chased you for so long, don't think that you can escape again, Shan Shan."

A fearless modern girl decided to ignore the real history and go with her flow. Becoming a proper young lady who is abandoned by her own family was indeed hard. However, the worst has yet to come. Until one day, she was summoned to go back to her family manor. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ••• His presence alone exudes the dignified air of a noble. Wearing a mask caused people's fear. Her fearless actions impressed him, and at the same time, he drew a line between them. 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙚𝙧𝙖?

When Jiang Yanyi, heiress to a traditional hotpot family, opened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated into an ancient romance novel as the villainous supporting character. After framing the female lead, she was exiled to a border military camp, where she was treated as mere entertainment for the soldiers. Touching the scar on her forehead left by the original character's attempt to escape, Jiang Yanyi quietly picked up a cooking ladle. As a minor character, she figured she had no need to follow the main plot. The soldiers in the Western Zhou military camp all said that the new cook's skills were unparalleled. The noodles she made could be eaten dry or, with a bit of hot water, became a delicious bowl of soup-essential for soldiers on the move! Jiang Yanyi: "No, this is just instant noodles." The tea she brewed had bubbles rising from it, a slightly sweet aftertaste, and even a hint of strong alcohol. Jiang Yanyi: "No, this is cola!" The hotpot she prepared had a red broth with ingredients from the land, sea, and sky that could be thrown in to cook-its taste was divine! Jiang Yanyi: "... This is really just a common hotpot from the modern world." The fiancé who once broke off their engagement wanted to rekindle their relationship, but the famously ruthless King of Liaonan, Feng Shuo, threw his spear and declared, "Back off, this is my wife!" Author: 团子来袭 Translator: Alfarcy

The story takes place in ancient China. The day my elder sister was appointed Crown Princess, I volunteered to marry the sickly General Wei Shuhan. All of the capital laughed, saying I was picking up the trash my sister didn't want. On our wedding night, I smiled lightly at my coughing, blood-stained groom. "General, do you know you've been poisoned by three strange toxins?" When he gripped my throat, I spoke even more shocking words: "I wish to make a deal with you-wipe out my family for me, and I'll cure your poison and extend your life." By the flickering candlelight, his eyes turned crimson. "And if I refuse?" I brushed my hand across his chest. "Then the general will have no choice but to enter the underworld as a virgin." Later, when the poison flared up, he pressed me against the medicine vat, his burning breath brushing my ear. "The third poison... could it be a love curse?"