At the feast of the Gluttonous House's auction, there was a little girl with an exceptional furnace constitution for offer at a sky-high price. Everyone wanted to lay their hands on her. Suddenly, the little girl in the golden cage opened her eyes, radiating a cold gaze. She was no longer cowardly. She was the gold medal assassin of the 21st century, transmigrating to become the good-for-nothing humiliation that everyone bullied, third miss Nalan Hexi of the genius doctor's manor. Meridians completely crippled, no innate skill to cultivate? What is she afraid of? She is the exceptional miracle doctor, and these injuries were nothing in her eyes. Father doesn't dote on her, mother doesn't love her, everyone schemes against her? Humph, an alternate dimension in hand and an invincible spirit pet as well, she can destroy the small Nalan Manor with a flip of her hand! Ugly complexion, malnourished and sickly in appearance, no one wants her? She recovered her unparalleled looks with the blink of an eye and gained a dozen good looking men as bodyguards! That overbearing man who'd been sticking to her since the auction. Who said I was destined to be yours? I am my own, no one can decide my future! A certain man: Then I am yours, will that do? Disclaimer: This story is not mine. Rightful credits to the author, editor and translators. This is for offline reading purposes only.

THIS IS NOT MY STORY NOT I HAVE TRANSLATE IT IS ONLY FOR OFFLINE READING. ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR AND TRANSLATOR Title: Please Confess to Me Author: Grumpy Crab Total Chapters: 52 + 8 extras Description: Before getting married, Shen Xi knew that her fiance had a girl he was secretly in love with for years. After the divorce, she found out that the girl was her. Before getting married, Shen Xi knew that there was going to be no love in her marriage. After the divorce, she found that her ex-husband had married for love. Before their marriage, her husband had a lot of money. After the divorce, her ex-husband went bankrupt paying for the huge alimony. Then, Shen Xi was reborn to the day of their marriage. Shen Xi would just like to ask, would it kill you to say "I like you"?!

by 毛毛崽崽 Tang Qing was once the most dazzling star in the bustling metropolis. A lifetime of scheming, fighting wits, snatching men, resources, and status-just as she was about to claim the throne of Best Actress, an unexpected car accident struck... By a twist of fate, Tang Qing ended up bound to the Alluring Beauty System meant for the female lead. System: "You thief! I don't belong to you-I want to unbind!" Tang Qing: "Alluring beauty? Snatching men? That's my specialty!" World One: The Supporting Female Lead in an Online Romance Becomes an Alluring Beauty After being exposed as a catfish, she becomes an internet debt-repayment blogger and love guru. Netizens: "Follow Sister Tang for love advice, follow Sister Tang to make money!" Note: This story is not mine. For offline reading purpose only.

Su Xi transmigrated into the body of the infamous Eldest Princess: ruthless, cruel, feared, and reviled by all. Lu Jing'an, the empire's youngest Prime Minister, was known for his cold and brilliant, a master of schemes, has no interest in women. Yet fate forces him to marry the Eldest Princess. On their wedding night, she first saw him kneeling on the ground, dressed in a torn wedding robe. Even in such humiliation, his posture remained straight, proud and elegance. Handsome yet guarded, he is a man who trusts no one. To avoid suspicion, she raises her whip again, only to accidentally shatter an oil lamp and set her skirt aflame. With one elegant kick, he extinguishes the fire, his voice like ice over water: "Your Highness, best to hold the whip firmly." __ Lu Jing'an thought his fate would be nothing but plots and revenge. He hated the princess, not only for her cruelty, for the shame she had once brought him. But from the wedding night onward, the world shifted. When she forced medicine down his throat, he gripped her wrist and sneered: "If Your Highness wants to kill your husband, you don't need to bother with such tricks." Yet it was medicine for his chronic stomach pain. On a snowy night, he collapsed drunk by a stone table. Clutching her sleeve in desperation, whispered in despair: "Your Highness... what is it you truly want from me?" She wanted nothing except to warm him. But when her gaze drifts to another, the man famed for his composure is driven to madness. He seizes her hand, pressing it to an old scar, eyes burning red even as his voice cut sharp and desperate: "This ruined body... is it worth even a piece of Your Highness's heart?" Then pride collapses. He kneels before her, tears in his eyes, his voice trembling: "Your Highness... please look at me. please?" The master strategist, once unyielding and proud, laid down his last defense, choosing to become, willingly, the most obedient piece in her hands.

Qi Cunxin was only a fire-tending maid in the Eastern Ling residence. Day after day, she crouched by the smoky stove, her face and hands covered in ash. Life was dull, money was always tight, and the little copper coins she earned never seemed enough. To survive, she secretly worked outside, washing clothes for courtesans at the pleasure house. It was exhausting work, but it gave her a few extra coins to hide away. Then one day, her life changed. In the back courtyard of the flower house, she saw him. A beautiful young man locked in an iron cage. His face was pale, his breath weak, his life hanging by a thread. The madam who had bought him already despised him, calling him useless and a waste of money. Qi Cunxin was sitting on a stool, scrubbing clothes. When she lifted her head, her eyes met his. His gaze was so bright and beautiful that she forgot to breathe. That day, she emptied the little silver she had saved for so long. She bought him, and carried him back to the residence. From then on, he became hers. He was quiet, gentle, always following her like a shadow. He smiled sweetly, clung to her with every step, and looked at her as though she was his entire world. More than that, he was impossibly handsome. Qi Cunxin swore that one day, when she was free, she would marry him. But she never guessed the truth. Xie Miao once thought the most exciting thing in life was watching people's final struggles before death, or stepping on them with power. Until he met her. For the first time, he wanted to pretend: to act pure and flawless, like snow in spring or willows in the wind. At first, it was just a game: to toy with her innocent heart. Yet in the end, the one who was captured... was him. --- ML: Cold and ruthless in public, but in private a spoiled, clingy and obedient. (Obsessed and possessive) FL: Kind and adorable.

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.

Jiang Qingyao wakes up one day to find herself transmigrated as the legitimate daughter of the magistrate of Fuyang County. As his daughter grows more and more beautiful with each passing day, suitors come knocking nonstop, leaving the county magistrate troubled. It turns out that his superior has hinted that the girl should be sent into the palace. Unwilling to let her waste her youth in palace intrigues, the magistrate thinks hard and hastily settles her engagement with the scholarly boy next door. After all, he watched the child grow up. His character is decent, and it is far better than being locked away in the palace. After marriage, Shen Guan is attentive in every way. Except for one strange obsession: everything must come in pairs. Not only that, he insists on constantly clinging to and holding her close. Fortunately, Shen Guan still has to study for the imperial exams. Qingyao often uses this as an excuse to make him spend more time in the study and less time in the bedroom, leaving her free to lounge around and sleep in until late morning. But sometimes, before he goes off to the academy: "I want the osmanthus cake from the end of East Street," she says. The young man lowers his eyes, answering softly, "Alright." Her eyes gleam with mischief. "And also the crispy roast duck from West Street, the wontons from South Street, and the-" Shen Guan frowns. "Jiang. Qing. Yao." His handsome brows clearly disapprove. She protests pitifully, "But you promised me last night." Last night... Indeed, he had been rather rough with her. A flush creeps up the back of his ears. At last, he relents. "Fine. I'll bring them back for you tonight." - Until one day, Jiang Qingyao stumbles upon a thick stack of letters she once wrote to her cousin, a broken kite from when she was ten, even a small piece of clothing she had lost long ago-hidden away in Shen Guan's study. Qingyao falls silent. Uh... is my husband a yandere?

Yun Ling was a humble little palace maid. She had a secret: she knew that the Sixth Prince, currently confined to the Cold Palace, was destined to be the future Crown Prince. To avoid misfortune, she volunteered to take care of him in the Cold Palace. The Sixth Prince, Xie Jue, was cruel, ruthless, and possessed a violent temper. He was suspicious and guarded towards her, constantly mocking and threatening her. But no matter how he treated her, she remained by his side, diligently serving him without complaint. "What do you want?" he asked coldly. Yun Ling gently coaxed, "I only wish for Your Highness's well-being. Your Highness's wishes are also my wishes." Xie Jue scoffed, "A lowly person, using sweet words to deceive." Yun Ling didn't mind and continued to care for him with utmost devotion and consideration. When he ascended to the East Palace, becoming the heir apparent, second only to the Emperor, she used his influence to escape her own misfortune and seek revenge. Then, she vanished without a trace in a blaze of fire. - Zezhou, thousands of miles away from the capital. Yun Ling worked as a female tutor, teaching court etiquette to the daughter of a minor official. Hearing that a carefree Prince had arrived from the capital, she feared being recognized and wrote a letter to resign. But she was informed that the Prince was merely passing through and had already left, and she was asked to continue teaching. A young servant led Yun Ling to the courtyard. As she pushed open the door, a blizzard swept in, covering the standing man with a blanket of silver. His face was cold and stern, radiating an aura of frost. He approached her step by step, "For three whole years, I've finally found you." "I'll make you my Crown Princess. Don't run away again, or I really will strangle you." __ Her sweet words were all to coax him; once you start coaxing, you must continue. ML:mad-dog temper, hopelessly in love, unhinged. FL: resilient, and strategic.

As Crown Princess, Wen Tingwan was the palace's laughingstock. People whispered that she was so obsessed with the Crown Prince that she bartered away a priceless heirloom just to marry him, humiliating herself with endless foolishness yet never once winning his affection. But one day, after falling into the water and waking up, she realized something: she no longer loved him. Looking back, her former devotion seemed absurd. So what if he never spared her a glance? So what if he never summoned her? Wasn't tending flowers, sipping tea, and enjoying the moonlight far sweeter? That same day, Crown Prince Jing Zhan awoke to a startling change his mind was filled with nothing but Wen Tingwan. He had despised her, yet now every smile and frown of hers seemed unbearably charming. Very well, perhaps he should indulge her a little. Except-why was she suddenly avoiding him as though he were poison? When he finally ordered her to his bedchamber, she sent word back: she was unwell. Enraged, he stormed to her quarters, seized her hand, and asked tenderly, "My love, where does it hurt? Shall I call the physician?" Wen Tingwan: ...Call him to treat your head. Go away! Months later, the love-swapping spell that bound them was undone. Jing Zhan thought she would cling to him again. Instead, she only smiled calmly: "Your Highness, rest assured. I will never trouble you again." For the first time in his life, panic struck. Even without the spell, he could not let her go. Servants soon saw the once-proud Crown Prince pinning his wife against a wall, his voice trembling with desperation: "Wen Tingwan, what must I do for you to forgive me?" Note: 1. Entire story is "chasing wife to the crematorium" trope. 2. At first, the Crown Prince's feelings were manipulated, but he was still a scoundrel. Later, he falls for her genuinely. 3. The spell only swapped their feelings for each other, not their personalities, intelligence, or memories.

Everyone in Yonggan Village knew that Shen Jiaojiao, a newcomer, was a vixen-dressed gaudily and constantly chasing after men. Later, Shen Jiaojiao suffered a terrible fate: the scumbag who wronged her chopped off her legs and threw her into the basement, torturing her until her life became worse than death. When she was critically ill, Xu Mo-the man imprisoned by her own family-bought her for a million dollars. Shen Jiaojiao thought Xu Mo had come to humiliate and punish her, but instead, he set aside past grudges, married her, and cared for her in every possible way. Even after her death, Xu Mo remained heartbroken and never remarried. It was only then that Shen Jiaojiao realized the man she had always humiliated loved her so deeply. After her rebirth, Shen Jiaojiao hugged Xu Mo's thin waist and cried bitterly with regret: "Husband, I was wrong. I will never leave you again. I want to give birth to a baby for you." Xu Mo gritted his teeth and replied, "Shen Jiaojiao, I'm not your husband." Shen Jiaojiao realized with embarrassment that they hadn't married yet-and that she had just drugged him to frame him. Determined, she swore to tease him mercilessly and win his heart. "Xu Mo, I like you very much." "Xu Mo, let's go to the grove! There's no one there." The man blushed and warned shyly, "Shen Jiaojiao, watch your words and actions." She lowered her head and whispered softly, "Oh... then do you want to go to the grove or not?" With no choice, Xu Mo shyly replied, "Go." Genres: Romance, Rebirth, Drama, Dark themes. Expect betrayal, revenge, and slow-burn love. Hey readers! Just a few things before you dive in: Not my story: All credit goes to the original author. I'm just sharing it.