Tang Jiaxin was just a pampered bunny-literally. Adopted by the calm but quietly commanding CEO Xu Jinyu, she spent her days munching on carrots, rolling in flower beds, and unknowingly inspiring the world's first anti-aging serum for animals. Her quiet presence became the emotional core of YSHT (养生华堂), the luxury skincare offshoot of the centuries-old perfume house Xuhuang (许凰). But one morning, she wakes up as a human girl-in Jinyu's home lab, no less-and everything changes. What Jiaxin doesn't remember is that this wasn't fate. It was a choice. In a past life, she died protecting him-and this time, Jinyu bent science itself to bring her back. Now reincarnated, chaotic, and still a little carrot-obsessed, Jiaxin becomes his assistant-and unofficial princess-living under the same roof as the genius who never stopped mourning her. With coquette flair and a sparkling sense of justice, she accidentally launches YSHT into a viral renaissance: red-envelope campaigns, donation drives, and fashion-forward skincare that send their stock soaring. But success brings enemies. Western beauty houses, long dominant in the global market, strike back with smear campaigns and sanctions. At the front is Yanchun (延春), their oldest rival, obsessed with the dream of immortality. And at their helm is Wu Zhaoyuan: sharp-eyed, calculating, the kind of man who treats business like war. To the world, he's Xuhuang's coldest enemy. But when he crosses paths with Rui Ming, Jiaxin's incisive best friend, contradictions surface-and for the first time, he isn't sure he wants to look away. Two industries. One reincarnated girl created by love. And a war that might expose not just enemies-but unlikely allies. note: I used an ai image generator OH ALSO THIS IS GONNA HAVE A SPRINKLE/SEGMENT FOR REPUBLICAN ERA CHINA AND XIANXIA STUFF. bunny gf x deer/qilin bf.

Author: Shi Shi 十世 ; Status: 105 Chapters + Extras; Original Publisher: 鲜欢文化; Type: Web Novel (CN); Associated Names: 断情结, Broken Complex -------------------------- Disclaimer: I do not own this story. It is a Chinese Web Novel written by Shi Shi and it is one of my favorite to read, but the translation was discontinued so I want to post my own translation for this novel. The first 15 chapters I'm just reposting from another translator, after editing a bit, but the consecutive chapters would be my own translations from the novel. I am not a Chinese speaker, nor English is my main language but I will try my best to give you something to read, and corrections are under your brilliant care. All credits are given to the author. All rights reserved to the Author. ----------- Beitang Ao, Master of the Four Heavenly Sect's Northern Sect, Ming Dynasty nobleman and inheritor of the title "King of Beitang" (Ruler of Beitang). He was elegant and cool as snow; but within his body, a peerless martial skill was contained. Yan Feili, General of the Northern Sect, in his need to seek vengeance on behalf of a benefactor, met Beitang Ao and after being subdued, pledged his allegiance to the Northern Sect. For eight years, Yan Feili held feelings for Beitang Ao. In the beginning, it was no more than a God-like reverence but gradually, it became a greed fueled admiration. Following the incident in the Demon Forest, Yan Feili soon discovered he was pregnant. It turned out that Yan Feili was, to his surprise, a descendant of the "Moye" tribe. He kept his pregnancy hidden until the child could be born, but soon afterwards, was sent off by Beitang Ao, beginning the dispute between the two. When all is said and done, how will these "entangled emotions" be "resolved"?

In a world, where people are categorized into three groups- 'Chang ren' are the ordinary people, where as those in the highest tier are 'xie' signifying pure Yang bodies, and 'kao' are inherently Yin-bodied that possess the ability to give birth regardless of gender. Shen JingTing grew up neglected by his family, as he was a mere concubine son and an ordinary person, unlike his fifth sister who was 'kao' and was already engaged to two 'xie' sons of the four prominent family- The Xu Clan. When his fifth sister unexpectedly passes away, he's sent to the capital, unraveling a complex journey where he discovers his newfound 'kao' gender, replacing his fifth sister and becoming the shared wife of two 'xie' young masters alongside the legitimate eldest 'chang ren' son. Amidst this journey, echoes of a mystic past linger. "The fortune teller, stroking his beard, looked at me with a knowing gaze and uttered, "Child, your destiny is unusual. In your past life, you owed three people. In this life, whether it's good or bad, it's all closely tied to these three people." In a world where destinies entwine like delicate threads, can Shen Jingting navigate the intricacies of love woven into the fates of three mysterious souls? Will they guide him toward the embrace of happiness, or will they entwine him in the shadows of sadness? ___•••___ This is a translated Chinese Danmei

Since Wangji grew up, he was taught to follow strict rules and follow them to a T. It was when he met the love of his life, Wei Ying, a flirty, and mischievous cultivator as well as head disciple of the Yunmeng Jiang Clan, that everything Lan Zhan had learned, started to be ignored little by little. Because of misunderstandings, war, and rumors, Lan Zhan had a hard time trying to get Wei Ying to sit for a moment and listen to him so he could explain. But it became too late. Due to the death of Jin Zixun and Jim Zixuan, everything in both Wei Ying's world and Lan Zhan's world came to a halt. Wei Ying was framed, and Lan Zhan figured it out once he spoke with Wen Ning before he was unjustifiably killed and burned to death with his sister. He tried to tell Wei Ying, but it was all interrupted when his Shijie entered the battle grounds. He tried to help but it was all in vain. Wei Ying had lost his will to live. Lan Zhan wished he could go back and fix everything. He wished to be beside Wei Ying and do what was right that he didn't do the first time. Until he died of a broken heart and woke in the Heaven Realm. He met a goddess that could help him go back and try to change Fate. Will he make things right and finally tell Wei Ying how he truly feels? Will he be able to help him this time around? I hope you read and find out. ---------- Mo Dao Zu Shi inspired Fan Fiction: Characters are not mine but from MDZS and the inspiration of this FF was of reading various books and watching all the Untamed and MDZS. I don't own the novel nor the drama or any of the pictures used as covers. All credits to their original owners, this is just a fanfic. I am going to say that there will be Mature content within this FF, I will post about it in each chapter. ‼️‼️Some of the mature content includes:‼️‼️ - sexual Content - m preg - mental health - depression, anxiety, post-trauma, talks of self-harm and suicide.

Two nations once sealed a bond through blood and marriage. Now, generations later, their heirs must face the consequences. Liè Yàn, the fireborn prince with a power too wild to control, is chained by a seal he never asked for. Xuān Ruì Líng, heir to the Water Nation-who sealed that power beneath the veil of betrayal. "The official records speak of betrayal." Xuān Ruì Líng-no longer a boy, not yet a man, silver-eyed and silent with inherited frost-drove a blade of corrupted ice through King Liè Huáng and Queen Mei Zhāo. Not in battle. In peace. They say Liè Yàn, their only son, was found crumpled among the ruins, his veins burned black, his spirit core fractured- Sealed by Líng's own hand. And before judgment could fall, Líng vanished. His silence was taken as admission.. --- "The truth was swift. The nations split overnight." Yùhé Hall, the last hope of unity, burned to ash. Red lotus petals drifted through snow- Not as bloom, But as burial shroud. The river that once divided fire and frost ran red for a week. "But scrolls are written by those who survive- Not by those who bleed." Some said Líng was a curse sent to test the Fire Crown. Others whispered he serve Wei Mo. But all agreed on one thing- He was the beginning of the end. --- Carved into the broken stone archway that once crowned the pavilion gates, now scorched and crumbling with time, remains a single line: "Blood remembers warmth. But ice-ice never bleeds."