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Alias她做奸佞那些年

AuthorMai Yi Ke Tu Dou / 埋一颗土豆

[A Steadfast True Gentleman × A Wise and Resourceful Fake Villain] In the 43rd year of Yong'an, a new 'villain' arrived at court. The new Director of the Imperial Observatory, Qian Xingzhi, seemed to be a smooth-talking flatterer. To climb the ranks, 'he' not only curried favor with the powerful and formed cliques but also observed celestial phenomena daily, peddling superstitious nonsense, yet deeply beloved by His Majesty. Everyone said that Nansheng was overrun with treacherous officials, leaving only Grand Master of Remonstrance Lu Yu as a truly upright minister. But within a few months, Lord Lu and that Qian Xingzhi had become sworn brothers, tied together like grasshoppers on a string. Heaven is dooming Nansheng! It wasn't until Qian Xingzhi's powerful patrons fell one by one—their families executed and properties confiscated—that people finally realized: Lord Qian seemed to have flattered all the riffraff out of existence? * Lu Yu had also misunderstood Qian Xingzhi. He allowed her false allegiance, planning only to eliminate this clown after avenging his own grievances. He never expected she merely wore the skin of a treacherous villain. The schemer became the schemed. Lord Lu, who never failed, had finally woven his own trap. * Later, the news that Lord Qian was actually a woman spread throughout Nansheng. After her exposure, Qian Xingzhi completely gave up. These years, a fully-fledged astronomy PhD, acting daily and fortune-telling every day—even a workaholic corporate slave gets tired, okay? The court erupted in cheers—finally, they wouldn't be fooled by Qian Xingzhi anymore! "What did you say? Lord Lu and Lord Qian are husband and wife?" "Lord Lu said if Lord Qian is dismissed, he'll go crazy and kill everyone!!" * 1. Female transmigration, cross-dressing, alternate history, many private settings. 2. Both are strong, single love line, happy ending. 3. Tea couple causing chaos! 4. All astrological and fate-related content references the 'Gan Shi Xing Jing' and made-up nonsense. [Pre-order: 'Trapped with My Archenemy for Ninety-Nine Days'] In the cultivation world, everyone knows that Lin Shuoyue, the Immortal Lord of Suxin Hall, is as cold-hearted as a celestial being, spending his days perfecting his sword skills and slaying demons. In the cultivation world, no one knows that Lin Shuoyue was once the beloved junior disciple of the peerless demon lord Duan Chenxin, cherished and pampered, sharing tender moments. Until he slaughtered the entire Mingyue Pavilion and his identity was exposed. Lin Shuoyue pointed her sword at him: "Since you are a demon, you are my enemy. From now on, our love is severed." Duan Chenxin, lying low in hiding all these years, had already achieved his goal, but for her, he had wasted a century among these so-called righteous sects. The merciless demon lord rasped, "Was it all just pretense?" Lin Shuoyue remained unmoved: "A fleeting romance." From then on, lovers became enemies. * Lin Shuoyue woke up trapped in a barrier—a scenic, uninhabited place, with only that monster for company. Enemies met, and they fought fiercely. Lin Shuoyue exhausted all her skills but couldn't break the barrier, only to see the barrier display a few words: This barrier will dissipate after ninety-nine days. Soon, Lin Shuoyue noticed something strange—the barrier began making outrageous demands daily, threatening indefinite extension if not fulfilled. "Share a Bed" "Whisper Sweet Nothings" "A Night of Passion" The demon lord had also changed, clinging to her day in and day out, pestering her with ambiguous advances. "My dear junior sister, it's been years. Let me catch up with you." Finally, after ninety-nine days of mischief, Lin Shuoyue looked up at the sky and saw the words: "Become Husband and Wife, Never Part" * Aloof Beauty × World-Chaos Demon Lord Other: Tea Couple's Dying Diary One-sentence summary: A humble salaryman's survival guide Theme: Work hard, live well.

Alias假夫君他追到冥界了

AuthorZi Du / 子渡

Di Yao drank the Mengpo Soup but couldn't reincarnate. She looked at the man standing in front of the luxurious small courtyard assigned to her in the underworld, and then at the doorplate hanging on the fence with the names of the residents: "Di Yao, Wei Xunzhou." Live in the same room, die in the same grave. This man before her must be her husband. * Di Yao didn't want her husband to know she had amnesia, so she acted cautiously, afraid of slipping up. But the two were stuck together all day, and mistakes inevitably happened. She nervously watched Wei Xunzhou, who had rolled up his sleeves to cook in the kitchen, and then looked at the clothes and bed sheets drying in the yard. "Something's wrong. Why isn't he angry at all?" When the Mengpo Soup's effect finally wore off, Di Yao realized what was wrong—the husband she had given her whole heart to was a fraud! Then she learned something even more terrifying: the man who had shared her bed all these days was none other than the dreaded Ghost King of the Underworld! She found Wei Xunzhou, but he didn't explain anything, only said he would help her reincarnate as she wished. Di Yao was utterly disappointed and left in a huff! * Wei Xunzhou originally only intended to repay a debt of gratitude by snatching Di Yao's corpse from her faithless husband and ensuring she left with dignity. He never planned to pretend to be her husband. But when he saw Di Yao's bright eyes, he inexplicably took on the role of "the impersonator." Fortunately, Di Yao had amnesia and treated him like her real husband, even clinging to his arm and calling him by his courtesy name in a sweet voice. Though he remained cold and reserved on the surface, he had already taken it to heart. After Di Yao sensed something was wrong, he pretended to be calm, continuing to wash her clothes and cook for her, helping her with whatever she needed, only hoping that his impersonation wouldn't be exposed too soon. But it was. Watching Di Yao's resolute departing figure, Wei Xunzhou felt at a loss for the first time, his heart a mess and a bloody taste rising in his throat. * Di Yao's new life was thriving, but an uninvited guest arrived, and she braced herself for trouble. "What? Does the Ghost King want to catch me and pull out my tongue or disembowel me?" But to her surprise, Wei Xunzhou had abandoned his usual aloof demeanor, looking pitiful and speaking plaintively: "I don't have a home anymore. Can my lady take pity on me?" Di Yao: Hey! Are you getting addicted to being an impersonator? --- Pre-order: "The Disobedient Disciple Returns with a CP System" Yan Chu transmigrated into a poorly written novel as the master of the dark, twisted, and crazy big villain male lead—a cannon fodder who dies for the male lead. Looking at the disciple kneeling on the ground, obediently waiting for his master to drink tea, she ruthlessly splashed the tea of discipleship. "Stay away from the protagonist for a safe life"—that mantra was no joke. A dark, twisted crazy big villain disciple? No thanks. But his future throne as the demon lord? She wanted it! What she wanted was the throne. After coaxing her disciple to go cultivate at a celestial sect, Yan Chu lived a life of utmost leisure. But her good fortune didn't last. The infamous demon disciple from the original story suddenly burst into the demon palace, knocking over and destroying all her puppet male concubines. Yan Chu had just thrown the disciple out when a system dinged in her mind: [Bring him back.] Yan Chu: ... Forced by the dog system, Yan Chu had to "gently smile" and accept the disciple's tea of discipleship; reluctantly praise the disciple's completed tasks; insincerely care about the disciple's mental health... What a perfect picture of a kind teacher and good disciple. But the teacher was not kind, and the disciple was not good. The demon disciple would slaughter a celestial sect one day, bully the demon race the next, and every day he disguised himself as her puppet male concubine, kneeling meekly by her skirt, waiting for her caress. That was bad enough, but if he tried to climb into his master's bed, he'd only get slapped. Yan Chu's hands hurt, but a flicker of excitement flashed in the disciple's eyes, which then turned to tears as he hugged her. He breathed in her ear, his voice lonely and sad: "I know your kindness to me is fake. But even if it's fake, I can't help being happy. I'd rather you hit and scold me every day than ignore me." Yan Chu wasn't falling for it. She raised her hand for another slap, but the system issued a new task: [Comfort him.] — Rong Buchi was born a demon, with a perverse nature and arrogant pride, believing no one was worthy of teaching him. But when Yan Chu splashed him with the adulterated tea of discipleship, he was somewhat surprised. He gleefully expected her to be furious, but she only looked down at him with disdain. He accidentally overheard that his master was about to die, so despite his contempt, he infiltrated a celestial sect and stole their ultimate treasure for her. By the time he finally escaped and returned to the demon palace, his master was not only alive and well, but had taken over his father's position—he had been played. But the priority was to eliminate the fakes around his master. Since his master disliked him, he'd become her puppet male concubine. He was more than willing.

Alias身为材料生的我却被推去做冲喜炮灰[穿书] / 有没有眼光啊？用材料生冲喜！

AuthorJiao Zhi Zhua Di / 脚趾抓地

Major Triggers: None | Niche Triggers: 1. Not a female-empire story 2. Male lead does not ascend the throne Lin Yi, a second-year master's student in Materials Science at a 985 university, went out to clear her head after losing her hair from data crunching. Unfortunately, she was hit by a scumbag driver, and then Earth's Consciousness tossed her into a small world derived from a hegemonic novel "Da Qian Tian Xia" that she was halfway through reading, with the excuse "Hell is full." Good news: There are fellow transmigrators, and they have high-status identities. Bad news: She transmigrated as a marriage-to-ward-off-evil bride, and on the third day after arriving, she was to marry General Gu Fang, who was on his deathbed with paralyzed legs. Lin Yi: Who's afraid of whom? He's a dying man anyway. I'll indulge him. On the wedding night, under the red candles. Seeing Gu Fang's breathtaking face— Lin Yi: ...Sorry, I've switched sides. (The ultimate defection of a face-con) More importantly, this short-lived general is not only handsome but also soft-hearted. Noticing her lack of support, he silently allowed all her restless behavior. Thus, rumors spread in the imperial city— The general's wife, who married in to ward off evil, neither cried nor made a fuss, but instead hovered around the general all day. Today she made a wheelchair, tomorrow she asked for the second half of the phrase "Odd changes, even stays," and the day after she dragged the general into a discussion about "how to increase the average survival rate of Daqian." At first, Gu Fang only saw her as a caged bird, feeling pity. Later, he discovered that this bird's mind contained a magnificent and exquisite art of engineering that could move the entire era. Transmigration + Infrastructure + Ensemble Cast + Sweet & Satisfying Materials Science master's degree transmigrates, changes the world with science and fellow transmigrators Disabled general? No, he's a war god husband! Ancient survival rate? Directly maxed out into a blueprint for a prosperous era! --- [Teaser] Lin Yi (pulling out blueprints): Husband, this is called a "wheelchair." It will help you move freely. Gu Fang (ears slightly red): ...Thank you, wife. Lin Yi (eyes sparkling): You're welcome! Next, let's talk about improving weapons and inventing gunpowder? Gu Fang: ...Wife, what else did your master teach you? Lin Yi (looking at the sky): Probably... how to make this place a better world. --------------------Here is the divider--------------------- This is my next pre-order book, "You Didn't Say This Was an ABO World?!" Welcome to add it to your collection~ Su Louzhi felt that the most worthwhile deal she ever made was trading with the system for a rebirth. The system said: The task is super simple—just appear five times. The price? You choose: lose your sight, hearing, or speech. Su Louzhi decisively chose to be mute. After rebirth, everything was perfect: no family burden, an astronomically long bank balance, and everyone she met was extremely friendly. The task was indeed simple: on September 30, 2026, at 3:00 PM, stand in the alley next to the school for half an hour. Su Louzhi: That's it? Free lunch? Until she was surrounded by four blond punks in the alley and cried her eyes out, she realized the system's words were not to be fully trusted. In despair, a man walked toward her against the light. — Ji Kailan, the only son of the Ji family, the sole heir to the Ji Group, and the world's only top-level Enigma. Rich, handsome, fit, and smart. If it weren't for the fact that as the only top-level Enigma, no one could withstand his pheromones, and he couldn't accept any inferior pheromones, he would indeed be a novel male protagonist with a charmed life. But there was no if. The doctor concluded that his pheromone disorder was incurable and that he was doomed to die before 30. He thought he had little time left until he met Su Louzhi. No pheromones, clean as a vacuum, her looks perfectly matched his aesthetic, and her personality hit his heart completely. Ji Kailan's Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and only one thought filled his mind: She can only be mine. So he began a long-term plan of legal abduction: pretending to meet by chance, creating alone time, playing pitiful to gain sympathy, sneaking into her room while she napped. Su Louzhi was completely unaware, even thinking that this senior was just too nice, considerate and gentle. Until one day she discovered that he had added something to her milk... After being found out, Ji Kailan even went further, putting a tracking bracelet on her. Su Louzhi: ... Oh well, she already likes him, what else can she do? — [Teaser] After a huge misunderstanding, Su Louzhi finally found the hottest post on the school forum: [Rational Discussion: Can our finance department's famous mute girl really withstand Senior Ji?] Beneath it, a crowd of gossipers analyzed passionately: Enigma's hardware is too heaven-defying; a genderless person is roughly equivalent to a Z-grade Omega; if these two do it once, it might kill her. Su Louzhi blushed. Because—they actually did it. And they did it for five days and five nights. Other: Group transmigration, infrastructure, leveling up One-sentence summary: They really have no taste! Theme: Study hard, make progress every day.

Alias天幕剧透我是救世女帝

AuthorWan Er Yuan / 丸二缘

After a car accident, Yin Ning is reborn into ancient times. The good news: she is the younger sister of the crown prince. The bad news: the crown prince has been poisoned to death. On the seventh day of the prince's death, Yin Ning's mother, the empress, wails so bitterly in the mourning hall that she nearly faints. The prince's death means the empress's faction has completely lost the struggle for succession, facing the despair of being at others' mercy. Yin Ning, bound to a palace intrigue system, wants to comfort her mother—they are not yet at a dead end. But before she can speak, a heavenly screen descends: "Folks, today we introduce the ninth monarch of the Great Jing dynasty, the legendary sage emperor Jingwu!" Hearing this, the second and third princes, who had been gloating over the crown prince's death, are stunned. Emperor Jingming, the seventh emperor, looks solemnly at the screen. "As we all know, when Jingwu took the throne from Emperor Jingli, Yin Rui, the Great Jing dynasty was on the brink of collapse!" Emperor Jingming kicks his second son Yin Rui in fury, his eyes flashing with unmistakable murderous intent. Yin Rui turns pale and collapses. "Though many criticize Emperor Jingming's choice of heir, he really had few options. His chosen crown prince was poisoned by his third son, who even plotted rebellion. Could he keep such a son?" With a thud, the third prince kneels, kowtowing and begging forgiveness. Emperor Jingming sneers, "Fine, I have raised two fine sons!" Yin Ning, whose relationship with her brothers is superficial, silently enjoys the drama. "Emperor Jingming should be grateful he still has Jingwu, or the Jiang family's empire would be lost!" Hearing this, Emperor Jingming mentally reviews his remaining sons to identify who is Jingwu. "Jingwu is the most controversial emperor in five thousand years! Some call him the 'cruel tyrant who massacred thousands,' others the 'immortal sage who blessed the world.'" "The greatest emperor of all time: when he ascended, enemies harassed from without and rebellions raged within, but he turned the tide and created the Jingwu golden age." With the heavenly screen's prophecy, various ambitious figures begin maneuvering to uncover Jingwu's identity. However, at a palace banquet, the screen suddenly livestreams: "Who says women are inferior? If not for Jingwu's extraordinary skills, how could Great Jing have reached its zenith under her rule, becoming the world-renowned celestial kingdom?" Hearing this, Emperor Jingming on his throne and all the ministers stare in shock at Yin Ning, who is playing with a cat in the corner. Yin Ning smiles, "Heaven bestows, and if you refuse, you incur its wrath. Since the screen has spoken, if I decline, I would be going against heaven. And defying heaven invites lightning strikes!" Emperor JIngming and the courtiers: "..." One-line summary: The younger sister of the deceased crown prince turns out to be the legendary sage emperor? Theme: Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it.

Alias眉蹙春山

AuthorQi Yue Wen Chan / 七月闻蝉

He Ping'an was a posthumous child, and by the time she was ten, her mother had also passed away. Destitute and alone, she scavenged like a stray dog just to get a few bites to eat. At fifteen, she finally caught a break: her cousin died unexpectedly, and He Ping'an took her place. She looked almost exactly like her cousin, so she donned the wedding dress her cousin had prepared and married the man her cousin had loved. She thought her luck had finally turned, that heaven was finally showing her favor—but this was only the beginning of her nightmare. Her husband was a devoted lover. He had schemed endlessly for this marriage, all for her cousin. On their wedding night, though she resembled her cousin greatly, the moment he lifted her veil, he saw through her instantly. From that first meeting, He Ping'an became nothing but a despicable impostor in his eyes. He dashed the nuptial wine to the ground, tormented her in every way imaginable, and once even nearly slashed her face with a knife. She tried to flee, but he refused to let her go. He toyed with her like a cat with a mouse, slowly crushing her to death. In the end, she died a miserable death. Reborn into her younger self, He Ping'an ran away before the wedding, determined not to repeat her past. But fate had a twisted sense of humor. Now her cousin hates her too. Tips: The man is the worst. Cousin and little Ping'an are both poor dears—please don't blame them. The story will unfold slowly. Other: Husband chases wife, crematorium-style. One-line summary: Husband chases wife, crematorium-style. Theme: Love is like holding a torch against the wind.

Alias国公府来了个表小姐

AuthorXue He Tong Zi / 雪鹤童子

Jiang Xuesui lost her mother at age three. As the saying goes, "When the mother dies, wait for the uncles." Sure enough, three days later, her three uncles from the distant capital came to fetch her. Jiang Xuesui was a young girl, and her father found it inconvenient to raise her alone. Her maternal grandfather's mansion, the Xiang Duke's Estate, had several female cousins to play and study with. Her aunts and grandmother were all kind and loving. With Xuesui gone, her father could focus on being a good magistrate for the people. So little Jiang Xuesui bid farewell to her father and entered the capital. On her first day at the Duke's Estate, everything was wonderful. Her grandmother was loving, her aunts warm, and her cousins delighted in her. Only the taciturn, cold-looking eldest cousin, Wen Qiao, was unpleasant. He would rather play with a dog than exchange a single word with her, nor did he deign to look her in the eye. Such a dull, boring person—Jiang Xuesui couldn't be bothered with him. * * * Jiang Xuesui lived at the Duke's Estate until she reached the age of coming of age. That year, her father rose to Grand Secretary and was granted a large mansion in the capital by the emperor. She now had a home of her own in the capital and naturally returned to her father's side. As the daughter of a Grand Secretary, raised in the virtuous, poetry-loving Duke's Estate, the nobles in the palace took an interest in her marriage. One day, Jiang Xuesui went to Bodhi Temple to offer incense. She first encountered the Crown Prince, then Prince Cheng. Two marriage proposals were handed to her, but she rejected both. Pointing at Wen Qiao standing under the mountain gate, she said, "Your Highnesses, I have long admired my cousin. If I marry, it will be only him." In Jiang Xuesui's view, this was merely a jest to politely refuse them. But after Wen Qiao came first in the imperial examinations and proposed to her father, he said, "By order of my grandmother, father, and mother, and also to fulfill my cousin's long-standing admiration for me, I come to ask for Xuesui's hand." Hiding behind the screen in the hall, Jiang Xuesui panicked. Forgetting all shame, she rushed out and said sharply, "Wen Qiao, saying this makes it seem like I begged Grandmother, Uncle, and Aunt to force you to marry me!" "Is that not the case?" Wen Qiao looked confused. "How about I repeat what my cousin said to Their Highnesses that day to Uncle? If it was insincere, let's clarify it today." Fine, fine, fine! What a mess. Jiang Xuesui had to swallow this bitter pill. If she admitted it was insincere, her father, with his loyal and upright nature, would certainly take her to the palace to confess to the emperor and empress. So she said defiantly, "Father, I accept this marriage." After the wedding, she would make him pay. * * * After marriage, every night was short, and the embroidered curtains swayed. Jiang Xuesui sensed something was off. She sat up, lifted the curtain, and stared at Wen Qiao, who was tying his sash. "That day, you deliberately provoked me into accepting the marriage, didn't you?" Wen Qiao gazed at her and slowly uttered, "Yes." He sat by the bed to cover her with a robe. "We grew up together; I know your temperament better than anyone in this world." I love you, but a lifetime is too short. Theme: In the world of mortals, the four seasons are warm.

Alias十九世纪女编辑

AuthorDong Jingcheng / 冻京橙

Because she could read, Jenny was assigned as a collator in the printing department, earning $22 a month. She envied the female typists in the editorial office upstairs. They worked all day in the clean editorial office, not having to toil in the smelly factory, and their salary was higher, enough to even buy the gold necklaces in the department store window. But such good positions required either money to give gifts to the secretaries, or a recommendation letter from someone with status. Unfortunately, Jenny was still renting a room in her relative's attic, with pockets emptier than her face, and no one to help as far as she could see. Her parents, farming far away in Pennsylvania, also wrote to advise her not to aim too high, but to find a skilled craftsman to marry and settle down. Yet New York outside her window was so bustling, Jenny found those craftsmen too rough and too poor. She felt unwilling, but that night she accidentally hit her head and fell unconscious. After regaining her memory, Jenny realized that her previous life had been a text editor in another world. Things seemed to become not so simple. Rebellious working girl / expressionless heir … Late 19th century Alternate New York Office promotion story Working girl and boss …… Not a strong female lead, not derivative, not perfect character. Note: The female lead was American in her previous life. The male lead is the female lead's boss, office romance. Accept before entering. No writing guidance. Other: 19th century One-line summary: Survival diary of a publishing house workplace in the Gilded Age of New York Theme: Live well.