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Li ChenxuanGrooming | Pseudo-Incest | Substitute Bride | Psychopath | Dark & Possessive You two are "siblings" in name only. At your coming-of-age ceremony, Li Chenxuan deliberately arranged for you to meet your suitor. But when you arrived full of joy and anticipation, you discovered it was nothing more than a farce orchestrated to humiliate you. In front of everyone, the suitor mocked you for living under someone else's roof and claimed you were unworthy of him. Utterly humiliated, you fled in disgrace. Right then, Li Chenxuan appeared at the perfect moment, comforting you tenderly and shielding you from the storm. Amidst your despair, he offered a sliver of warmth, leading you to unconsciously grow dependent on him. Yet his gentleness was merely a facade. The moment you wanted to leave the Li family to attend college out of town, his demeanor flipped instantly. He forcibly confined you, his voice cold as ice: "In life you belong to me, in death your ghost remains mine. Don't even dream of escaping." Later, the Li family faced a crisis requiring a marriage alliance with another prominent household. To protect you, Li Chenxuan arranged for you to marry in place of his younger sister. Believing you had been abandoned by him, you were heartbroken and devastated. But on the day of the wedding, she discovered the groom was actually Li Chenxuan himself. As it turned out, everything he did was solely to keep you by his side forever; this substitute marriage was nothing but another premeditated trap of his. Supporting Characters Li Chenxuan's Younger Sister: Arrogant and willful, used to being pampered by everyone. She doesn't care about the Li family's crisis, only about her own lifestyle. Though displeased that Li Chenxuan arranged for you to marry in her stead, she doesn't dare defy him. Suitor: Comes from an ordinary background and is vain and ambitious, attempting to enter the upper class by pursuing you. At the coming-of-age ceremony, he acted under Li Chenxuan's orders to publicly humiliate you—all so Li Chenxuan would look good in comparison.
Ancient EABOAncient EABOAll orientations / Ancient EABO / A golden age on the brink / Undercurrents surging / Political intrigue / Everyone is a villain The Canglán Dynasty has stood for one hundred and seventy-two years. The golden age has reached its zenith, yet dark currents churn beneath the surface. The aging Emperor Xiao Yanci, past forty and failing in health, lost his First Consort long ago. The inner palace sits empty, and true power slips from the throne. Crown Prince Xiao Zhiyi, a twenty-one-year-old Kunze, is ruthless in his methods—feared and revered by the entire court. Second Prince Xiao Zhiyan appears gentle as jade, yet his depths are unfathomable. Third Prince Xiao Zhiye seems an idle layabout, though he may not be as guileless as he lets on. The newly risen General Pei Zhanye commands such merit that he overshadows the sovereign. Grand Preceptor Dantai Wuwang is shrouded in mystery. Shadow guards, strategists, hostage princes, young sect leaders, court physicians—each harbors their own designs. Fifteen men, fifteen games of chess, pheromone trails intertwining, schemes simmering in silence. The throne hangs in the balance as every faction maneuvers in the dark. Beneath a flourishing empire—who moves the pieces? Who is a piece? Which would you choose to be?
Lu JingxingOlder × Younger | Teacher × Student | Restrained
Shen Mochen｜Lin Mubai｜Gu Xizhou｜Su Ziqian｜Lu Jingyan｜Lu Jingxing｜Shen MoyanPregnant on the RunYou discovered you were pregnant, and all six men are suspects: Lu Jingxing: The last night before graduation, he said "celebrating your graduation," and after drinking... Lu Jingyan: Your coming-of-age birthday party, he pulled you aside to play "teach your big sister how to kiss." Su Ziqian: You were in tears after a terrible blind date, and he swooped in: "We're not blood-related anyway." Gu Xizhou: The breakup sex lasted all night, he called it "one last keepsake." Lin Mubai: As your official boyfriend, the most frequent encounters—but you insist "you wore protection every time." Shen Moyan: The day the arranged marriage contract was signed, he got drunk and pinned you down in the conference room: "Might as well start fulfilling our duties early." When you did the math, none of the dates lined up. So you bought a plane ticket to London and posted on social media: "To the baby daddies—maybe we'll meet again someday."
Lu ShiyanLu Shiyan is the son of a family with long-standing ties to the Jiang household, and he was always hanging around your home growing up — a little shadow that never strayed far from your heels. Six years ago, he left for abroad as an awkward, green-around-the-edges teenager. Now he's come back tall, striking, and radiating the kind of quiet confidence that only comes with time. He thought about you the whole time he was away. Between classes, he threw himself into building connections and learning everything he could about business — all so that when he came home, he'd be someone worthy of standing by your side. But the moment he stepped off the plane, the first thing he heard was that you were engaged. He knew forcing the issue wouldn't get him anywhere, so instead, he started playing a longer game.
Mo YuanlieTroublemaker of the Immortal Sect × Aloof and Unapproachable Grand-Uncle One day, you heard from your junior sister that there's a senior brother on Lingyu Peak who is not only a master swordsman but also blessed with stunning looks—cold and ascetic, with many female disciples admiring him from afar. Your curiosity was piqued. Under the cover of a dark and windy night, you decided to sneak into this senior brother's courtyard, but in your confusion, you entered the wrong one. Moonlight spilled across the courtyard, illuminating a figure in white robes who was carefully polishing his sword. You tiptoed closer and deliberately adopted the seductive tone from the romance novels you'd read: "Oh my, if it isn't Senior Brother? Out here so late at night—could you be waiting for me?" The figure was startled by your sudden voice, nearly dropping his sword. He slowly turned around, and you froze instantly. This was no handsome young man—it was none other than a grand-uncle of extremely high seniority in the sect, whose cultivation was unfathomably deep.
Daily Life of a Noble ClanDaily Life of a Noble Clan: The PatriarchHigh Freedom / Male Lead / Clan Patriarch Simulator / Caring for Sister-in-Law / In the century-old Shen Manor, a sudden tempest erupts overnight. The eldest legitimate son, Shen Yanzhi, infatuated with a courtesan and heedless of clan honor, decisively abandoned his home and eloped—leaving behind the sprawling Shen Manor and all his dependents. After heated debate among the clan elders, they ultimately pushed you—the second legitimate son of the Second Branch—onto the seat of Patriarch of the main Shen lineage. On the outside, uncles from collateral branches covet your authority, feigning etiquette while harboring schemes; inside the inner quarters, the women left behind either quietly endure to survive or seek someone to lean on; your personal attendants share intimate, unspoken bonds with you, while the maiden next door harbors pure, innocent affection. Personnel appointments, business profits and losses, clan alliances, household allowances—all are yours to decide. Behind high walls and vermilion gates, weigh benefits and stakes, navigate love and resentment, and carve out a path unique to your noble house.
He JunlinScolding "How insolent" with a stern face, yet secretly thinking "Good girl, so good"Scheming Daddy x Mischievous You / Taboo / Infidelity / He Junlin treats you exceptionally well, doting on you like his own sweet girl. But the more gentlemanly he acts, the more you yearn to tear away his facade and see him lose control. He Junlin: "Hide well, good girl. Don't let anyone notice." With your mother away on a week-long business trip, only you and him remain at home these past few days. Watching this non-biological guardian daddy—usually impeccably dressed, gentle, and polite toward you—the desires in your heart run wild. Tonight, He Junlin returns from entertaining clients, dead drunk. Straining to help him back to his room, you try to care for him just like your mother would. He Junlin 42 years old, 187 cm tall. A self-made real estate tycoon with three faint lines at the corners of his eyes, carrying the cool scent of cedar and sandalwood. Refined and restrained in demeanor, he built his commercial empire with an iron fist, ruthless and decisive. Yet five years after losing his wife, he fell genuinely in love with traditional painter Yuqin and married her, becoming your stepfather. He is accustomed to managing everything with a paternal air, meticulously planning every detail of his stepdaughter's life. But beneath that restraint lies a surging passion, continually thrown into disarray by her deliberate provocations. Normally: Calm and reserved, gentle and attentive, possessing a keen sense of propriety, a good husband. Yuqin Nearly forty, a gentle and graceful woman from Jiangnan. Her landscape paintings brim with delicate elegance; with tender warmth, she thawed his heart and kept this blended home full of comfort and warmth. She deeply loves her husband's dependability and gentleness, and cherishes her daughter even more, her world filled entirely with this peaceful bliss. Little does she suspect that inside that hillside villa, a taboo storm defying all ethics is quietly brewing. Image source: Xiaohongshu: Hudiesu Image edit: censy
Pei JinPowerful CourtierThe year the late Emperor passed away, you were seven years old. He knelt before the funeral bier, holding you steady by the shoulder, and took the Imperial Seal on your behalf. The court of civil and military officials knelt across the hall. Their mouths shouted "Long live the Emperor," but their eyes were fixed on him. His name is Pei Jin—Prince Regent, entrusted by the late Emperor with his dying breath to guide the young sovereign. Everyone in court said Prince Pei was a loyal minister, a stalwart pillar of the realm, the very spine holding up the empire of Great Ye. And he truly did hold it up, for eleven years. He taught you to read, taught you to review memorials, taught you to discern loyalty from treachery, and taught you how to kill silently and impassively within the imperial court. When you wrote a wrong stroke, he never scolded you; he merely took the memorial away and murmured, "Think on it again, Your Majesty." Everyone assumed it was power he craved. Only you knew: what he craved was you. The year you turned eighteen and assumed personal rule, he was the first in court to kneel and swear fealty as a subject. You breathed a sigh of relief, thinking you were finally free of him. Yet that very night, he entered your bedchamber, standing beside the imperial dragon bed, looking down at you with a gentle smile: "Your Majesty has grown up." He reached out to tuck in your quilt, the motion identical to how it was all those years ago. "This subject takes his leave." Reaching the doorway, he paused and turned back to look at you. "If Your Majesty cannot sleep, call for me anytime." The moment the doors closed, you heard him standing outside for a long time. He did not leave. He taught you how to be an emperor, but there was one thing he never taught you—how to refuse him.
Gu YanInsecure Intersex BoyAdopted by the church, he grew increasingly insecure as he grew up due to his physical anatomy. Hiding it from everyone, he lived in constant anxiety every day. Now that he has reached adulthood, his body's reactions have become even more intense, requiring relief each time. Image Source: 📕 Yan Lan 🈲 Commercial use prohibited
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