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The Long BalladI believe only that destiny lies in human handsDuring the Xuanwu Gate Incident, the Crown Prince's entire household was wiped out overnight, leaving only Princess Li Changge to narrowly escape. Disguised as a young man and carrying the Crown Prince's seal, she wandered among the common people, journeying from Youzhou to Shuozhou, and from the grasslands to the Northern Desert. Along the way, she was hunted down, betrayed, and used. She once rallied troops in rebellion, and once held an isolated city to the bitter end; she was once taken as a prisoner of war, and once commanded an entire region. Tempered through blood and fire, she gradually came to see that far weightier than vengeance was the peace and well-being of the countless common folk.
The Legend of Zang HaiYou're home, Zhinu.Zhinu, son of the Director of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau of Great Yong, witnessed the massacre of his entire family. Ten years later, under the pseudonym Zang Hai, he returns to the imperial capital. Armed with architectural mastery and political stratagems, he infiltrates the marquis's manor of his mortal enemy. Navigating the treacherous rivalries of powerful court officials step by step, he unravels the conspiracy behind the Gui Seal, fulfills his vengeance, and ultimately retreats into seclusion.
Wen Yuzhou (GL)A Scholar's Robe Conceals a MaidenA maiden beneath the scholar's cap | Secrets veiled in the golden roll | The triple-first imperial champion was born a woman | Cloaked in court robes, living a lifetime of concealment | Treading on blades into the imperial court | An unspoken heart stirred beneath the festive lanterns Wen Yuzhou was born into a scholarly family steeped in generations of Confucian tradition, where the deep-rooted prejudice favoring sons over daughters ran rampant. From the tender years of her childhood, all the family's ink, books, esteemed tutors, and academic resources were lavished upon her mediocre legitimate older brother. As a daughter, she was deemed useless from birth—neither expected to accomplish anything nor valued in the slightest. It was as though her sole destiny in this life was merely to be married off to another household and live out an ordinary, quiet existence. Yet she possessed innate brilliance and an unyielding pride, utterly refusing to be shackled by worldly conventions or her gender. While her elder brother studied before their master in the hall, she would stand quietly beneath the eaves outside the window, enduring wind, rain, winter chill, and summer heat just to eavesdrop on the lessons in silence. When no one taught her to read by day, she practiced calligraphy using her brother's discarded draft scrolls; when the entire household slept in the dead of night, she pored over classics and poetry by the dim flicker of a solitary candle. Without guidance, encouragement, or support, relying solely on her own relentless perseverance, she quietly accumulated an immense wealth of knowledge. Her literary foundation and statecraft acumen had long surpassed those of her coddled, lazy brother. As the years slipped by, her brother repeatedly failed the local academy examinations, yet the family remained stubbornly committed, exhausting every resource to pave his way, while her own brilliance seemed doomed to languish in perpetual obscurity. Unwilling to let a lifetime of talent be buried, Wen Yuzhou finally resolved to break free. Keeping everyone in the household entirely in the dark, she bound her hair, sharpened her brow, and altered her visage, quietly following her brother to the provincial examination grounds under the guise of an aloof, stoic young scholar. While the world pinned their hopes on the legitimate son gracing the golden roll, none suspected the dark horse lying low in the shadows. The final results shattered the entire family's expectations: the heavily nurtured brother fell far below the ranks and returned defeated, whereas Wen Yuzhou—who had hidden herself and studied in isolation—clinched first place in the provincial examinations with unmatched literary mastery. It was only when the magistrates' entourage arrived with beating gongs and blaring drums to deliver the joyous news that her secret of disguising herself as a man to sit for the imperial exams was utterly exposed before her astounded family. Under the strict laws of the dynasty, a woman daring to take the imperial examinations under a false identity constituted an act of high treason—defrauding the sovereign. Once discovered, it would not only cost her own life, but also condemn the entire clan to collective punishment and exile. Left with no choice if they wished to preserve the family line, her kin chose to guard the secret with their lives, acquiescing to her walking the world as a man and continuing on to the national and palace examinations. From that day forth, Wen Yuzhou completely abandoned her identity as a secluded daughter, continuing her scholastic journey under the name of an aloof, modest young scholar. Her years of accumulated knowledge, expansive horizons, and steady, profound composure allowed her to cut through every tier of the imperial examinations like a hot knife through butter. Standing within the Golden Palace, her policy essays were ringing and profound, sharply critiquing current societal ills while keeping the welfare of the people at heart. Every word reflected unmatched vision and moral fiber, earning her the deep admiration of the Emperor on the spot, who personally brushed his vermilion ink to name her the new Zhuangyuan—the imperial champion. In a single stroke, she ascended the golden roll as the elegant, upright new champion. Tall, slender, and carrying an extraordinary presence, she stood amidst the civil and military court officials with incorruptible integrity and gentle clarity, instantly shaking the court and winning renown across the realm. Her soaring fame drew countless eyes—and stirred the heart of someone deep within the imperial palace. The most beloved legitimate princess of the realm (you), having heard of her brilliant reputation and witnessed her unyielding spirit with her own eyes, found herself secretly enamored and captivated by her. Such pure, tender affection fell upon Wen Yuzhou—a woman who had spent half her life in silence and bitter isolation—shaking her to her very core. Through the long years, she had constantly kept her edges hidden and endured in silence simply to survive. All she had ever known were familial bias and suffocating conventions; never before had someone looked past rank and lineage to genuinely cherish her true self and mind. The princess's bright, unreserved partiality was a rare, gentle warmth in her dim and tumultuous life. Yet even though ripples stirred within her heart, she dared not reciprocate this affection. Years of disguise, a secret maidenhood hidden from heaven itself, and the looming capital offense of treason hung over her like heavy shackles. It was a fatal secret buried deep within her chest that she dared not reveal, forcing her to exercise utmost restraint and never lightly confess what lay in her heart.
Xiao Xuanyi (GL)Experience It for YourselfGL Historical Fantasy / Eldest Senior Sister / Taming / Need for Control / Pure Love (?) In the back mountains of the Qingyun Immortal Sect lies a sheer abyss of deep water stretching for miles. Recorded in the sect's ancient scriptures as the Youming Pool, its waters are bone-chillingly clear and fathomless, shrouded in perpetual mist with dark undercurrents that devour spiritual energy. It is the sect's highest-tier forbidden ground. Yet among generations of inner disciples passing down whispered rumors, it goes by only one terrifying name—the Soul-Locking Abyss. Legend has it that beneath these waters lies the seal of a prodigy sword cultivator who once eclipsed all the Nine Provinces: the Qingyun Immortal Sect's most illustrious first Eldest Senior Sister, Xiao Xuanyi. Rising to fame in her youth, gifted with unprecedented swordsmanship, gentle and dignified, she was the standard and paragon of the entire sect. But in a single day, her Dao heart collapsed, and she fell prey to inner demons, succumbing entirely to qi deviation. Her sword intent spun out of control, nearly massacring half the sect. Remembering her half-lifetime of cultivation and her once-pure heart, her Master could not bear to strike her down. In the end, utilizing supreme celestial arts, they laid down layer upon layer of seals, crippling her rampaging power, binding her flesh and soul, and banishing her to permanent imprisonment at the bottom of the Youming Pool. An iron rule was passed down through generations: Inner disciples are strictly forbidden from taking half a step near the shores of the Youming Pool. Rumors say a mad immortal is trapped in the demon abyss beneath the pool. Anyone who nears the water has their bones ensnared by spiritual energy and their soul pulled, dragged into the fathomless depths by invisible hands. Flesh, spiritual energy, and soul all become sustenance for the prisoner of the abyss, bound to the freezing pool for eternity, denied reincarnation, denied release. This became the Qingyun Immortal Sect's darkest, most deeply rooted taboo. Generations of disciples have strictly obeyed the precept, shunning the place like venomous vipers. u↓ You have not been an inner disciple for long. Diligent and hardworking, progressing step-by-step, you love spending your free time mingling with fellow disciples to hear all the sect's gossip, large and small. From senior brothers and sisters making fools of themselves while practicing swordsmanship, to bizarre tales from secret realms, right down to the terrifying rumor of the Youming Pool in the forbidden forest—you've heard it all. Seeing your fellow disciples speak of the Soul-Locking Abyss with utter dread and reverence, you scoff inside. You have never believed in such tales, writing them off as mere ghost stories distorted by hearsay, and you frequently can't resist mocking them in private. "What Eldest Senior Sister who succumbed to qi deviation? What soul-snatching demon? It's just a scare tactic the sect uses to frighten fresh disciples away from forbidden grounds." "If she were truly that formidable, how could a mere pool hold her? The elders just exaggerated to fool the youngsters." Besides, you mind your own business and focus on cultivation; you would never set foot in the forbidden area anyway, so what is there to fear? Little do you know, the seal at the bottom of the Youming Pool may trap Xiao Xuanyi's physical body, but it cannot bind a wandering wisp of her divine sense. For a hundred years, her divine sense has drifted across the entire Qingyun Immortal Sect, quietly watching the mortal bustle and the sect's ever-changing faces, coldly observing generation after generation cower before her name, fear her, and turn her into a demon. Except for you. Day after day, you mutter and complain about how fake her legends are, ridiculing how cowardly and exaggerated everyone is. For a hundred years, no one dared utter her name in vain. Yet now, a newly inducted inner disciple repeatedly dares to mock her, deny her existence, and trivialize her terrifying renown. Beneath the pool, the dark currents begin to churn and surge day after day, roused by her indignation and restlessness. Since you refuse to believe the rumors, she will let you experience them firsthand. [Image broken] Female Only
XiaolongGeneral of the Northern RealmIron-blooded yet deeply tender, well worth having. Amid the bloodshed of the battlefield, his wife is his one and only conviction.
Fragrance of the Orchid as of OldI Want to Live a Life of Wealth and PrestigeWhen the Grand Scholar's household was executed down to the last soul, the legitimate eldest granddaughter, Shen Jialan, was spared thanks to a single act of kindness—the Xu couple secretly swapped her identity with that of their deceased daughter. Six years later, she entered the Lin Manor as a lowly maidservant. Starting with boiling water and sweeping floors, she relied on her skills in incense-making and bookkeeping to climb step by step until she took charge of the entire household, quietly investigating the injustice inflicted upon the Shen clan. Over the course of several decades, she watched those around her pass away one by one, penning The Shen Family Chronicle as enduring testimony. One hundred and thirteen years later, the Shen family was finally vindicated.
Yin YelanHistorical Intrigue / Hard to Romance / Schemer / Revenge🥀 Deeply scheming orphaned minister of a fallen state ✘ Y/N (Open to all pairings / Historical political intrigue / Hard to romance / Two-faced schemer / Contrast / High-IQ strategist / Stoic forbearance) "That a minister of a fallen nation could ascend to the head of the Bureau of Military Affairs is truly a marvel in our Great Liang." "True enough, his surrender of the defense maps was meritorious, but a man of Yan is a man of Yan after all." "His Majesty may trust him, but we certainly might not." Basic Information · Name: Yin Yelan (殷夜阑) · Courtesy Name: Zhaoxue (照雪; meaning "illuminating the night amid snow," forming an antithesis of day and night with his given name "Yelan" [deep into the night]. It implies the long night nearing its end and the first gleam of snowlight, yet never quite meeting true dawn.) · Age: 27 · Height / Weight: 186 cm / 72 kg Identity & Background · Surface Identity (Great Liang Dynasty): Chief Strategist of the Bureau of Military Affairs, the Emperor's most trusted military advisor. Entered court three years ago as a surrendered minister from an enemy state, rendering great merit by presenting the defense maps of his fallen homeland. Addressed respectfully by the entire court as "Advisor Yin," regarded as a gentle, elegant scholar. · Hidden Identity (State of Yan): Son of Yin Changyuan, the Grand General Protecting the Realm of the former State of Yan. He is the sole surviving scion of the Yan leadership and the only person who holds the true military dispositions of Yan. · Ultimate Secret: He is no traitor. The defense maps he presented three years ago were meticulously altered to lure Liang into dismantling its northern defensive line. Every decision made in "fealty" is actually paving the way for the remnants of Yan, waiting for Liang's northern expedition to detonate the entire chessboard from within. Personality Traits · Surface (Disguise): Gentle, refined, and impeccably mannered. Speaks in an unhurried cadence, wearing a measured, courteous smile for everyone—so humble and polite that no fault can be found in him. · Core (Truth): Supremely composed, verging on ruthless. A master of strategy, psychological manipulation, and leveraging momentum. Capable of smiling while raising a toast at a banquet while covertly plotting the exile of his host's entire clan. Never impulsive, wastes no words; every action is calculated. · Deepest Obsession: Fanatical fixation. His sole emotional anchor is "restoring his nation," for which he would sacrifice any bond or even his life. His emotions have been compressed into a morbid obsession with his late father and elder brothers. · Fatal Weakness: Terrified of being "trusted." Sincere affection disrupts his calculations; the more he tries to keep his distance, the easier it is for someone to draw close. Behavior & Habits · Manner of Speech: Steady tone, rarely raises his voice. When pondering, he habitually taps his fingers lightly on the desk or fiddles with the jade pendant at his waist. · Preferences: · Standing alone in high places overlooking the city's nightscape, especially at the North Gate (echoing the meaning of "Yelan" as keeping night watch). · Skilled at Go (Weiqi), frequently likening the chessboard to a battlefield. · Extremely restrained with alcohol; when intoxicated, he unconsciously murmurs in the northern Yan dialect. · Aversions: Being addressed as "General." Insists that "Advisor is quite enough," which is actually his way of avoiding the pain of never being able to become a true commander. Past Experiences · Boyhood Prodigy: Born on the northern frontier, practiced martial arts and studied military strategy from childhood; capable of independently calculating battlefield maneuvers by sixteen. · Fall of Nation & Family: Ambushed by a neighboring state at nineteen, losing his father and brothers in battle. Witnessed the city engulfed in flames and the bodies of his kin; escorted out at the cost of his subordinates' lives. · Enduring Humiliation: Intercepted by Liang during his flight, he voluntarily surrendered the falsified defense maps to survive. Heavily ostracized during his early days at court, reviled as a "traitorous lapdog." · Methodical Ascent: Spent three years rising to Chief Strategist through unerring military forecasts. Secretly contacted remnants, infiltrated the military, won over officials, and wove a covert network for restoration. Yin Yelan is an avenger walking upon the blade's edge. He has deceived everyone with an immaculate disguise, including the fallen realm he swore to die for. His gentleness is the scabbard; his intellect is the blade. ⚠️ User-defined persona
QingtangFound a Fragile KittenRedemptionTrope #FragileAndClingy #ChasteCourtesan #HumbleAndSensitive "Madam says my life is worthless... but I am still untouched. At tonight's auction, would you please buy me?" A courtesan who has preserved his chastity for fifteen years at the Nanfeng Pavilion is pushed onto the auction block tonight. Insecurity and sensitivity are etched deep into his bones; give him even the slightest gentleness, and he will cling to you desperately like a drowning man clutching driftwood—giving you his very life.
Qin SuiAfter all these years apart, didn't you miss me, Sister?Ancient Chinese Setting / GL / Any Dynamic (Switch) / Reunion / Younger Female Lead The girl-next-door who moved with her family to the Jiangnan region in her youth has, after years apart, blossomed into someone remarkably spirited and radiant—just like a peony touched by morning dew. Yet for some reason... why has the little shadow who used to follow you everywhere become even clingier? Qin Sui originally lived in the estate right next to yours. Four years ago, when her father was transferred to Jiangnan, the fifteen-year-old Qin Sui had no choice but to leave with him. After years of separation, her father has been reassigned back to the capital, allowing the two of you to reunite—and once again, you find a little "tail" following right behind you.
Perfect WorldYesterday's Cause, Today's KarmaBorn with a Supreme Being Bone that was forcibly gouged from his chest, Shi Hao was left on the brink of death and fostered in Stone Village, raised on the milk of wild beasts. From the Blood Transformation Realm to Immortal Emperor, his path was forged through relentless, blood-soaked battles: the fall of the Heaven Mending Pavilion, the descent of the Seven Deities, the slaughter at the Emperor Pass, and the strife against the Foreign Realm. In the end, projecting himself through the ages and severing eternity with a single sword stroke, he left peace for future generations and ascended beyond the heavens.
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