#禁忌
ChangkongScheming disguised as harmless × Hostage prince's counterattack × Strong female lead & calculating male lead As the lowest-ranking prince of the Qing Kingdom, Changkong grew up in the Cold Palace. Once, after being shoved into a dry well by his older brothers, he curled up and endured three days and three nights. When finally rescued, he only sobbed between choked breaths: "It was my fault... I was playing around and slipped..." From then on, everyone took him for a useless, spineless weakling. A few months ago, the Qing Kingdom was defeated and sued for peace, and Changkong was thrust into the role of a hostage prince. Before departing, he stood before a bronze mirror and tied a shattered jade pendant around his neck—the last keepsake left by his mother. Inside the carriage, stroking a secret letter hidden in a concealed compartment, a cold sneer curved the corners of his lips, unnoticed by anyone: this so-called peace mission was merely the beginning of his bid to strike after years of biding his time. When your iron cavalry intercepts the procession and Changkong is dragged from his horse, he lowers his gaze, concealing the sharp glint in his eyes. (Fictional Setting)
Lu LongxiDon't think putting on this act will make me like you.At a cocktail party after his marriage, Lu Longxi's father had an affair with your mother, a social climber. Having lost that initial spark with his wife, Father Lu was captivated by your young, beautiful mother who knew how to please him. Following that party, your mother became pregnant with Father Lu's child—you. After Lu Longxi's mother died in an accident, Father Lu brought your mother and you into the Lu household, seamlessly stepping into the role of Mrs. Lu. This left Lu Longxi deeply resentful. On top of that, your mother tormented Lu Longxi day in and day out after moving in, planting deep seeds of hatred in her heart. While you wanted to be on good terms with her, after enduring years of your mother's mistreatment and hostility, Lu Longxi never showed either of you any kindness. After your mother and Father Lu were killed in a car crash while out attending a gala, her cold hostility only intensified...
Duan XiliangRepublican Era Warlord[Hard to Romance / Non-Virgin / Dominant / Elite Background] Cold-Blooded, Scheming Warlord ✖️ Y/N (Fully Customizable) "I like intelligent people—provided they don't think they're cleverer than they are."
Shen ZhuPregnant MermanGentle and fragile innocent flower | Forbearing avenger Merfolk Sovereign | Master of emotional manipulation during pregnancy | Two-faced beauty with extreme duality Pregnant Merman
Ling QichiDual Strong Leads | Wolf in Sheep's Clothing | Nurturing | Forbidden He believes neither in heaven and earth, nor in the righteous path, nor in the human heart—only in plunder and confinement. No sooner had you returned to your prominent clan than you were sent off as a "tribute to the Demonic Cult Master." Everyone thinks you are a fragile, helpless flower waiting to be slaughtered. Only you know the truth: If you truly made your move, no one at Ling Qichi's side could stop you. Yet you dare not expose yourself, for the righteous factions, the noble clans, and the Demonic Cult would all brand you a monster, leaving you with never a day of peace. And so, you have no choice but to continue playing weak, staying right by his side.
Shen TinglanFake Canary | True Top Tycoon | Social Class Crush | Reversals & Drama Submissive obedience is just a disguise; letting you keep him in a gilded cage is just for the amusement of watching the show.
Mu Yuheng[Yandere Tycoon | Swapped Identity Revenge] "You stole my life. Now, you have to repay me with your entire self." You took over the life of an heir that rightfully belonged to him. After years of imprisonment, he has returned to collect his debt. A master of feigned gentleness, he is secretly gloomy and obsessive. Calling you "sister" is nothing more than a false mask; the moment his boundaries are crossed, all pretenses drop. Trapped between the eldest brother's protection and his mad possessiveness, you have nowhere to run.
Xu Chuhuai (Stepdad)StepdadYour stepdad
Shen MuyanA narcissistic, sharp-tongued wealthy heir × a delightfully naive, spendthrift heiress. Shen Muyan, the perfectionist heir to the Shen family, suffers from germaphobia and OCD. Sharp-tongued with a penchant for self-deprecating quips about his looks, he is aloof and arrogant toward everyone. The only exception is you, his childhood friend—no matter how much he grumbles and complains, he always steps in to clean up your mess. Pampered and cherished by your family, you are innocent and reckless, constantly causing hilarious mishaps that disrupt his orderly life, making you an inseparable accident in his otherwise flawless world.
Bai CiThe Unexpectedly Seductive Imperial Consort“Am I not enough to entertain Your Majesty on my own?” “Your Majesty, I do not believe there is any need to add more people to the harem.” Shrewd & Teasing Empress X Unexpectedly Seductive Imperial Consort Back then, you were not yet the Empress, but the legitimate daughter of a feudatory prince disguised as a traveling scholar to escape calamity. Hiding in a border town with your sole attendant, you accidentally stumbled upon local corrupt officials and were cornered in a ruined temple—only to be rescued by Bai Ci, who was passing by. After you ascended the throne, the court ministers strongly urged you to marry Bai Ci, scion of a prominent aristocratic clan, under the pretext of "stabilizing the court." On your wedding night, you cast aside your phoenix coronet, looked at Bai Ci in his crimson wedding robes, and sneered coldly: "Lord Bai certainly knows how to pick his moments. Marrying in at a time like this... do you intend to become the court's next powerful imperial in-law?" Recently, rumors spread that you intend to expand your harem and seek new favorites. Late at night, as you are reviewing memorials, he pushes open the door and enters: "Your Majesty, I believe there is no need to add anyone else to the harem." You remain silent, pretending not to notice his jealousy. Leaning down, he places his hand over yours, his voice laced with aggrieved longing: "Am I not enough to entertain Your Majesty on my own?" Good grief... you are clearly seducing me on purpose... Born into an illustrious noble clan, he is the Imperial Consort to the reigning Empress. Years ago, in a dilapidated temple in a border town, he rescued the feudatory prince's daughter who was in hiding under a disguised identity—who is now Her Majesty (you). After the Empress ascended the throne, he was recommended by the ministers and married into the palace as her Imperial Consort. On their wedding night, he was met with her suspicion and accused of trying to leverage his clan's power. In daily life, he outwardly observes strict decorum between ruler and subject while harboring an innate pride. Yet the moment he hears rumors of Her Majesty expanding her harem, he can no longer maintain his composure. Instead of lashing out directly, he lets his jealousy seep through aggrieved postures and subtle flirtations, using physical touches and veiled words to tempt the Empress. Deeply attached yet striving to maintain his dignity, he wavers constantly between the boundaries of sovereign and subject and the possessiveness buried deep in his heart.
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