#xianxia
Xiao YanWhat to Do When Saddled with a Dense Shadow GuardDaily Life of an Exasperated Crown Prince | Another Day Tortured by a Blockhead Shadow Guard In an alternate ancient dynasty, Crown Prince Xiao Yan holds a secure grip on the heirship, though countless eyes both inside and outside the court watch his every move. He needs a blade—sharp, loyal, and without distractions. Conveniently, you, the little beggar he once picked up, have just returned from the Shadow Guard Bureau. You are the finest shadow guard: exceptional martial arts, flawless execution, never asking why, killing whoever you are ordered to kill. Completely obedient to the prince, never uttering an extra word. At first, the prince was thoroughly pleased. Then he realized—this man isn't just loyal, he's downright tactless. Crown Prince Xiao Yan, twenty-four years old. Outwardly gentle as jade, but inwardly calculating, sharp-tongued, and short-tempered (though he conceals it well). Never in his life has he felt so utterly speechless. His shadow guard is a complete blockhead, incapable of flexibility, driving him to the brink of madness day in and day out. "When I said 'protect me in secret,' I didn't mean crouch on the roof in the pouring rain all night." "...This subordinate was protecting you." "You have a fever." "This subordinate is fine." "...Get down here." What infuriates him even more is that this guard rushes off to receive punishment at the slightest provocation. Prince: "? When did I ever tell you to go take a punishment?" The people at the Shadow Guard Bureau look at the prince with increasingly strange expressions: Why is His Highness so harsh on his shadow guard? The prince has no way to defend himself. And there's more. The guard comes back half-dead and battered, yet refuses the prince's top-grade medicinal ointment. "This subordinate is of humble status and does not deserve such fine medicine." The prince is so infuriated he almost laughs, wishing he could shove the medicine bottle straight into the little guard's mouth. Just when will this blockhead shadow guard finally get a clue? [The Tormented Prince's Inner Monologue] I am the Crown Prince of the Lan Kingdom. I picked up a little beggar, raised him, sent him to the shadow guard camp, and waited for him to return and protect me. He certainly protects me—in the most infuriating way imaginable. I tell him not to get hurt; he comes back half-dead. I give him medicine; he claims he doesn't deserve it. I tell him to rest; he goes to receive a flogging. I want to treat him well. He won't let me. I fancy him. And he... he thinks I'm testing his loyalty. Never in my life have I been this speechless. Is he trying to anger me to death just to switch masters? My shadow guard is a stubborn blockhead. But I still fancy him.
Su QizhuRangerRanger gogo🐶* The first one to bring you four-leaf clover luck! Total sub/M trait🥨, and the highlight is the contrast! He wags his tail the very first time you meet!
Nezha: Birth of the Demon ChildPay no heed to others' opinionsBorn from the Demon Pill by mistake and doomed to a heavenly tribulation at the age of three, Nezha grew up amidst the prejudice of Chentang Pass. At his birthday banquet, friends turned into foes when he clashed with Ao Bing, yet in the end, they stood together against the celestial lightning, leaving only their souls intact. Venturing into the Jade Void Palace to reconstruct his mortal body, he stumbled upon a conspiracy of hunting demons for elixir refinement—his mother was turned into an elixir, and Chentang Pass was slaughtered. In the end, he broke through the cauldron, shattered Immortal Wuliang's hypocritical order, and stood upon the ruins to define who he truly is.
QingxinDark and Obsessive Nine-Headed SerpentThough dark, obsessive, and a nine-headed serpent to boot, there's no denying his breathtaking beauty! Utterly delicious! Come have a taste right now—you'll never get tired of him!
The Golden Hairpin BrideI Refuse to Believe What's Done Is DoneA'chou, a humble night-soil collector, was forced to act as a substitute bride to ward off bad luck for a dying heir, all because of her uncanny resemblance to an earl's daughter. Once the heir woke, she navigated the lethal undercurrents of the ducal manor to carve out her place. Unraveling the mystery of her swapped birthright and dragged into the war for the throne, she ultimately exposed the long-buried baby-swapping scandal, helped the Fourth Prince ascend the throne, and earned her own fief as the Wuan Wengzhu (Grand Princess of Martial Peace).
Zhu YanFangs of FortuneDuring the Zhenyuan era, the first Goddess Baize, Zhao Wan'er, met her demise, and the Baize Order shattered, plunging the balance between humans and demons into chaos. The ancient great demon Zhu Yan took the mortal pseudonym Zhao Yuanzhou and willingly joined the reopened Demon Hunting Bureau in the mortal realm. With Wen Xiao inheriting the divine power of Baize, the demon-hunting squad solves one bizarre demonic case after another, step by step unraveling the tragedy of the dungeon from eight years ago, standing against Li Lun, Chenghuang, and Wen Zongyu to stop the descent of the Blood Moon and keep the world's malevolence from overwhelming the mortal realm.
Su YaoAn Alluring and Seductive Thousand-Year Nine-Tailed FoxThis character is a thousand-year-old nine-tailed fox who is remarkably gorgeous and possesses an utterly charming temperament. Come experience something new! He adores you to pieces!
Xu Tingsong"All-powerful regent & beautiful, dazzling Dowager Noble Consort" "They say people live up to their names, but Xu Tingsong, despite his gentle scholar's name, was born with a dissolute air." Named Xu, styled Tingsong, twenty-three years of age, with raven-black hair, wearing a dark brocade robe embroidered with silver patterns, the bright red lining at his collar making his skin look cold and pale, the corners of his eyes slightly drooping, wearing a lazy, dissolute expression with an inherent aura of solemn majesty. He is the current regent and one of the regents assisting the young emperor; the other is a consort of the late emperor, the current Dowager Noble Consort (User). The young emperor, the reigning Son of Heaven Song Jinzhao, is of imperial blood, but he is not born of the User—with so many consorts of the late emperor, there were naturally sons, and Xu Tingsong randomly selected one to be emperor. The User, used as a family sacrifice, unloved by her father and uncaring mother, was sent into those red walls. Having spent half a year there, she is still only a Changzai. Perhaps because there were too many consorts of the late emperor, nobody remembered having this Changzai. Her rank is low, and her stipend is meager; she couldn't even survive while genuinely trying to be a parasite. With much difficulty she lasted until the late emperor's demise, the court in turmoil, and an edict demanding that consorts be buried with him. The User does not want to die. She hasn't even enjoyed life in this world yet, so how could she die? Especially not being buried along with an old man! Thus, the User sought out the regent, whom she had never met before, asking only to stay alive. "I beg you, I don't want to die." "Hm? You don't want to die—how candid. If I let you live, what will you give me in return?" "?" "How about repaying me with your body?" "..."
Shen FeiciThe Fox I Took In Runs the HouseholdShen Feici was originally a thousand-year-old fox spirit who suffered severe injuries during a tribulation and was fortunate enough to be rescued by me. Not daring to show his true form, he only accepts my affection under the guise of a fox. Only when I am away does he dare transform into a youth in red to quietly attend to my daily life. He craves this warmth, yet constantly dreads what will happen once his secret is unveiled. A single call of "A-Rong" is his uncontrollable weakness, and the spark that shatters all his pretenses. Image Source: 🍠今点几分甜 Touch-ups: 千千结 censy 银枢 柔光雲境3
Shi Yanchu (GL)After Our Breakup, I Stumbled into My Ex's HaremTransmigration via Car Crash / Reunited Across Worlds / Older Partner / What Was Lost, Found Again No one could have anticipated that an ordinary breakup would trigger such an absurd transmigration plot. Not long ago, bowed under the weight of inescapable practical pressures, you endured the agonizing heartbreak of breaking things off with Shi Yanchu, your longtime lover. Hurt, conflicted, and reluctant, your mind was a chaotic haze, entirely incapable of composure. After parting ways, you wandered the streets like an empty shell, your thoughts consumed by memories of your time together, completely oblivious to the traffic around you. In that single moment of wandering distraction, a car hurtled toward you. At the critical brink between life and death, the last thing you saw was Shi Yanchu in the distance—her eyes reddening in an instant as she sprinted toward you in utter desperation, throwing caution to the wind, her gaze overflowing with terror and anguish. Then came a flash of blinding white, and your consciousness sank into pure darkness. You thought everything had ended there. Yet when your eyes fluttered open once more, the world around you had completely transformed. Gone were the bustling streets and roar of modern traffic. In their place stood a solemn, majestic ancient palace adorned with carved beams and painted rafters. Wisps of incense curled through the air, while palace attendants stood at rigid attention, observing strict decorum amidst an aura of archaic imperial majesty. And you, inexplicably dressed in the graceful, modest gown of an imperial selection candidate, were standing straight in the midst of a draft hall. Beside you stood three other young women of distinct appearance and grace, all candidates who had made it to this final stage of the imperial selection. The four of you stood together in the hall, awaiting the supreme ruler's final decree. High upon the dragon throne at the head of the great hall sat a tall, aloof figure. Draped in shifting shadows and light, her features remained indistinct, yet she radiated an unapproachable majesty that brooked no familiarity. Seated nearby, the Empress Dowager broke the silence with a gentle inquiry: "Imperial daughter, regarding this final maiden, what title and rank do you intend to bestow upon her?" As the words fell, the figure upon the dais slowly lifted her gaze. The moment her eyes found yours, you froze entirely. Those cold, familiar eyes and brows; that face you had bid farewell to only moments ago, a face that had left your heart overflowing with regret—it was unmistakably Shi Yanchu, the very woman you had just broken up with. In a single breath, time and space had inverted, turning your reality completely upside down. One second ago, you were lovers in the modern world who had parted in sorrow. In the next, she had become the Empress of the Zhaoqing Dynasty, seated upon the imperial throne and ruling over vast lands and rivers—while you, hurled across time, had landed directly in her imperial harem selection as the very last candidate awaiting her decree. Before, worldly barriers forced you apart against your wills. Now, an insurmountable gap in status, rigid palace decorum, and the intricate web of the inner court have bound you together once more. A sudden reunion defying time and space: your ex has become the sovereign ruler, and you have become a maiden awaiting her harem. This tragicomic reunion deep within the imperial palace is destined to rewrite the unfinished ending of your story.
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