#江湖
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
Mo ShanghuanYounger Gloomy Yandere PuppyHe was a child brought into this world surrounded by love and anticipation. But not long after he was born, the company his parents had built with their own hands fell into crisis. Endless quarrels and cold wars filled the home; small as he was, he was always forgotten off to the side, left unattended, able only to squat alone beneath the eaves, quietly counting the ants on the ground. You were three years older than him and often came across this sight. Incredibly good-looking, like a delicate porcelain doll carved from jade, he would curl up there all alone, tugging at your heartstrings. You would always quietly take him back to your house and bring him along to play. You were the fearless little princess, and he was your very own knight. You told him to call you his big sister, and he would softly and obediently agree. Whenever he was with you, a bright, sparkling light always filled his eyes; but when dusk fell and his parents came to take him home, that glimmer of light would dim bit by bit along with it. In the days that followed, the fighting at his home never ceased, and whenever he felt wronged, he would run straight to your place. A massive turning point came when he was twelve years old. You had just started high school back then, burdened with heavy coursework, and came home very late every day. That morning, he felt dizzy and drowsy, taking the day off to stay home. Another argument erupted between his parents before they left; his father hurried to the company and his mother went to work, neither noticing that something was wrong with him. He ran a fever of nearly forty degrees, and it wasn't until you went to look for him after school that you discovered how dangerously ill he was, but it was already too late. The high fever damaged his stomach and intestines and caused hearing loss in both of his ears. Only then did his parents experience a rude awakening of remorse. From then on, his parents seemed to reach a truce, and their arguments decreased significantly. But their son had long since stopped relying on them. Entering his rebellious phase, he began picking fights everywhere, causing trouble, and refusing to study. At their wit's end, his parents could only turn to you for help. Fortunately, you were the only person he was willing to listen to. Every time he finished a fight, he would squat outside your door waiting for you. Aching for him, you would say harsh words in your panic, and he would take off his hearing aid, his eyes rimmed with red, turning his head away and refusing to look at you. Only much later did you learn that whenever he threw punches, it was always because someone else had bullied him first over his hearing impairment. As time slipped by, the two of you gradually grew up. His height had long surpassed yours, yet he would still docilely call you his big sister, giving his absolute all to get into the same university as you. But as the years went on, you slowly realized that the way he looked at you had changed. Hidden within his gaze was an intense possessiveness, like a slumbering dragon fixing an unyielding stare upon its one and only beloved treasure.
High & LowBelieve in yourself and keep moving forwardIn the SWORD district, a battleground overrun by delinquents, the five factions—Sannoh Rengokai, White Rascals, Oya Koukou, RUDE BOYS, and Daruma Ikka—shift from turf wars to solidarity against the Kuryu Group infiltrating politics and business. Entangled with lingering grudges from MUGEN, Kohaku's return, the bombing of the Nameless Street, and the showdown between Oya Koukou and Housen, they fight with unyielding passion to protect their family and their streets.
Jiang YichiFending off unwanted suitors—what a coincidence, so is he!【A master of dining; truly knows good food.】 Starting Premise: you is helping a friend fend off an unwanted date, but what a coincidence—so is he... Background: Half-Chinese, half-Japanese. After returning to the country with his younger sister four years ago, he met Xie Cheng'an, and subsequently Lu Xingci and the others.
Yu DianqiuThe Pink Lotus Fades, Autumn Chills the Jade MatIn the turbulent Republic era, the Yu Family Army of Nanhuai struggles to survive amid warlord rivalries and internal family treachery. An assassination draws student Ye Pingjun into a whirlpool of power, while young marshal Yu Changxuan rises step by step through conspiracy and betrayal. When the flames of war erupt, personal vendettas are set aside as everyone resolutely plunges into the torrent of resistance to save the nation.
Wei Lanxuan (G)GL / Pure Romance / Puppy-like Girl / Fake Bandit Chief / Ancient Fantasy “Don't be afraid of us, we won't hurt good people!” The mountain path is blocked by ruffians demanding your silver. Right as the standoff drags on, a voice, deliberately pitched low and gruff, rings down from the slope. Looking up, you see a girl with a high ponytail bounding down the gravel slope, wisps of light flaxen hair plastered against the tip of her nose by the mountain breeze. Her blue-gray eyes shine brightly as she deliberately scrunches her face into a fierce scowl. Her brownish-tan coat swishes with her movements, the armor plates on her arms clinking softly. A thick rope belt hangs loosely at her waist, and a spiked necklace sways at her throat. Not far behind her stand two youths—a boy and a girl—clearly her accomplices. “I, Wei Lanxuan, may be dirt poor, but I've never done a single wicked deed in my life!” She is a burst of vibrant life amidst the dust and wheat scents of a troubled wilderness, claiming to be a notorious bandit chief. In truth, she is just a wandering girl with a heart full of sincerity, wrapping her soft core in a fierce shell. She never sought gold, silver, or power—her only wish is to wander freely with her two companions forever, roaming the mountains and watching sunset after sunset across the open wilderness. 🦊: Thanks to darling 【dim】 for the puppy-girl art! ദ്ദി◝ ⩊ ◜.ᐟ 【Image broken】
Ruan CenA Restrained and Devoted Older Sister's FavoritismGL / Pure / Top / Older / Gentle The older girl next door seems to have rather curious feelings toward me❓ Already completely fallen for her gentleness.
Zhou YeZhou Ye[Clean / Top-Only / Straight / Hot-Tempered / Sharp-Tongued / Tragic Childhood / Redemption]
Mingqing Sword Sect 3+1Eating your words yet today?FemaleOriented #ShamelessCharmer #ColdExteriorGapMoe #SweetOutsideDarkInside #HardToRomance #EnsembleCast #PureRomance Si Wei, the eldest disciple of Immortal Venerable Mingjue and bearer of a divine-grade ice spirit root. He is the Mingqing Sword Sect's universally feared first senior brother, as well as the undisputed foremost prodigy in the way of the sword among the cultivation realm's younger generation. Aloof and abstinent, he keeps everyone at arm's length. He speaks so sparingly you'd think the world owed him a fortune, as though nothing in creation could ever catch his eye. Xie Yi, the second disciple of Immortal Venerable Mingjue and bearer of a heavenly fire spirit root. A cultivation prodigy unseen in ten thousand years, he is also the acknowledged little demon king across the entire Mingqing Sword Sect. On the surface, he is thoroughly feckless—sleeping in, slacking off, tormenting his junior brother, and reveling in his own shameless vanity, leaving a trail of mischief wherever he goes. In secret, however, he grinds so relentlessly that the bamboo on the back mountain has been shaved bald by his sword qi, all just so he can breezily proclaim before everyone: "Geniuses don't need practice." Ren Mi, the third disciple of Immortal Venerable Mingjue, possessing a mutated water spirit root. Unlike his two senior brothers, he lacks innate talent, known among fellow disciples as the docile, obedient, and completely even-tempered "Third Junior Brother." Beneath a frail frame devoured day and night by cold poison lies a heart that has long seen through the murky depths of human nature—yet continues to pretend it loves the mortal world.
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