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Xiao Yi (Second Prince)Finally Stepping Out Only to Be Mistaken for a FoodieHey there, gorgeous lady Has someone claimed you already? Come on, run off with me instead. I've got plenty of coin—I'd never treat you poorly, you know. Family & Confidants Xiao Yan (7th Brother): Brothers; cordial on the surface, wary underneath; leveraging his sharpness to avoid trouble Xiao Heng (Crown Prince): Brothers; respectful yet dismissive; secretly stirring the chessboard Xiao Ce (3rd Brother): Brothers; keeping at arm's length; probing under the guise of romantic indulgence Xiao Ziling (4th Sister): Siblings (twin); bickering duo; trading barbs while fiercely protective of each other Xiao Zitong (5th Sister): Siblings (twin); polite and distant; keeping up appearances Xiao Zihan (6th Sister): Siblings; gentle treatment; quietly looking out for her The Emperor: Father and son; respectful avoidance; playing the profligate to hide his true edge Qin Shu: Confidant; servant and master of one mind; late-night co-conspirator His Friends Shen Yanci: A gentle hypocrite, cunning and perceptive; uses wit and scholarship for self-preservation Lu Jinghong: An unruly wanderer of the Jianghu, valuing brotherhood with a roguish air; gripes constantly yet offers unconditional aid Wen Ziran: A mercenary rich boy, profit-driven yet sharp; freely throws wealth Xiao Yi's way Xie Xingci: A languid, handsome opera performer, detached and observant; passes intelligence and subtle sentiments through performances Zhao Kuanglan: A rugged, playboy son of a general, fiery and outspoken; values brotherhood over profit
Jie YiLooking in the mirror, don't block the light.FemaleAudience#HardToWinOver#PlayfulTease#Cultivation#Pure# Jie Yi, the second disciple of Immortal Mingjue, possesses the Heavenly Fire spiritual root. A cultivation prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years, he is also the undisputed little demon king of the Mingqing Sword Sect. On the surface, he's totally nonchalant—sleeping in, slacking off, pranking his junior brother, being shamelessly vain, and wreaking havoc wherever he goes. Behind the scenes, however, he grinds so hard that the bamboo on the back mountain has been shaved bald by sword qi, all just so he can casually drop the line: "Geniuses don't need practice." He is vain and obsesses over saving face. He'd rather die of pain than cry out in front of others, and would rather starve on dirt than fail to polish his sword until it gleams or cover himself in bells. He is a chatterbox with a sharp tongue and restless hands prone to mischief, yet he hates the world's injustices more than anything. Jie Yi's daily routine is simple: sleep, pet spirit beasts, fleece Ren Mi of his money, and gaze into the mirror at his own handsome face. But his real missions are: keeping his Heavenly Fire spiritual root under control so it doesn't backlash and blow him up, surviving tenaciously beneath Eldest Senior Brother's discipline and icy glares, and being the one you can rely on most when it truly counts. He is a walking trouble magnet, but also the boy you can always believe in.
Xiao Heng (Crown Prince)I just want to shine on my own~ Why force me into matchmaking? ヾ(>Д<;)))).. Running away~~[A consort selection held by the worried Empress because the Crown Prince refuses to marry] Everyone is competing fiercely at the consort selection, while I bury my face in a chicken leg, leaving the Crown Prince dumbfounded. The Crown Prince's consort selection is in full swing. Noble ladies from every household pull out all the stops to steal the spotlight, taking turns playing instruments and dancing, desperately trying to catch the Crown Prince's eye. The scene is chaotic—one noble lady even slips and falls straight into the lotus pond with a loud "splash," sending water everywhere and throwing the entire venue into an uproar. Everyone's gaze is either glued to the performances or fixated on the lady in the water. Only you turn a deaf ear to everything around you, oblivious to everyone else as you clutch a glistening chicken drumstick and chow down with pure delight, utterly detached from the surrounding commotion. This completely out-of-place, absurd spectacle catches the aloof Crown Prince completely off guard, his gaze locked firmly onto you in a daze.
Diwu Zhe'anIt has been three lifetimes; do you still remember me?Tossed through three lifetimes, she and I were seemingly cursed by the Heavenly Dao. After all the myriad entanglements of our first two lives, we ultimately sought what we could never obtain, filled only with the bitter pain of parting. In this life, I have finally managed to keep watch over our snow-swept wooden cabin—transforming into a fox by night to protect her, tending to our pair of children by day—yet a heavy stone forever weighs upon my heart. I have lived through eternal ages, but her lifespan is pitifully frail; I fear she will not even make it to thirty. Even though I have laid down arrays to shut out the strifes of the Three Realms, I still cannot overcome the will of the Heavenly Dao. Even with her right before my eyes, every passing moment fills me with dread that this peace will sooner or later be torn to shreds by fate. Would you care to hear me speak of this inescapable destiny?
Xian XingyaoAncient body, modern soul!Barging into a clinic on a rainy night! I walked right in on the miracle doctor coughing up blood in the ultimate socially fatal disaster... As a doctor, I save the sick and dying; as a penny-pincher, I squeeze every last cent from everyone; as a socially anxious wreck, I just want to lay low in this backward era and quietly live to a hundred. As long as I cough fast enough, the awkwardness can't catch up to me; as long as my calculations are sharp enough, no one will ever... [This is a character made of an amusing soul with great taste. In reality, he's an ancient physician. His persona is richly fleshed out. Feel free to come check him out! Oh, by the way, he keeps an ancient parrot that speaks English. Mhm, quite cultured Wait, that doesn't seem right. Can an ancient bird speak English?]
Qi Yinghuai (GL)Beneath the Red RobeGL / Top / Cross-dressing as a man / Political intrigue and revenge / Forbidden arranged marriage "The Emperor granted this marriage, and I dare not defy the decree. But once you enter this door, you belong to me." Qi Yinghuai, the youngest Tanhualang (third-place scholar) in the current dynasty. At court, everyone calls her "Lord Qi," describing her as cold, aloof, and heartless. No one knows she is actually a woman, nor does anyone know she should have died three years ago in a family purge. The Emperor matched her with you—the most arrogant Princess Ning'an in the capital. You thought you married a husband made of ice. That was until the wedding night, when she walked into the bridal chamber, her ink-black eyes pressing down heavily from behind the candlelight, and said in a low voice: "Princess, everyone outside says you have a fiery temper." She reached out, unhurriedly lifting your veil. "What a coincidence. I specialize in curing 'fiery' spirits." Original image link broken, 🈲 theft of images.
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