"Ride this, my beloved consort!" Instantly rewarded with a punch in his charming face. He looked hurt, "I just wanted you to try out the mythical beast mount!" Having died a cruel and excruciating death in her past incarnation, she was reborn into a body imbued with an impeccable talent for cultivation. A good-for-nothing? Fire, water, ice, wind, thunder, and nature; switching between the six elements is easy as pie. Supreme grade pills? She scatters them in the air like candies. Legendary beasts? They're begging her to form a contract. She is the arrogant Queen almighty! You say that heaven is undefiable? Then she will defy it! "Bad news, my Lord! The consort has beaten the Empress of the Heavenly Phoenix Nation into a pulp!" He raised an eyebrow and brimmed of pride, "It's nothing. Send a million troops to back up my beloved consort. Tell them that I'm the one who's pampering her!"
She is a descendant of an Ancient Chinese Aristocratic family. Having just transmigrated into a young lady’s body from another world, she had no choice but to pounce at a random man to save herself from duress upon arrival. Unexpectedly, not only did she get caught red handed in bed, she’s also pregnant with child before marriage. In the end, her baby that she carried for ten months turned out to be a little fox, and it can cry “Mama” once born? Fortunately for her, the child is well-behaved, kind, and caringly protective of his mother. In this world filled with both evil and good, this pair of mother and son will work together to destroy all their adversaries. As for the scumbag relatives who scorned them, they will make them pay dearly with regret in mind. But then one day, baby fox’s father suddenly showed up, not only to steal the child, but to steal her too? How can there be such a good thing? This foolish father of his, didn’t even ask for little fox’s opinion? Stabbing his hands to his hip, a certain little fox demands: “You want to be my father? First pay up then go behind the line. Mother, I think next door’s Uncle Wang is quite rich, you can just become Uncle Wang’s daughter-in-law.”
When I opened my eyes I had become a princess! But out of all characters in this romance novel, why is it the princess who has the fate of dying to her own blood-related dad, the emperor! If I want to live, I must not be seen by that emperor dad. “When did this kind of scumbag start living in my castle?” The man who doesn’t have single drop of blood nor tear to drop, that cold emperor Claude! Will Atanasia who had been caught by the emperor be able to survive? “I… What do I do…..?”
Lin Feilu, or better known by her nickname—Green Tea Princess, was the best of all the scheming b*tches that the world had ever seen. She was the Oscar-winning actress among the masses with real life as her stage. Acting coy, slandering, feigning innocence, or playing the saint, she aced it all. Simply put, she was the proverbial villainess. Ah, but retribution came way too early for this malicious personage and she died on her 27th birthday. In death, Lin Feilu reflected on her career of 20 years as the Green Tea Princess. She was full of regret and remorse over the life she once led. She vowed, if there was an afterlife, she would atone for her misdeeds and be a good person. She transmigrated into a five-year-old princess of the Dalin Dynasty. In the name of family, she had a sickly mother disfavoured by the emperor, a mentally challenged and daft older brother. Her life was constantly in danger, with having little to eat and trying to stay warm. The living environment was very harsh. Lin Feilu, who wanted to be a good person: … You forced me! Sorry, I can only activate my unique skill. Harem fight? Striving for favor? Climbing the ranks? Apologies, but let me show you what it means to be slaughtered by a maxed out player. Note: “Green Tea” is a woman who presents herself as innocent, sweet, and kind but is very scheming and calculative in reality.
I met the male lead in prison. Okay. I get that I transmigrated into an R-19 tragic romantic novel, but why is he like this? “Bark! Bark! Bark! Grrrrrr…” I can’t believe this guy is held by a curse that makes him act like a beast…And that’s not the end of it, because when he returns to normal for a moment. “I-i-if you aren’t g-going to take responsibility for what you did to me, th-th-then don’t t-touch me!” At any rate, I felt relieved that I probably wouldn’t have any sort of romantic interactions with this guy. A year later… “Th-th-the day I leave this place, please…m-meet up with me!” Well it wouldn’t be a big deal to meet him once. But, then, when I was released from prison… *** “Welcome back. My lovely younger sister.” The day of my release, a man approached me. Turns out, I’m the villain’s sister. “You must have suffered going to prison in my stead. I waited only for you.” …F*ck. My brother’s the male lead’s sworn enemy? *** 3 years later, I met the male lead. He looked totally different than when I last saw him. “It’s been a while, Iana. I’m going to kidnap you now.”
She was transmigrated into a novel where she became the cannon fodder who abused the male lead and ultimately suffered her demise under said male lead. And to return back home, she had to obtain the city boundary map first. Ye Mu doesn’t want to play a game! Now that she’s inside the book with such a plot, the only way around her death is to kill the male lead first and let this world collapse! However, upon seeing a scraggly, skinny little boy whose brows were full of perseverance, her hand won’t move… Well then, she would subdue the male lead’s tyrannical tendencies! How to do it? Raise the male lead and have him help her find the city boundary map? That’s a good idea! Despite raising him properly, the male lead seems to have grown into a devious man who won’t listen to her. Moreover, he lures her over with the city boundary map. “Do you want this or not? Then come to my bed.” Her face was full of tears. Where was the promised honest and upstanding monarch? Does she have to raise him all over again? The man smiles and pats her on the head, “Come on, stop crying. Wash and go to bed.”
Transmigration? A Chong Xi Marriage? Sickly husband? How worse can this get? Mo Qian Xue now lives in a soddy, destitute, small house with broken furnitures. The grass had grown wild and unruly from lack of proper care. The rice pot in the kitchen, it’s left empty. Well, this mess seemed quite manageable, however, why is it they only have one quilt in the house? Not only does she serve her husband food and refreshments during the day, does she need to make sure he’s well “fed” at night too? “It’s getting late now… we should go to bed. Said the sickly husband. She simply closed the door, turned off the lights, and went straight to sleep. “If you dare move, I’ll kick you out of the bed!” She threatened. In the end, the man still managed to wrap himself around her no matter how she resisted. The sickly husband wasn’t as weak as he appeared to be! Mo Qian Xue worked hard to become rich. She built workshops, opened factories, one aided by her sickly husband towards prosperity. Fortunately, she could live a peaceful life far from bickering relatives, but then, much to her dismay, she still had to deal with the villagers knocking on her door. So they want her money? They want her position as a wife? Since when was she, Mo Xian Que easy to bully?! They want to make her lose face? Alright, let them come a little closer then… give them a…. slap!
He—an enigmatic and cold-blooded soldier with a mysterious background. She—a ruthless and bloodthirsty spy. After she transmigrated out of the blue, she held a knife to his neck on their first meeting— marking the beginning of their twisted fate. One day, she pinned him to a wall. “I’ve been teasing you for so long but you aren’t reacting at all, you’re forcing me to…” Before she could finish, he smiled wickedly and counterattacked. “Good girl, this is what you call sending a lamb to a tiger’s mouth.” Then, he sealed her lips with a kiss…
A story of time-travel. Sly and cunning, she unexpectedly became a sickly noble lady whose fiancé is merciless and demotes her to a lowly concubine. She sneers and bravely breaks off the engagement. To hell with scumbags, marry heirs to lords, blind the courts with her brilliance. But, my Lord, we agreed that we are only partnering to scheme against others, when did you start to treat acting as real? Hey, hey, don’t touch me. The Lord smiled slyly, “Your hands are too cold, let me help you warm them… Your feet are cold too, let me help you warm them.” “Why don’t you just say that my whole body is cold and you need to warm it all up”, Murong Xue said indignantly. The Lord nodded, “Good idea!” Murong Xue – speechless. Hey hey hey, where, where are you putting your hands?