[Double male protagonists, forced love, yandere paranoia, two strong men abusing scumbags, sweet and flirtatious, 1V1 double purity]

In order to eliminate the resentment of evil ghosts, the ghost messenger Shuangyu travels to three thousand small worlds to slap the faces and abuse the scum, but who can tell him why there are crazy people in every world who force love on him?

The boss smiled charmingly and caressed the reddened corners of his eyes in the video: "The crying expression must be more attractive."

His Highness Alpha appears to be sunny and handsome, but he pushes him against the wall at night: "Yu, you are mine!"

The stand-in knocked on Bai Yueguang's door in the middle of the night and cried, "Hold me, I had a nightmare again."

The father of the vampire smiled evilly: "Wolf cub, how does it feel to become the vampire you hate the most?"

The personal guard knelt on one knee with a pious expression: "Master, if you want to take back this kingdom, you have to satisfy this servant."

…

Shuangyu was helpless and annoyed. Who could tell him where all the souls he had extradited after working so hard on the mission had gone? !

King Ashura smiled and beckoned to him: "Yu, are you looking for them? Be good, come into my arms, all their souls are yours!"

Song Jinxiu transmigrated into the body of a peasant girl. Her s*umbag Father had taken a new wife, her Mother had been cast aside, and now Song Jinxiu was left to fend for herself while caring for her crippled Brother, young brother, frail Mother, and Meimei (Little Sister). Determined to carve out their own path, she split from the family and started anew.

With a magical space at her fingertips, she struck it rich overnight. Strategic and resourceful, she led her kin in transforming their fortunes and elevating their status.

Yet—

How could a golden-scaled dragon remain in a shallow pond?

At the first sign of wind and cloud, it would soar to the heavens!

(Traditional Historical Romance + Female Lead Redemption + Faked Death + Late-Stage Possessive Obsession)

Song Li was the legitimate daughter of the Loyal Marquis’s household. After her father and brother backed the wrong side in court, they were imprisoned and executed. She fell from a noble highborn lady to a lowly concubine used for revenge, and eventually died young from depression and despair.

When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to when she was thirteen. And kneeling in the courtyard at that moment was the lowly young boy who, in the future, would become a powerful minister—second only to the emperor.

So, she completely changed her former spoiled ways, flattering him in every possible manner, appearing pitiful and obedient. All she wanted was for Pei Jingheng, once he rose to power, to show mercy to the Song family.

To win a chance of survival for her father and brother, she died taking a sword for Pei Jingheng in front of everyone. She left cleanly, but drove the young minister mad with grief—his hair turned white overnight, and every night he suffered heart-wrenching pain and coughed up blood.

In countless midnight nightmares, Pei Jingheng woke up in cold sweat, tormented by regret. Why hadn’t he protected Song Li back then?

He only wanted to finish handling state affairs quickly so he could join her in death.

Until one day, during a secret investigation in Wangzhou, he unexpectedly saw the person he thought of day and night.

His so-called "good little sister" had faked her death—just to escape him.

Song Li, having changed her name and identity, thought she had escaped everything. But the next day, when she returned home, she was cornered in an alley by a white-haired man.

Their bodies pressed tightly together, the cold scent of pear blossoms surrounded them, unbearably intimate.

The girl’s breathing quickened slightly. When she saw clearly who it was, her voice carried a hint of anger:

“Are you insane?”

The veins in the man's hand tensed. His scorching breath fell beside her ear as he kissed her without hesitation:

“I went insane the day you left me.”

Song Luan transmigrated into a book called "The Regent's Power", becoming the wife of the male lead who dies a tragic death.

In the book, the original version of her character was a selfish and harsh woman who abandoned her husband and child, and ultimately died miserably in a fire.

Having read the book, Song Luan felt a little panicked.

So she decided to lie low and behave properly — and tightly cling to the male lead's thigh.

Type: A black-bellied, cold and paranoid male lead × A delicate, soft, and timid little wife

Key point: You can scold the male and female leads, but the author says: no scolding the author.

Scold anyone you want — just not me.

A melodramatic, cliché-ridden, indulgent, sweet and satisfying story

Highlight: Super melodramatic and old-school!!!! Full of clichés and drama!!! Contains emotional angst!!!

Content Tags: Nobility and Aristocracy, Devoted Love, Love-Hate Relationship, Transmigration into a Book, Lighthearted Tone

Main Character's POV: Song Luan

One-line Summary: A domineering young master falls in love with me

An Jiu was reborn as a little maid in the emperor's palace who wanted to climb into the emperor's bed.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the tyrant stabbed the young maid who seduced him with a sword.

The next day, the tyrant stabbed to death the maidservant who served the concubine.

On the third day, the palace maid who tasted the food for the emperor died of poisoning.

Being a palace maid is a high-risk job. An Jiu decided to work hard, save more money, cherish her life and stay away from the tyrant.

But at this moment she suddenly heard the tyrant's voice.

"Ahhh, I'm so fed up, so fed up, so fed up. Are all these memorials filled with bullshit? I've already said I don't want to eat peaches, I don't want to eat peaches, I don't want to eat peaches, yet they keep asking me every day, every day, every day."

An Jiu?

"Is the new maid a fool? Standing there like a lamp? Can't you see my neck is sore and come over to give it a massage?"

An Jiu moved his feet and tentatively pinched the emperor's shoulder...

"The snacks in the imperial kitchen are so delicious that I can't even choke. Eunuch Li is blind, why didn't he pour me a glass of water..."

Anjiu moved over and poured a cup of tea...

Gradually, the palace maids and eunuchs of Guanghua Palace discovered that the tyrant's temper seemed to have improved a lot...

The concubines in the harem cried with joy. His Majesty's madness has been cured. Can he sleep with his emperor?

"Am I a stud? You ask me to flip the cards every day. These are human kidneys, not pig kidneys... Speaking of kidneys, I suddenly want to eat stir-fried kidneys..."

So the green card disappeared and a plate of delicious kidneys was served.

An Jiu was promoted from a young palace maid to the head aunt...

One day, the tyrant said, "You are very pleasing to me. Be my woman."

An Jiu found that she could no longer hear the tyrant's inner voice...

Yu Jiao wakes up one day to find herself transmigrated into the body of a poor rural girl, sold off in a marriage of luck to a sickly man.

Thinking she’s landed in a farming-romance novel, she throws herself into a simple life; treating patients, farming, and starting a business. Sleeves rolled up, she sets her sights on fortune and a peaceful life.

But the frail “brother” she married turns out to be anything but weak. He blazes through the imperial exams, climbs the ranks, and becomes a powerful, feared minister—ruthless, manipulative, and holding absolute sway over the court.

Only then does Yu Jiao realize… he’s the actual male lead of this drama, and she’s not the heroine of a farming novel. She’s the lucky woman who grabbed onto the golden thigh of the most dangerous man in the empire. And now, she’s also the only mistress of the mighty Yu household.

The Zhao family acknowledged Mingxi’s return, but favored the fake daughter at every turn. They said Mingxi wasn’t as kind or as elegant as Zhao Yuan.

Mingxi didn’t mind. She still worked hard to win over the only family she had, even though they said she was just trying to compete with Zhao Yuan.

Until… she suddenly died of a terminal illness.

Only then did she realize that Zhao Yuan was the true “daughter of destiny,” while she herself was just the villainous supporting character in the story, destined to die miserably after committing many wrongs.

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Reborn, Zhao Mingxi felt nothing but cold in her heart. Who cared about “family” anymore? Screw her so-called family, and screw her so-called fiancé. She immediately packed her things, left them all behind, and started completing her system’s mission to “make friends with high-fashion-value characters” — basically, to survive.

After she left, the house suddenly felt much quieter.

Logically, things should have been more peaceful. But—

Her parents, her cold older brother, her hot-tempered younger brother, and even Shen Liyao (who had grown used to being chased by her) all found themselves… uncomfortably out of sorts?

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To avoid dying from her terminal illness, Zhao Mingxi had no choice but to leech some luck off the heir of the Fu family conglomerate.

Every time this aloof “crown prince” of the Fu family saw her, his ears would turn red, yet he still put on an act of being cool and untouchable:

“Can you stop clinging to me?”

So the next day, Zhao Mingxi really did go find someone else to sponge luck from. :)

At one banquet, the Zhao family and Shen Liyao saw Mingxi looking stunning and indifferent, clearly having no intention of coming back. They couldn’t sit still.

Just as they were about to go over, the crowd suddenly split apart and respectfully made way — shoving them aside in the process.

The Fu family’s crown prince appeared from the end of the hall, grabbed Mingxi’s wrist, lowered his proud little wolfdog head, and said pitifully:

“Can’t I be the one you cling to instead?”

Everyone: ?!?

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A long, long time later, after learning the truth, Fu Yangxi was heartbroken:

#I thought you were chasing me, but it turns out you just wanted to leech my luck#

#I saw you as my future wife, but you saw me as a walking Wi-Fi hotspot???#

#Fine, I’ll be your hotspot—just please look at me, wife!#

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Tags: Sweet romance, transmigration into a novel, revenge against scum, light-hearted

Main POV Characters: Zhao Mingxi, Fu Yangxi

One-line Summary: The male lead is constantly imagining I like him.

Theme Statement: Your courage and mine, together, are unstoppable and fearless.

The third branch of the Old Han family was paralyzed.

The wife fed blood to her son daily, her face as pale as a ghost. The youngest daughter was a cripple, and only the eldest daughter was somewhat pretty.

Old Madam Han wanted to trade her for food. Han Luoxue woke up to a hellish start.

Of course, she first used a scheme to split the family, even if it meant living in a haunted house!

Everyone in the village was waiting for the third branch, who had left with nothing, to starve to death. But why was their life getting better and better?

Not only did they eat chicken, duck, and wild boar meat every day, but who could tell me where they got so much grain to sell?

Later, the youngest daughter was no longer lame, Han Lao San could hunt again, the ghost-like wife became graceful and stunning, and the son, who was so thin he looked like he could drop dead at any moment, was as strong as a pony.

Even the ugly, crippled man the eldest daughter married became a handsome young man?

What? Han Luoxue’s husband ran away?

The Old Han family came again to mock them, but a luxurious and noble carriage stopped in front of Han Lao San’s door.

Hundreds of iron-blooded soldiers knelt on one knee: “Respectfully invite the Crown Princess back to the capital!”

In her past life, Cheng An ruined every industry she touched.

After dying, she transmigrated into another world—only to find herself the owner of an entertainment company.

Cheng An: ”…So I’m stuck being an entrepreneur again…”

Then the system told her: “Bankrupt this entertainment company and you’ll get 300 billion.”

Cheng An: “300 billion!??”

She didn’t understand it, but she was thrilled. Overjoyed!!

If there was one thing she was good at, it was running companies into the ground!

Thus began Cheng An’s wild tactics:

Other companies force their employees to work 996 (9 a.m. to 9 p.m., 6 days a week)?

She gave her staff weekends off, 9-to-5 hours, free meals and housing.

She even booked them rooms at a five-star hotel upstairs—sleep whenever you want, just don’t work!

Other agencies let their A-listers bully newcomers while everyone turns a blind eye?

Cheng An told her artists: “Go fight back! I’ll cover the medical bills!”

The main goal? Burn money fearlessly!

People said A-list actors were blacklisting her company, cutting off all resources?

Even better! That made it easier to lose money.

Other producers just rent a venue and shoot their variety show.

Cheng An: “Nope. We’re splurging on casting, location scouting, and full-service logistics.”

Even the umbrellas used by the guests cost tens of thousands.

Other companies cram in tacky, excessive ads.

Cheng An: “Just flash my company’s name once. Don’t mess with my drama-watching time.”

But after all her outrageous efforts to bleed money…

Her company accidentally became the top talent incubator for A-listers and mega-stars.

She thought she was an orphan—then the biggest jewelry conglomerate claimed her as their long-lost heir and wanted to invest in her company.

The new CEO of a major construction group:

“An’an, all of me belongs to you—including the Mo family behind me.”

Cheng An was on the verge of tears:

“Stop it!! Stay away from me! I don’t need any more money! Boohoo… when can I finally go bankrupt???”

Chen Muxue, the chef of Internet celebrity private kitchen, has transmigrated into a book, and has become the ultimate villain of the male fairy tale novel, and shot the male protagonist away with an iron pot as soon as he came.

Seeing the dilapidated sect and a group of picked up children waiting to be fed, Chen Muxue decided to eat before talking.

It’s just that I didn’t expect that this meal would last the whole summer…

One day, a man with a celestial spirit came over: “Master, is the sect in charge of food? If it is in charge of food, I am willing to worship inside the sect.”

Chen Muxue: “No problem, go plow the field!”

The next day, the entire cultivation world was shocked! Everyone began to test Qiandingmen one after another. No one knew why the great god of Xianmen, who had always been dressed in white, was willing to farm here…