In 1774, the United States was still the 13th colony of the British Empire in North America. France and the British Empire were ready for war, and a large area of ​​Central American territory was occupied by Spain. In this turbulent and ups and downs era, the Qing Dynasty in the East was still intoxicated in its decadent dreams.

Zhu Zhaoyu traveled through time and space to the body of a descendant of the Ming royal family who had the same name and surname as him and was living in North America.

He wanted to survive with his men, but accidentally, the world-spanning Ming Empire was revived in this era.

This is what they said to the Ming Dynasty.

Washington: "Now let me introduce to you the true founding father of the United States, the great Emperor of the British Empire: His Majesty Zhu Zhaoyu!"

King George III of Great Britain: "A new anti-Ming alliance has been formed! We are in urgent need of manpower, and the French can also join!"

Napoleon: "French? No, I am a Kojiasi, a Ming Kojiasi!"

Louis XVI: "Ming? Isn't that my half-father?"

Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty: "The remnant Ming Dynasty is nothing more than a resurgence from the ashes, a reincarnation from the filthy land. It is not worth mentioning. My great Qing Dynasty has made many allies from foreign countries. The Qing Dynasty has the advantage over the remnant Ming Dynasty!"

Whenever I am persecuted or exploited, I feel genuinely happy and joyful, because the fact that someone still dares to persecute and exploit me only proves one thing: I am not strong enough!

There are people who are even stronger than me!

I am not truly invincible yet!

There is still a road ahead of me!

this……

How delightful it is!

[Time travel + palace intrigue + no cheat codes + exclusive love in the later stages]

Zhang Xinian transmigrated and became a concubine in the harem of Prince Jing.

Above them is a powerful and ruthless princess, in the middle is a brainless yet incredibly powerful concubine, and below them are a reborn woman and a time-traveling woman locked in a fierce battle.

Zhang Xinian trembled with fear.

She has no special abilities, nor does she want to compete for favor. She just wants to be a quiet, unambitious person, live a peaceful life, and maybe have another child so he can take care of her in her old age.

As she continued to lie low, Zhang Xinian began to feel something was amiss. She found it increasingly difficult to understand the Prince Jing's gaze, and her stomach swelled up again and again.

The last Holy Maiden of the Eternal God Church, known as the Holy Maiden of the Nation. However, what is unknown to the world is the secret buried over five hundred years ago: the Lorian Empire's imperial lineage consisted only of women, with men being a taboo subject, a secret stemming from an unspeakable ritual within the Church's underground sanctuary. "She's risen from the dead! The Holy Maiden of the Nation has been resurrected!" With this explosive news, the Empress, troubled by the monster tide and the rebellions of surrounding lords, found a pillar of support. However, things didn't unfold as the Empress had expected. The Holy Maiden readily agreed to help her resolve the monster tide and the lord rebellions, but on the condition that she perform a ritual with her. ...Something's not right? This isn't right! How could the Holy Maiden of the Nation be like this? She shouldn't be lustful; she should be a respectable person! "Your Majesty, I adore you. From now on, you will be my plaything, contributing to the restoration of the Holy Religion's glory." "Not only Your Majesty, but my love for everyone is fair and equal." Looking at the group of women kneeling on the ground, each with their own unique beauty, the Holy Maiden declared, "You are all my wings." When the Holy Maiden rose again from her grave, burdened with hatred, she was already a thoroughly wicked woman, eager to satisfy her own desires and ruthless in achieving her goals.

As the Hun's horses' hooves shattered the ice of the Rhine, the 16-year-old Roman farmer Marcus knew only two things: run, and revenge.

On the day his village burned to the ground, his parents' blood soaked his sandals, his sister's cries were swallowed by the barbarians' wild laughter. From a slave in the army to a blood-soaked centurion, he grasped the old centurion's sword and tore his way through the corrupt legions: officers fed the barbarians with rations, the emperor watched the flames of Rome drunkenly, and even the swords of Gothic mercenaries were sharper than Roman standards.

When the Vandals sacked the Eternal City, he dragged his dying sister out of the pile of corpses, but his only response was "Don't let Rome rot completely."

In 476, the last Western Roman emperor stepped down from the throne. Marcus stood among the broken pillars, the rust on his sword redder than the setting sun. The empire was dead, but the smoke from cooking stoves crushed by iron hooves, the sighs of dying veterans, the faded word "Rome" on the pages of books—he wanted to let them breathe a little longer in the setting sun.

This is not an epic about saving the world, but a story about a small person who uses his life to protect a spark of light in an era of collapse.

With an all-knowing vision of the entertainment industry in the 2020s, a predictive eye for financial market cycles, and a keen understanding of political and business connections, this soul was infused into the heir to a Hollywood production company that went bankrupt in 2001, ultimately leading him to the pinnacle of American entertainment.

During this period, Wu Jingwan dreamed of Yinzhi every day. One day, she dreamed that Yinzhi was imprisoned and then transmigrated into the body of Consort Hui of Emperor Kangxi.

Oh, she's not Consort Hui yet, she's just Noble Lady Hui.

Countless times in the dead of night, Wu Jingwan would dream of Yinzhi's fate, and each time she felt a pang of heartache. How could that peerless, beloved eldest prince have fallen to such an end?

Now that she's here, we can't let that tragedy happen again.

She thought that with the system's help, she could become Emperor Kangxi's favorite concubine and no longer force Yinzhi to compete for the throne, thus successfully completing her mission.

But wait, why did she kick the baby?

Wait, it's actually the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen?

"Your Majesty, Consort Hui said that if you dine at Yanxi Palace, please remember to pay for your meals."

After seeing his troublesome sons freeloading at Yanxi Palace, Emperor Kangxi could no longer tolerate it and decided to put up with it.

So he said to Jingwan with a wronged look on his face, "Why is it only me who has to pay for the food? Jingwan can't be biased."

"Your Majesty, I still need to prepare dowries and betrothal gifts for the children. Please be good."

[The story is not entirely virginal in the early stages, but the male lead dotes on the female lead later on. The ending sees Yinreng become emperor, and the story becomes a tale of brotherly love and respect.]

[Rebirth] [Female protagonist's calm madness] [Suspense] [Stockpiling] [Space] [Revenge]

In her past life, Zhou Ye treated her uncle's family with utmost sincerity, but she never expected that her uncle's family would be so heartless! Not only did they kill her grandparents and parents who were undergoing reform in the countryside, but they also conspired to kill her, leaving her with a tragic death!

Only at the moment of his death did he realize that his father had left behind a huge fortune, his mother had left behind a magical space, and even his tragic marriage was a scheme!

Having been given a second chance at life, Zhou Ye seizes space and schemes at every turn, determined to see their fate!

He takes revenge step by step, killing his enemies!

However, the more the veil is lifted, the more doubts arise...

He went to the countryside to rescue his family, but discovered an even bigger secret!

Who exactly is my enemy? What role do my uncle's family play...?

【Double female protagonists + Miss + Yandere】

Imprisoned in the moonlight by the carved window lattice, she became the perfect collection of her former owner's morbid obsession.

Lin Shuying, a delicate woman with a pitiful teardrop mole, was once an insignificant servant in the Gu Mansion. Now, she is chained to a brocade bed, her feet bound with delicate iron chains, becoming the "bird in a cage" meticulously crafted by the eldest daughter, Gu Qingyan.

Gu Qingyan, graceful as a fairy in a painting, harbors a twisted soul. Her possessiveness over Lin Shuying has become a cold prison. She baits her with a creepy tenderness, combs out her fear with a silver comb, force-feeds her bird's nest porridge with kisses, and sees every resistance as a perverse tendency to "correct." She gazes greedily at Lin Shuying's fragility and beauty, vowing to "rub her into her flesh and blood."

Lin Shuying trembled in fear, trying to awaken the other party's reason with a weak question: "Why won't you let me go?" But what she got was Gu Qingyan's unquestionable declaration: "From the day you entered the Gu Mansion, you were destined to be mine."

From a deep bond between master and servant to captivity in a secret chamber, a rainy night seven days ago completely changed their trajectory. Within this opulent yet suffocating prison, a deadly tug-of-war between possession and resistance, twisted love and the instinct for survival, quietly unfolds. Can Lin Shuying break free from the shackles of love? And where will Gu Qingyan's carefully crafted gentle trap lead them?

Want to know what it's like for the Blood Emperor to not go bald? Then come and see for yourself. A work by the Rebellious King.

The Blood Emperor stomped the flying squirrel on the ground, laughing heartily, tears welling in his eyes. Finally... finally, he wouldn't be losing hair anymore, he wasn't balding.