The story takes place in the fictional Chinese kingdom of Caiyun. According to legend, a young man, aided by the power of the Eight Immortals, founded Caiyun. Consequently, Caiyun's territory was divided into eight provinces: Hongzhou, Huangzhou, Bizhou, Lanzhou, Zizhou, Heizhou, Baizhou, and Chazhou. Approximately 600 years ago, the king of the time ordered the nobles of each province to adopt one of these eight colors as their surnames (for example, the Marquis of Lanzhou became Lan, the Marquis of Hongzhou became Hong, and so on). Commoners were prohibited from sharing surnames with these eight marquises. Consequently, those bearing these eight colors were considered the most aristocratic of the nobles. Furthermore, because the Marquis of Zizhou, where the capital was located, also served as king, the Zi family became the royal family's surname. Despite being born into the prestigious Hong family, Hong Xiuli lived in poverty. She had to work extensively to support her family. Having experienced the turmoil of the throne struggle as a child, she deeply understood the suffering of the people. From a young age, she diligently studied, hoping to pass the imperial examination, become an official, assist the king, and build a prosperous and peaceful nation. However, as a woman, she cannot take the imperial examination. One day, Xiu Li accepts a high-paying commission from Grand Tutor Xiao and enters the harem as a noble concubine to teach and assist the incompetent emperor. This opportunity leads Xiu Li to a career as an official, and she encounters a variety of people.

"One must learn to face youth head-on." "To gain love, one must first acquire the ability to love." Shizusui Asama, using words she herself didn't believe a word of, helps the protagonists achieve their desires. Embarking on a path of shadow, escaping the banality of evil, and ascending to the pinnacle of supporting roles. This is a story of a solitary soul reflecting the entirety of Tokyo. Other titles: *Eiwa Academy: The Shadow of Strength*, *I Really Didn't Want to Be the Protagonist*, *Living in Tokyo, Earning a Billion Yen a Day as a Matchmaker*, *I Loaded a Romance Game, But I'm Not the Protagonist*.

Once the gears of fate begin to turn, love and hate intertwine into an impenetrable net. Turning to Ashoka's "The One I Loved Most Was the Murderer," the male and female protagonists embark on a perilous and fraught journey to uncover the truth behind the unexpected death of the male protagonist's wife.

COVID-19, disease, hardship, misfortune, workplace struggles, love and hate, life and death… They persevered through countless difficulties, and they embraced new life amidst despair. This book celebrates the steadfastness and devotion of love, showcases the resilience and brilliance of humanity, and takes you deep into the labyrinth of human nature to explore the true meaning of love and redemption.

In this battle between love and sin, can they uncover the truth? The book features both thrilling mystery and delicate, moving emotions; it depicts a love story that transcends life and death, and also reveals the ugliness and justice of the world.

#Super-stunning, radiant beauty Nan Zheng & Uncontrollable, rough blacksmith Lu Cheng# [Both are virgins] In a deserted, secluded alley, the man was like a raging beast, veins bulging on his neck, his hand tightening around her slender waist. Nan Zheng chuckled softly, seemingly oblivious to the pain, her delicate white hand rising and slipping under his clothes, pressing against his lower abdomen as she moved downwards. Unable to bear her slow, languid torment, the man pressed her down, not daring to let her move an inch. The skin beneath her palm was burning hot, every muscle tense. Nan Zheng gently hooked her finger, feeling his body instantly stiffen, her smile becoming even more alluring. "Seven years have passed, and your willpower hasn't improved at all?" "I thought you'd never come back, but it turns out just a wrong message made you lose your mind." "You couldn't even sit still when you heard I was going on a blind date. What would you do if you saw me kissing someone else?" Seeing the man's jawline tighten and the veins on his temples bulge, Nan Zheng wasn't satisfied. "Since you're back, get your red envelopes ready. Maybe next time we meet, I'll be the one delivering your invitation."

Seek your own path, keep searching, and you'll find the way of humanity. Water and mountains may be crossed, but the path remains. May Heaven never grow old, and may my hometown forever be well. I see only green mountains, yet everywhere they are pierced by rain and wind. The road to my hometown seems endless. The Way of the Taoist, the Way of the Gods—I seek the way of humanity myself. Demons and monsters all claim to be good, but the winds howl and thunder roars, heaven and earth waile and ghosts cry. Why has the once beautiful land become a sea of ​​blood? The road to my hometown seems like a road of no return. I ask humanity, where can I find the Way? (Although this has been used before, I'll still use it to feel appropriate.)