Reborn To Be The Imperial Consort [BL]
(I owe everyone 10 chapters.) [The Imperial Consort could have been so much more than what we were shown.] --- Genius Neurosurgeon Lǐ Xīnyuàn died while being held at the gunpoint to perform a surgery on a terrorist leader. When he opened his eyes, he had transmigrated into a world similar to a Webnovel he'd been forced to read by a colleague. Now you'd think Lǐ Xīnyuàn had transmigrated into that Webnovel. But did he? No! Instead he'd been transmigrated into that webnovel's spin-off/"what-if" version of the story with nothing but the superficial knowledge of the plot thanks to reading the main novel. Now tasked with the mission of avoiding plotholes, unnecessary dog-blood, death and following the storyline to ensure the male lead's ascension to the throne of Supreme Emperor, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. And why did no one tell him that his character had to be married into the Male Lead's harem?? What about the Female Lead? Later: Lǐ Xīnyuàn: Why doesn't Your Highness spend the night with concubine Yang? ML: Don't want to. Lǐ Xīnyuàn: ... Why? ML: Are you pushing me away? Lǐ Xīnyuàn: QAQ --- 100-150 PS = 1 extra chapter on Sunday 25, 50, 75... Golden Tickets = 1 extra chapter on Sunday 3-5 Gifts = 1 extra chapters (or more depending on the value of the gifts)
Zopyra — XXI
Long ZhenHai sat there, sharing his pain, his grief with Hu Lijing as he bowed his head, tears falling down his eyes like a soft, warm, drizzle. The saline water tracing a thin trail down his cheeks as the delicate drops hung from his chin as his jaw clenched and shoulders shook, the sheer grip of his hands turning his knuckles a ghastly shade of white.
"Jing'ge… Jing'ge you can hate me, you can berate me, condemn me for not being with you when you needed me," he whispered, voice thick and wet as he spoke. "But please— please don't ignore me, please don't block me out! It's killing me." He sobbed aloud and unashamed of his overwhelming emotions.
Hu Lijing shook at his words, his heart, his soul and his bones rattling at the words that left the dragon's words, making his wails louder and more miserable as he tried to curl into himself, wishing that he could just… disappear. For good.
Condemn him? Condemn Long ZhenHai?