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)
Crimson Spider Lily — IV
Warning: Mention and implicit imagery of Self-harm. Proceed with caution
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Li Xinyuan awaited the nine-tailed fox spirit's answer with a bated breath, eyes narrowed in consternation as he stared at the latter intensely, his hold on Hu Lijing's shoulders only tightening as the time went on the latter failed to give him a proper answer.
For a moment, Li Xinyuan was not sure if it was an illusion, he felt Hu Lijing stiffen ever so briefly in his grasp before the tension immediately vanished. It almost made the surgeon doubt his own senses. But he knew to trust them, especially when dealing with a person like the nine-tailed divine fox spirit.
The nine-tailed fox turned his face away, eyes wandering everywhere but Li Xinyuan's face. The signs of guilt, of hesitation; all of them were present. It could not be any more apparent, in fact.