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#CULTIVATION
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#HISTORICAL
#BL
#SWEETLOVE
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#YAOI
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#EASTERN

Reborn To Be The Imperial Consort [BL]

[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 Namgung? 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)

BambooFirefly · LGBT+
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#R18
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#TRANSMIGRATION
#HISTORICAL
#BL
#SWEETLOVE
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#YAOI
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE
#EASTERN

Zopyra — V

Not noticing the disbelief in Hu Lijing's voice, Long ZhenHai smiled to himself, icy blue eyes peering at the shimmering headdress in his hands, seemingly pleased with him.

"Yes! It is for Jing'ge." Enthusiastically, the dragon nodded, head bobbing as his hair shook with his movements. "It is for you. Isn't it beautiful?" He couldn't help but ask, smiling widely with his canines clearly visible.

Hu Lijing stared at the headdress.

Indeed it was beautiful.

Hu Lijing's breath fell short as he pursed his lips, eyes cast down as a shadow fell over his features and his eyelashes trembled, tremors wrecking through his body as he tried to compose himself.

Taking a step away from Long ZhenHai, Hu Lijing bowed his head, steeling himself, he willed for his voice to not tremble.

Clenching his fists on his sides, Hu Lijing raised his head, blinking away the moisture gathering in them as he frowned.

"I don't want it."