"You actually asked to die on your own." Little Hei muttered in a low voice.
Fang Zhiyi didn’t respond, lost in some memory.
"This world has some... unusual experiences." Little Hei continued.
Fang Zhiyi merely nodded.
When he woke again, he took in his surroundings—a tidy room. But when he tried to stand, he realized he couldn’t control his body!
Fang Zhiyi froze.
Little Hei’s voice echoed in his ears: "Your opponent is sharper than before. This was the only way."
The next moment, Fang Zhiyi felt his body move on its own.
"Fully automated?" He was stunned.
"Only one chance. Just one." Little Hei’s voice faded away.
"Damn bastard, couldn’t even explain properly," Fang Zhiyi cursed.
His body walked to the door and pushed it open.
"Greetings, Prince Huai!" A man waiting outside knelt on one knee, presenting a military report with both hands.
The body took the report and scanned it before nodding. "Good. At this pace, we’ll return victorious within a month."
Fang Zhiyi could only watch. He’d figured it out—he was inside someone else’s body, seeing what they saw but unable to control their actions.
The body’s owner stepped outside, only to be hesitantly stopped by an attendant.
"Prince Huai, there’s a letter from Princess Xialuo."
Prince Huai visibly brightened. "Bring it here!"
And so, Fang Zhiyi was forced to read the letter alongside him. It was filled with trivial matters—how much money she’d made selling soap, what fun things Feng Yusheng had taken her to do—and ended with her saying she missed him and hoped he’d return soon.
Fang Zhiyi sensed the original host’s emotions—a mix of joy and jealousy.
So this Prince Huai was in love with Princess Xialuo! Just then, Fang Zhiyi noticed a glow nearby. On instinct, he reached for it. The moment the thought crossed his mind, the light rushed toward him, and suddenly, he was flooded with Prince Huai’s memories.
This country was called Great Yan. Prince Huai was the Old Emperor’s adopted son, the child of his sworn brother. Simple-minded and raised on battlefields, the Old Emperor trusted him implicitly.
A year ago, rumors spread that the master of the Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion had appeared in the capital. Said to be a peerless strategist with vast influence in the martial world, this man—Feng Yusheng—became the most sought-after guest among the nobility.
Especially now, with the Old Emperor’s health failing and the princes’ infighting intensifying, Feng Yusheng’s intellect and connections became a crucial bargaining chip.
Fortunately, Prince Huai Fang Zhiyi had no interest in such games. He’d met Feng Yusheng a few times; the man seemed eager to befriend him, but Prince Huai kept their interactions casual.
The only person who truly occupied his thoughts was Princess Xialuo, his betrothed by imperial decree. Over a year ago, she’d nearly drowned and was revived by court physicians. After recovering, she was like a different person—no longer docile but climbing trees, sneaking onto rooftops, even disguising herself as a man to roam the streets.
Once, Prince Huai ran into her. She slapped his arm cheerfully, handed him a stick of candied hawthorn, then walked off laughing with Feng Yusheng.
Prince Huai pocketed the treat, too precious to eat, and watched his beloved stroll away with another man.
He was jealous but said nothing, silently trailing them.
"We’re just friends, Prince Huai. Don’t overthink it," Feng Yusheng had said.
"Arranged marriages are wrong! I have the right to chase happiness!" Princess Xialuo declared, waving her fist. "No matter what, you’ll always be my dear brother."
She tiptoed to boop his nose. Prince Huai stood frozen, staring at her playful grin before finally nodding.
If she wanted it, and he had it, it was hers.
From that day, Feng Yusheng seeped into his life. Even when Prince Huai tried to avoid him, Princess Xialuo was always there—and her presence alone made him happy.
He noticed Feng Yusheng’s disdain for the princes. Strangely, the strategist never hid it from him, often seeking his counsel instead. Though not particularly sharp, Prince Huai sensed he’d been dragged into something monumental.
Before this campaign, he’d gone to bid Princess Xialuo farewell—only to see her emerge from Feng Yusheng’s quarters, flushed and disheveled. Even from a distance, he recognized the silhouette behind the curtain.
Prince Huai chose not to dwell on it and led his troops to war. Today was the first letter he’d received from her since, leaving his heart in turmoil.
The memories ended there.
Fang Zhiyi rolled his eyes. "Another lovestruck fool."
Prince Huai stiffened, eyes sharpening as he scanned the area. "Who’s there?!" But there was no one—just two attendants in the distance.
Fang Zhiyi was stunned. Wait, he can hear me?
Testing, he said, "I’m here."
Prince Huai whirled around, suspicion in his gaze.
Fang Zhiyi grinned. So it works. This just got interesting.
He stayed silent. After a fruitless search, Prince Huai shook his head and strode from the commandeered courtyard. He needed to reach the front lines faster. The sooner victory came, the sooner he’d see Princess Xialuo again.
He’d tell her: as long as she was happy, he was happy.
With that resolve, even his usually disciplined Thunder Cavalry fought with uncharacteristic aggression.
Leading the charge, Prince Huai pursued fleeing enemies, determined to crush them completely. As the enemy cavalry vanished into a narrow pass, he barely hesitated before raising his hand to order the chase.
"Charge into this, and you’re dead," Fang Zhiyi sighed.
Prince Huai paused. That voice again—the one from days ago. He looked around but saw only his officers and soldiers.
"Stop looking. I am you," Fang Zhiyi lied smoothly.
Prince Huai absorbed this for a second, then exhaled.
"Wait, you just accepted that?!" Fang Zhiyi was floored.
Prince Huai murmured to himself, "I must’ve missed Luo Luo so much I’m hallucinating." He shook his head wryly and started to gesture forward.
"Go ahead. You won’t return, and your ‘Luo Luo’ will belong to someone else."
Prince Huai’s brow furrowed.
"Do it!" Fang Zhiyi urged.
"You... are really me?" Prince Huai asked. His bewildered lieutenant stared.
"Obviously. I’m the smart you. You’re the idiot."
Surprisingly, Prince Huai didn’t take offense. "What do you mean I won’t return?"
"Gods, do you even know warfare? Never chase a desperate enemy, and look at that terrain—any fool would set an ambush there!"
[Dao Companion Rental System]. By renting himself out as a temporary dao companion to daughters of destiny, Qin Hao could obtain generous rewards. His service philosophy was simple: play the role of the devoted lover, resolve their troubles, depart without a trace once the matter was settled, and absolutely avoid entangling karma. However, those daughters of destiny didn't see it that way. That night, all the major powers across the Three Realms and Nine Heavens jointly besieged the Qin Clan, plunging it into an unprecedented crisis. "It's Su Qingyue! The peerless sword immortal who attained the Dao and became an Immortal Emperor in a thousand years, the one who severed the River of Time with a single sword strike! When... when did our Qin Clan make an enemy of her?" Qin Hao stepped forward, clearing his throat lightly: "Ahem, Ancestors, don't panic. She's here for me. To be honest... she's my ex-girlfriend." From another direction, the newly ascended Empress of the Demon Realm arrived with ten thousand demons pressing on the border: "Qin Hao! Today, the entire Qin Clan shall be buried with you!" Hearing this, the Qin Clan ancestors all turned their eyes sharply towards Qin Hao. Qin Hao scratched his head somewhat sheepishly: "The Demon Empress... she's also my ex-girlfriend." Before the Qin ancestors could process this, an aloof figure traversed the River of Time: "The Qin Clan deserves annihilation!" Recognizing the newcomer, the Qin ancestors paled in terror: "It's her! Liu Ruyan, the Extinction Empress who ventured alone into the alien realm and suppressed it for an entire epoch! Didn't she vanish into the River of Time long ago? Why would she cross it just to target our clan?" Qin Hao scratched his head again, looking even more embarrassed: "My fault, my fault. She's an ex-girlfriend too." Watching countless celestial maidens descend, the Qin Clan ancestors were utterly astounded: "You scoundrel! Just... just how many women have you gotten involved with over the years?"
host is extracting the Celestial Bone of the Destiny's Female Lead! The Destiny's Great Villain System has successfully bound!] Mo Tianxiao: "Destiny's Great Villain? Me?" Looking at the radiant Celestial Bone in his hand and the beautiful woman lying on the bed, Mo Tianxiao felt somewhat confused. How could he, a law-abiding citizen, become a villain? Mo Tianxiao: "Fine, villain it is then. With the system here, even a Chosen One isn't unbeatable." [Ding! Detected 18,653 Chosen Ones in this world. Please seize the destiny of all protagonists to become the true Destiny's Great Villain!] Mo Tianxiao: "Seize how many?! What kind of lousy great villain is this? I'm a perfectly good citizen!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
