Seeing these two people, Little Wei finally understood how to write the phrase "torturous love."
She raised her hand to touch her face—it was numb.
Just destroy everything already, she was exhausted!
"If that's the case, and you refuse to part, then Consort De's eyes must also be returned to Su Qingyun. After all, this is what I owe Su Qingyun. Little Wei, when the time comes, I’ll leave this matter to you."
The Emperor had long noticed Little Wei peeking at the palace entrance. Though it was improper, the Emperor always indulged her, and Su Zhe simply turned a blind eye.
"Understood, Little Wei obeys." Little Wei stepped forward and bowed.
A scorching gaze landed on her. If the Emperor hadn’t been present, Little Wei would have kicked Mo Hanyun straight out the door.
But Su Qingyun had just undergone surgery, and the wound needed time to heal before further procedures. Otherwise, even with divine intervention, there would be lasting complications.
The Emperor granted Su Qingyun permission to recuperate in the palace while sending Mo Yujun back to his residence. He couldn’t stand the sight of his troublesome son.
After giving his orders, the Crown Prince escorted the Prime Minister out of the palace. Watching the Prime Minister leave, he then turned to Little Wei, who was squatting on the ground, sulking as she counted ants.
"So, have you made up your mind?" Mo Hanyun crouched behind Little Wei, a faint smile on his face.
"Who the hell are you looking for? I don’t know you." Little Wei had completely lost patience with this man.
You bastard, just drop dead!
Go to hell!
"Of course you don’t know me, but..." He chuckled softly. "Forget that scoundrel Gu Wei. Marry me instead—I’ll treat you well."
Little Wei: "..."
It took her a solid eternity to process one thing: this guy seemed to know her.
But... wasn’t she Gu Wei?
"Oh, here’s the thing—I actually used to go by the name Gu Wei." Little Wei raised an eyebrow and deadpanned at Mo Hanyun.
Then, she watched as the smile on his face vanished in an instant before he bolted in terror.
Little Wei scoffed. "Pfft—that’s it? And he dares to mess with bromance? Pathetic."
From within the system space, Si glanced at the fleeing figure and vaguely recognized who he might be.
She had a hunch about his identity.
This man had once pursued her relentlessly, viewing Gu Wei as his greatest romantic rival.
But how had he mistaken Gu Wei for her, Si’s reincarnation?
And more importantly—how had he managed to cross into another novel’s universe?
"Si, I think we’re in the clear. He probably won’t bother me again." Little Wei shrugged. This guy was weak—too weak. Next time, she’d find someone sturdier, someone who could actually fight her.
"Don’t be so sure." Si’s brow twitched. Knowing his personality, he wasn’t the type to give up easily.
"We’ll see. I’m going back to my master now. You, as a lonely single, better take care of yourself. If you ever find a male system, let me know—I’ll send you a red envelope."
Little Wei stretched lazily, thoroughly pleased with herself.
Si: Fine, no point getting angry.
Since when was she a "lonely single"?
What Little Wei didn’t expect was that her days of suffering were just beginning.
And that suffering came in the form of the Crown Prince she’d dismissed as a joke—Mo Hanyun.
In all her years, Little Wei had never met anyone as shameless as Mo Hanyun. Breaking into her room in the dead of night, stealing her blankets—what kind of lunatic did that?
"Are you out of your damn mind?" Little Wei clutched her poor, defenseless quilt, glaring at the marauding bandit Mo Hanyun.
Even if he was into bromance, at most they’d share a bed—but stealing blankets? What kind of hero did that?
Off with his head! Ugh!
"I’m perfectly sane. I just wanted to confirm something—you’re clearly a woman." Gone was Mo Hanyun’s daytime elegance; now he looked every bit the ruffian.
Little Wei snapped. She already had a temper when woken up, and this nonsense pushed her over the edge.
"You’re full of crap. If I hadn’t had that accident, I’d drop my pants and slap you with the truth."
Mo Hanyun: "..."
"Okay, now I believe you." He suddenly released the blanket.
Little Wei: ???
"She would never be this crude. Only you could be this vulgar. But since you’re a woman now, I’ll let bygones be bygones—I won’t hold a grudge over you stealing my wife." Mo Hanyun sighed in relief, though...
What was with that smug, gloating look in his eyes?
Little Wei was ready to grab a blade.
"Freak, I’m going back to sleep." She yanked the blanket back, yawned, and barely touched her jade pillow before Mo Hanyun tugged it away again.
"What... do you even want?!" Little Wei gritted her teeth, fantasizing about beating this sleep-disrupting beast to death with a stick.
Mo Hanyun blinked innocently.
"Come on, let’s grab a drink. Who sleeps before midnight these days?"
Little Wei: "..."
No, she had to murder him.
"I’m not going. We’re not close." She rolled over, presenting him with an emotionless back of her head.
Yet, after an eternity, she still let herself be pestered into leaving the palace with this nuisance.
Staring at her rival, who now resembled a radish, Mo Hanyun nearly teared up and ordered a lavish feast for Little Wei.
"Knowing you’re a girl puts my heart at ease. I’m so moved—who’d have thought you’d end up like this?"
Little Wei: (a string of incoherent curses)
"Go get your brain checked. There might still be time." Little Wei was convinced this man was deranged.
"Don’t worry. Your wife will be my wife now. Look on the bright side—I’ll send you a big red envelope." Mo Hanyun brushed off the details, cheerfully pouring her wine.
Little Wei was baffled. "What wife? I don’t have a wife."
Mo Hanyun quickly covered his mouth.
"Never mind, pretend I didn’t say that. By the way, you’re surprisingly convincing—not bad at all." He gave her an appraising glance, pausing at her chest before clicking his tongue in approval.
Then he met Little Wei’s icy, murderous gaze.
Mo Hanyun: (O×O)
"Take it back."
How could someone this fierce ever get married, even as a woman?
Mo Hanyun had his doubts.
"Where do you know me from?" Little Wei asked.
This was strange. She was certain she’d never met him, yet there was an odd familiarity—the kind that made her want to punch him every time he appeared.
"That... I can’t say. If I do, I’ll get kicked out." Mo Hanyun glanced skyward before whispering to her.
Standing this close, he caught a whiff of fruity fragrance from her, momentarily dazed.
But how had he never noticed before? This person had a real talent for being a girl.
Soft skin, tender flesh—very bouncy.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
