The Sickly Beauty Forced to Marry

Li Changsheng had nothing going for him except his looks, scraping by as a smooth-talking swindler. Until one day, karma caught up. He was forced to become the head of the "Calamity Division." Vicious ghosts, monstrous wraiths with overwhelming power, sworn enemies drenched in blood—all of them set their sights on him. The Calamity Division waited eagerly for him to restore its former glory. Li Changsheng: "……" ...Me? *** Three hundred years prior, Lord Chong of Xueyujing, Du Shangheng, sacrificed himself to save the world. A peerless immortal, noble as the distant moon—untouchable, compassionate, divine. Adored and revered, his legend endured long after his passing. Three centuries later, everyone stared at the lazy, silver-tongued liar, Li Changsheng, in stunned silence. *No way. Absolutely no way this guy is my white moonlight.* *Lord Chong… what the hell happened to you these three hundred years?!* *My good-for-nothing, pretty-faced Head of Division can't possibly be my white moonlight!*

Lu Shiqing, the entertainment industry's top visual with god-like beauty, is praised by his fans for his cold and world-weary demeanor, while haters call him arrogant and aloof. After a Chinese film awards ceremony, hashtags like #LuShiqingIsADiva and #LuShiqingIgnoresActorRong trended overnight. Gossip accounts speculated about their alleged feud. Months later, Rong Xu unexpectedly crossed paths with Lu Shiqing during a livestreamed variety show. Fans from both sides armed themselves with keyboards, ready for an online war, while casual viewers gathered for the drama. Under the gaze of millions… …the supposedly untouchable "high-altitude flower" Lu Shiqing remained as cold and distant as ever—until his smartwatch suddenly beeped, displaying: *High heart rate detected. You seem very excited.* Rong Xu: “?” Fans: “??” Audience: “????” *** Lu Shiqing—cold, aloof, and unapproachable in public, but secretly a severe social-phobic with awkward sincerity. His manager was fed up with the constant negative buzz and desperately wanted to strangle him into learning basic social skills. *Stop offending people, damn it!* By sheer accident, Lu Shiqing grew closer to Rong Xu, the famously outgoing and charismatic acting legend, and gradually picked up some smooth-talking charm. Just as his manager began to relax… …#LuShiqing’sInfamousQuote: "Let’s sleep together sometime." Manager: “?????? *I taught you to be sociable, not a menace!* *** Rong Xu recently made two fascinating discoveries: 1. The untouchable "high-altitude flower" Lu Shiqing was actually a socially awkward sweetheart. 2. This sweetheart had a crush on him. "I run into him at variety shows, interviews, and even parties—he’s clearly chasing me," Rong Xu bragged lazily to a friend. "The cold beauty is smitten. Being this popular is such a hassle. How do I reject him gently?" Said friend, a die-hard Lu Shiqing fan: *…Clenching fists.* Soon, a Weibo post went viral: #LuShiqing’sSecretAccount – 7 idols in 2 years, switching fandoms every 3 months like clockwork, ruthlessly moving on.# #Currently obsessing over Actor Rong Xu, but with the 3-month expiration date looming, signs of abandonment are clear.# Rong Xu: “…………”Socially Anxious Adorkable Bottom × Extroverted Lowkey Kinky Narcissistic Old Rogue Top.Bottom starts as Top's fan; Top eventually falls first and pursues Bottom.1V1, Mutual First Love, HE (Happy Ending)Note:① I don't stan idols or engage in fandom circles. No real-person references—entertainment setting is COMPLETELY fictional.② Thanks for your support!

Su Hansheng, the son of an immortal lord, is proud and noble but afflicted with the light-fearing "bone-adhering" poison, leading a reclusive life. In his youth, due to sheer stubbornness, his martial brother died tragically in a secret realm, his immortal lord’s relics were stolen, and his spiritual roots were severed by his betrothed before being cast into the Abyssal Prison. It was then that Su Hansheng discovered he possessed a sacred artifact of Heaven—Phoenix Bones. After perishing in the Abyssal Prison, Su Hansheng is reborn at seventeen. He remains "imprisoned" in obscurity, while old friends and sect members still shine as peerless talents. The Phoenix Bones are reborn from ashes. *** The unruly Phoenix Bones torment Su Hansheng with agonizing flare-ups; only a blind man from his past life in the Abyssal Prison could offer slight relief. After rebirth, Su Hansheng rushes to find him—but finds no trace. Until his birthday celebration, when a man clad in snow-white monastic robes, exuding divine elegance, casts him a cold glance with ink-green eyes—radiating untouchable sanctity and zen-like serenity. Su Hansheng falls silent. By the Heavens, his past-life lover… is a monk? And none other than the lofty World-Honored One of Mount Sumeru? Could anything be more absurd? An elder drags the expressionless Su Hansheng forward: "The World-Honored One was your father’s dearest friend. He even held you as a child—you should call him 'Uncle.'" Su Hansheng: "..." —Turns out, it *can* get more absurd. [Weakly faking obedience neurotic bottom] x [Compassionate monk (with hair) top], older top, HE. Notes: ① No familial or blood ties between top and bottom; "uncle" is a respectful term for elders. ②The story is a myth-inspired literary work, entirely fictional—no relation to reality. Reject superstition; trust science. ③ Gratitude for your support!

Xi Jianglan, the top spoiled brat in the Thirteen Prefectures, was pampered and overindulgent, offending countless powerful figures yet remaining unscathed under his family’s protection—until the day his entire clan was slaughtered. The sole survivor, Xi Jianglan lost all cultivation and became a sickly invalid who coughed up blood every few steps. *** With his downfall, old enemies gleefully piled on, eager for revenge. —Through sheer trickery and feigned madness, Xi Jianglan managed to hide his identity and survive. But when a certain powerful figure (whose grudge he’d long forgotten) held a blade to his throat, Xi Jianglan improvised on the spot: “Sheng Jiao is head-over-heels for me! He’s peerless in cultivation, the strongest in the Thirteen Prefectures! Harm me, and you’ll regret it.” Sheng Jiao: “…” Withdrawing his sword, Sheng Jiao remarked coolly, “Oh?”