前世今生 Novels

Art student Jiang Xiaoyu encounters something bizarre: At a secondhand furniture store, the owner gifts her an ornate canopy bed filled with ancient Eastern charm. The bed is exquisitely crafted, featuring an arched moon gate with intricate carvings and eerie, ghost-like patterns covering its surface. Leaning in, she catches a faint whiff of agarwood. Jiang Xiaoyu runs her fingers along the carved motifs, tracing the delicate, winding floral designs—until she reaches the end, where several oddly shaped characters abruptly come into view: **Jiang Zuidong** **Li Yan**

The story of an honest person and a taciturn young master growing up together.Stick to HE, stick to the loving mother route, stick to one-on-one!

On the distant planet of Tiansu, there exists a unique intelligent life form with no childhood or old age, no birth, nor true death. They come into the world in an extraordinary manner, preserving the most primal memories of survival through generations of reincarnation. They are the Tiansu people. Every Tiansu individual, upon finding a desired partner, must undergo a life-or-death rite of passage to form a union. The victor of this ritual becomes the absolute dominator in the marital relationship, while the defeated is known as—the Bonded.

There is a type of man in the world who lack ambition, harbor malicious intentions, make freeloading their life goal, and exploit their high-quality partners to the fullest. System: Our goal is to rise! Our goal is to strive! We will earn our keep!! When countless souls are bound by the system and enter the body of a freeloader, what kind of sparks will fly? In short, this is a story of the protagonist transmigrating into a scumbag or a scumbag being reborn, creating their own destiny with their own hands. ++++First arc: Reborn malicious phoenix male lead x wealthy naive and hot-tempered young master Second arc: Transmigrated poor son-in-law male lead x disabled young master of a noble household Other arcs to be determined, one world one story, each world with its own protagonist.

Wang Dian found himself transported to another world—dressed in a suit and gripping a bottle of red wine. To his left stood a group of fierce, sword-wielding generals, and to his right, robed officials with billowing sleeves, cold and unyielding. They all knelt in unison, addressing him as "Your Majesty." Clutching the wine bottle, Wang Dian muttered, "Rise." Starting off as an emperor wasn’t so bad—until he entered the palace bedchamber and saw a man who looked exactly like him. "Who knew such a marvel existed in this world?" The man raised an eyebrow and smirked. *"I aimed to seize the moon from the heavens, yet ended up drunkenly sprawled atop the clouds—because of you."* **A decisive, hardworking tycoon × A lazy, mercurial tyrant-emperor** *A royal love story between the modern and ancient versions of domineering CEOs.* *The ‘me’ from a past life meets the ‘you’ of this life.* **Warning: They look identical.** ----

Ji Mingyue believed his previous life was decent enough, with no urgent need to be reborn. So, if heaven granted him a second chance starting from high school, it must be to rewrite the tragic fate of Lin Feng, the campus heartthrob and the object of his secret crush! To save his male idol, Ji Mingyue rolled up his sleeves. Step one: To prevent the heartthrob’s grades from declining, he volunteered to sit beside him as a monitor. Step two: To prevent the heartthrob from feeling lonely, he worked hard to strike up conversations and become friends. Step three: To prevent the heartthrob’s troublesome relatives from causing trouble, he showed care and helped the heartthrob’s sickly mother, even inviting the heartthrob to his home for a vacation! Step by step, it’s going great! But then one day, while saving him... Lin Feng looked down at him with clear eyes: "Do you like me?" Ji Mingyue: "No, no, no, no, no..." Lin Feng: "I like you too." "..." Ji Mingyue quickly changed his tune, "No, no, no—it’s impossible not to like you!" *A sweet story featuring the cool, top-scoring top x the rich, lively bottom. In their previous life, one was clueless, the other stumbled along. In this life, starting from the best time, they fall in love while striving to grow, becoming better versions of themselves together.

Since obtaining a compass, Yue Qing suddenly realizes the world doesn't seem very scientific anymore...

It is said that Ye Jiuya possesses unparalleled martial prowess and peerless beauty, captivating countless hearts at first sight—and I was no exception.

1. The year Xia Guhan was disowned by his family, he formed a life-and-death contract with an old ghost. The ghost was handsome, built like a dream, and ridiculously powerful. Perfect in every way. Except—impossible to satisfy. 2. Xia Guhan's incense shop stood right next to the Gates of Hell. Business was usually terrible—until he went viral, and customers flocked in like never before. The A-list idol who talked to mirrors; The wealthy socialite who heard midnight knocks and gnawing sounds; The little girl in red who treated eyeballs like marbles... Xia Guhan: *I never asked for this kind of clientele. Thanks.*

Bai Ke's first eighteen years were exceptionally harsh— eyes with an unnatural look since birth, a terrifying birthmark… and a father who was usually abnormal but grew even more deranged during thunderstorms. He thought life couldn't get any more absurd, until he picked up a man. The first time that tall, black-clad man saw him, he dropped to one knee with a thud, his gaze so complicated Bai Ke could hardly decipher it, and shouted, "Master!" Bai Ke: "...First, put down the head you're holding in your right hand, then we can talk about other issues."

Part One The Patriarch of the Sword Sect reclaims his long-lost descendant, a young master endowed with a natural sword bone, a prodigy unseen in centuries. In his joy, the Patriarch hosts a grand banquet, inviting all sects and schools. A friend drags you along for the feast, only for you to recognize the young master as your former lover from your mortal days. This old flame, who once had a white moonlight in his heart, now rises in status and sends you a farewell letter, severing ties with you, who had weathered hardships together. Part Two Your old flame and his white moonlight think you’re clinging desperately, but in truth, you’re so stimulated that your kidneys and bladder are trembling. Because at the banquet, there are your first, second, third, and fourth exes… and your current, who’s a lunatic. Part Three They all think you’re a loyal lapdog, but in reality, you’re a sea king. You: Thanks for the invitation. Before the incident, I fled to the sea overnight. But still, you accidentally flip the boat.

Centuries ago. Chi Lin: "I wish to serve by Your Majesty's side for life, sharing your burdens, and be your loyal minister forever." Female Emperor: "Besides being a minister, you could also be a wife." Chi Lin: "..." To uncover the truth behind the Female Emperor's sudden death, the court sorcerer used a soul-chasing secret art to send Chi Lin's spirit into reincarnation, placing her in the body of a modern-day, rebellious slacker teen who shares her name. The slacker-turned-overachiever now carries the demeanor of a disciplined scholar-official. Present day. Chi Lin: "In this life, I shall stay by your side, taking care of your daily needs." Lou Mi: "Our parents aren’t even married yet—who’s calling whom ‘sister’? But we can get married first." Chi Lin: "......" Seems she hasn’t mistaken the person—definitely the Female Emperor’s reincarnation. Chi Lin: "Your subject is not yet prepared to court Your Majesty in this life." Lou Mi: "We can marry first." Chi Lin: "...Your Majesty should prioritize state affairs. Please return with me to restore the empire." Lou Mi: "Fine. Marry first."

Three thousand years ago, Qinghuan died by Nan Yang’s sword, leaving a suicide note filled with longing to become her wife. Three thousand years later, at the start of this story, Nan Yang marries her. In this lifetime, you must be my wife. Three thousand years of wandering, just for a single moment of reunion. All the regrets of the past are now being repaid, one by one. Three thousand years ago— One was an aloof and icy master, the other a gentle and devoted disciple. Nan Yang: Stay away. Don’t touch me. How audacious! Nonsense! Qinghuan: Shifu, please look at me. I’ll cook for you, wash your clothes, wuwuwu... Three thousand years later— One is a remorseful CEO chasing her wife, the other a cold and glamorous superstar. Qinghuan: Don’t spend money on me. Don’t be nice to me. I won’t like you. Nan Yang: Wuwuwu, wife, I’ll wash your clothes, cook for you—please, just take one bite.

Fu Jing was brought to a bar by her best friend in search of romance. Inside, under the shifting lights, she spotted a stunning, aloof beauty sitting by the window, lazily sipping whiskey—the legendary heartthrob, Gu Qingci. At first glance, Fu Jing was smitten. She asked around frantically, eager to pursue her. Hearing the beauty liked sweetness, she turned on the charm, showering her with affection. Rumors said she adored gifts, so Fu Jing swiped her card relentlessly, piling presents onto the booth. Then... it seemed to be working? The beauty smiled whenever she saw her. — Later, Fu Jing was dragged to a dinner party where her mother introduced her to a hard-to-reach investment tycoon. "This is your Auntie Gu—she bought you toys as a child. Remember?" Fu Jing looked thunderstruck. She stayed frozen, refusing to greet her. Her mother awkwardly covered for her: "Ah, this kid’s always been a bit slow!" But the woman pinched her cheek, her usual icy demeanor melting into a knowing smile. "No worries. I don’t think she’s slow—I find her quite adorable." Fu Jing: "……………" She called off this disastrous pursuit, waving the white flag in retreat. This woman was too cunning—a cold moon forever out of reach, even with a ladder to the sky. But then... why did Gu Qingci move into her house under the pretext of staying temporarily? Cooking supper while Fu Jing studied, popping champagne to celebrate her published papers. Once, when Fu Jing bashfully handed clothes through the bathroom door, Gu Qingci grabbed her wrist, refusing to let go, and whined softly, "Kid, why’d you stop chasing me?" #How do I chase you when you're richer than my whole family?##I wanted to romance you, but you're my Auntie Gu...# Gu Qingci’s POV: #Think you can quit after getting this close?##Where exactly do you think you’re going?# A story about a physics prodigy and rich second-gen who tried to woo with money, only to accidentally court a real tycoon.

14-year age gap. At 32, Wei Mingxi remains alone, as if waiting for her to grow up. Rong Yuge, who fell in love at six, finally turns 18 and can now offer herself to Wei Mingxi. The restrained mathematics professor Wei Mingxi meets the energetic and insatiable Rong Yuge – utterly defenseless.

[Ancient Times to Modern World] Ruan Qingmu, the young master of the Demon Sect, was ruthless and bloodstained, ultimately meeting a tragic end—shot dead and left unburied in the wilderness. The one thing Ruan Qingmu never expected was that in death, his sworn enemy, the righteous swordsman Qin Yuan, would go mad with vengeance, fighting bloody battles to slaughter his killers. Upon reopening his eyes, Ruan Qingmu finds himself in a modern high school, faced with a desk full of math and science books—and outside the window, a cold-eyed top student walking by. Elegant as jade, with sharp brows and phoenix eyes, yet the look Qin Yuan gives him is just as hostile as in their past lives. Days later, rumors spread like wildfire: "Ruan Qingmu, the poor delinquent from the underachievers’ class, has gone crazy! He grabbed the school idol Qin Yuan and tore his uniform!" Ruan Qingmu: "I owed him so much in our past lives—I just wanted to check if he was the same person..." Qin Yuan: "Oh? Then why not repay your debt with your body?" Ruan Qingmu: "Wait, don’t you remember me at all? I saved you once and even sucked snake venom for you!" Qin Yuan (deadpan): "I don’t recall. Maybe you should re-enact it for me?" ———In past-life dreams, we were wild and free, clad in vibrant robes astride spirited steeds. In this new life, peace surrounds us—the strife of the martial world left far behind.

### Blurb 1 (Angst Version): The Second Prince of Heaven shattered the sacred Soul Lantern and was stripped of his powers, his beauty sealed, and exiled to the mortal realm to suffer trials. Talentless and plain, the prince became the youngest disciple of the Piaomiao Sect, trembling as he began his path to immortality. At first, everyone bullied him—only the cold, silent Eldest Senior Brother treated him kindly. Later, he learned that the two were bound by fate: unless one perished, they were destined to become cultivation partners. His heart swelled with joy—until the day he saw his senior brother, treasonous and ruthless, pull their master into an embrace, murmuring tenderly: "Miaomiao..." A face once so cold now wore gentle affection. It was the master's pet name. The prince stopped longing for his senior brother's gaze. But he never expected that one day, that same senior brother would beg him, distraught: "Xiao Qi, save Master. Only your life can trade for his." Later, the prince didn’t dodge the blade that came for him, dying beneath his senior brother’s sword. In his fading vision, he saw the disbelief on that beloved face. Returning to Heaven, battered and broken, he asked his father for a Heartless Pearl. After enduring so much suffering, he thought—being an emotionless immortal would be better. Yet he never imagined that his senior brother would become the only Demon Sovereign across the Three Realms. Only then did he learn that after his death, his senior brother had knelt bloodied beneath the phoenix tree, madly piecing together his shattered soul. ### Blurb 2 (Sweet Version): The Ninth Heaven’s Prince shattered the sacred Soul Lantern and was exiled to the mortal realm for trials. Fated to live tragically as "Xiao Qi," hopelessly pining for Senior Brother Qi Yuzu. Xiao Qi’s miserable life played in his mind like a farce: —Fighting the sect leader’s son over Qi Yuzu, getting whipped thirty lashes—slap! —Brawling with a princess over Qi Yuzu, framed and humiliated—slap! —Pining for Qi Yuzu alongside his beautiful master, treated as a mere stand-in—slap! ...The hell? He was sent to endure trials—not to get his face slapped repeatedly! So the prince decided: screw this. He’d embrace the mortal virtues. —Bravery: "Might as well off myself." —Optimism: "LMAO, whatever, I’ll just die." —Serenity: "Why suffer? Suicide solves everything." —Kindness: "Maybe just kill me now?" Yet somehow, his senior brother’s gaze grew increasingly... intense? —Features a "chase-to-the-crematorium" redemption arc. —Blurb sounds heavy, but the actual story is lighthearted! —Crazy x Drama Queen pairing. —Constructive criticism welcome, but no personal attacks~ **Content Warnings:** —ML is horrible early on. —ML has a fake "white moonlight" (later eliminated). —ML = strongest fighter; MC = prettiest face. —Two minor side CPs (minimal focus). —Non-traditional xianxia setting with Eastern fantasy elements. —Romance-centric, plot-light sweet/sour fluff. —Old-school "scum ML + doormat MC" lovers, tread carefully—tone is more comedic!

Blurb One Yan Zhen wakes up and finds herself transmigrated as a poor village girl. The original host had poor grades and came from a humble background, always looked down upon. Faced with this, Yan Zhen remains calm and unbothered. Until one day, she suddenly discovers a famous actress—who looks exactly like the princess she knew before transmigrating! Now Yan Zhen can’t stay indifferent anymore! —Princess, you transmigrated too?? Blurb Two Recently, a newcomer has appeared in the entertainment industry. Though just a country girl, renowned directors, veteran actors, and wealthy elites flock to her, begging for divination readings. Hater A: Fortune-telling? Wake up, the Qing Dynasty’s long gone. Hater B: New marketing gimmick? Which agency’s backing her? Must’ve lost money. Hater C: If she’s really psychic, why not tell her own fortune on becoming famous? Amid the chaos, rational Hater D roars: WAIT, GUYS! I just got a reading—IT WAS SCARY ACCURATE! Try it yourselves if you don’t believe me! Haters: Pfft, fine, let’s expose this feudal superstition. … Three days later Hater A: ! Hater B: !! Hater C: !!! NO WAY!!! Master Yan said I’d find money today—AND I ACTUALLY DID!!! Instantly, the entire entertainment industry erupts! But just as everyone’s ready to worship Yan Zhen, She does something no one expects. Someone spots her in elegant attire, lightly adorned, kneeling before Zhao Baoshang—an actress drowning in scandals—and tearfully declaring, “This subject pays respects to Her Highness.” … Netizens: HOLY CRAP!!!! WHAT KIND OF PROPOSAL PLAY IS THIS?! #MyOTPIsActuallyCanon #ZhaoBaoshangIDivinedYouNeedMe #EveryoneKnowsYanZhenLikesZhaoBaoshangExceptYanZhenHerself

Reborn into an ABO sci-fi world as the newborn Imperial Prince Xiwei, he thought life as the emperor’s son would be carefree and prestigious—until he learned Prince Xiwei is an Omega. What the hell is an Omega?! Born on the same day as Prince Xiwei is an Alpha. The two grow up together, but Xiwei can’t stand the golden-haired boy next door and bullies him relentlessly as a child. Years later… Staring at the man towering over him, Xiwei is stunned. —Scheming to escape an arranged marriage, only to fall into the clutches of his childhood friend. —What goes around comes around. An elegant yet sadistic Alpha × a proud, battle-crazed Omega—these two are always ready to fight. In short: A feisty Omega keeps provoking the Alpha, only to be devoured by his seemingly harmless wolf-in-sheep’s-clothing. :) Note: 1. ABO setting, monogamous, with mpreg later—avoid if you dislike these tropes. 2. The author’s style is lighthearted and simplistic—don’t read if you dislike fluff.

Part 1: [Crack Idea] The Town’s Precious Young Master x Dockworker Part 2: [Crack Idea] Vampire Hunter x Vampire Part 3: [Crack Idea] Dragon Knight x Dragon Part 4: [Cultivation Arc] Some Past Events Part 5: [Cultivation Arc] Stories After the Main Plot Ends