Book 1:... more>>

The start of another one of Tang Qi Gong Zi’s tale of a past life and present life.

If persistentness in the end will still be in vain, who would use up this life to entirety, only to watch over an untouchable love?

If a persistant attraction of more than two thousand years, is to be put down right now, to be cut off, would there be tears to be poured?

Even if honored with the status of a God, Dong Hua would still perish like features.

Even as the female monarch of Qing Qiu, Feng Jiu would still fade away in time.

Although what is unknown, is that when wind and clouds are gone, when he is still walking through never ending years and ages, and occasionally brushing past her, this once legacy making God, would he still be able to remember, from his former days, that little red fox with a patch of snowy white fur on her forehead that had once rested between his sleeves.

That commanding Queen of Qing Qiu of ancient times from the deity clan, whether she can still remember he plucked a strand of Fuling flowers for her in the bygone era.

Book 2:

Two thousand years of obsessions, but in exchange for many missed opportunities in love.

If ultimately we have no chance to be together, so why let us meet each other in this life, a glance a million years?

In the middle of a foggy dream, one walks through whose shadow, destroys whose yearning, and buries whose current life and past life?

“Emperor (Di) and concubine (Ji) who are floating ups and downs in the dream land, what do you really want?”

“All I seek in this lifetime, is merely that he can see my shadow in his eyes.”

There is a saying that the feeling is deep but the fate is shallow. She is the one with deep feeling but her fate with Dong Hua is shallow.

There is a word called unfortunate. She is unfortunate so she met him. He is also unfortunate so he missed her.

“He is very good. Just that he and I have no fate to be together.”

“So what if the Mandate of Heaven says we are destinated to be together or not destinated to be together? As the King, I have never fear the Mandate of Heaven and also do not need any handout from the Mandate of Heaven.”

How does the Mandate of Heaven determine our predestined relationship? One person’s doubt, everyone get caught in a vortex. <<less

A woman stood on the Immortal Killing Terrace. Turning around, she jumped off without regret. A man standing by a bronze mirror witnessed her death with his own eyes.... more>>

Three hundred years later, in the East Sea Dragon Palace, she and he unexpectedly meet again.

Another lifetime, another world. Facing the man who betrayed her, she, indifferent as the wind, does not know why he is using his cold hands to stroke her eyes again and again.

Three lives, three worlds. She and he, is it their fate to bear this entangling love-line? <<less

An adorable short story, a bit too short but still very sweet and funny, about childhood friends.

At the age of seventeen, Xie Xiao Qiu met “him.”... more>>

Since then, “he” was engraved on her heart, an unforgettable existence.

Since then, she has been imprisoned by love to the point of madness.

“He” is called Wang Li Chuan. `

Six years ago, her boyfriend Li Chuan left without saying goodbye. Thereafter Xiao Qiu becomes the prisoner of love. She does not understand how such an intense and strong love could vanish overnight. The mystery of Li Chuan’s disappearance shatters Xiao Qiu’s heart. When they meet again Xiao Qiu wavers between advance and retreat. In the face of such a good and patient man, she suddenly understands happiness is never easy to grasp. Crippled or perfection is always accompanied by shadow. <<less

Born to a house where women were only seen as tools to birth children, I was already in my twenties. I was standing on the crossroads of life.... more>>

At my fingertips were close to fifty photos of different men. They were the marriage partner candidates my father had prepared.

Those who took the initiative and volunteered because they wanted his company, and those that were recommended to strengthen our ties with other companies. There were various reasons, but I was to marry one, and build up a child.

That was my reason for existence in this house.

I don’t think I can love another.

I wonder how everyone believes in something so shapeless as love. It was only a marvel to me.

That I couldn’t do something any standard person could must be because I was a person who was never properly loved.

I put a break on the countless unanswered questions I held since my birth, and stared down at the photos around me.

That I chose him was truly a coincidence. <<less

A soliloquy until a certain divorcee able to fully enjoy freedom. The title said it all.

A story of coming together with the next-door neighbor in an elevator. A 140-ish character, Twitter-styled series. I hope that Monday’s work may become even... more>> a little bit more fun. <<less

I am about to die, my only wish is to close my eyes and join the grave. But, that shameful woman unexpectedly seized my body... more>> and my husband/lord. Why is it her? Why is it her? I am unsatisfied… I am unwilling… <<less

“If I gave you the chance to become a human, would you want to?”... more>>

Back then, I simply smiled and said, “I don’t want to become a human. I want to continue being a bird, soaring freely in the skies. That’s perfect for me.”

As things changed with the passage of time, all of a sudden, I really wanted to become a human just once. Thus, I asked the god, “Can I still have another chance to become a human?”

However, the god shook his head, “You’ve already missed your opportunity. Furthermore, even if I gave you a chance now, you wouldn’t live past a single day.”

“That’s fine, even half a day is fine. I just want to be a human for once.”

With shining eyes, I pleaded earnestly… <<less

Between the two sides of that other shore, upon the Bridge of Helplessness.... more>>

“Little miss, drink a mouthful of soup. Forget everything. Your next life is a new beginning, without any earthly desires or pain.”

Looking at the soup in Old Lady Meng’s hands, depression rose within me, “But what about that person in my heart?”

Old Lady Meng smiled faintly and said, “Do you see the waters below this bridge?”

“I see them.”

“Do you see the stones in the water?”

I was stunned for a moment, “Stones?”

Old Lady Meng nodded, “Go down there and become a stone. Watch the great changes in the world for seven lifetimes. After seven hundred years, you’ll be able to bring your longing with you as you reincarnate into a new life to look for him…” <<less

I once asked myself whether I had ever experienced anything… so unforgettable that it was carved deeply into my bones.... more>>

Then I thought carefully about it.

Actually, my life was pretty average and rather peaceful.

It was probably because I was still young.

But upon thinking even more seriously, it seems like I’ve ever really hated one person.

My mum. <<less

When Nie Yinniang was just ten years old, a Buddhist nun came by her house place to beg for food. The nun saw Yinniang and was delighted. She said to her father, “Sir, I beg you to let me take this girl away and teach her.” Her father was furious and rebuked the nun. The nun said, “Even if you kept her in an iron chest, I would still take her away.” That night, sure enough, Yinniang disappeared. Her father was panic-stricken, and ordered his men to search for her, but there whe and his wife thought of their daughter, they could only face each other and weep.... more>>

Five years later the nun escorted Yinniang back home. She told him, “My teaching is complete, you can have her back.” <<less

When I finished having a dinner meeting and went to my boyfriend’s place, he was in the midst of cheating on me.

Alyssa, an NPC residing in Stock Village, has a limited role of merely announcing the village's name. Despite this, she inexplicably developed feelings and fell... more>> in love with the hero. It is said that a capricious god would visit her and grant her wish. Alyssa, desiring to aid her beloved hero, was liberated from the confines of the game system. However, she soon realized that she held a crucial role even when she believed herself to be insignificant. It was an incredibly significant role indeed. <<less

Gu Bailu has transmigrated. She was in Dubai one second ago, but the next thing she knew, she finds herself in a deep, dark forest.... more>> To make things worse, her body has been poisoned and s*x is the only antidote. Thinking that she will die in the middle of nowhere, she somehow runs into a handsome guy who's semi-conscious. Eager to rescue herself, Gu Bailu lies him down, not realizing that he is Prince Zi, a powerful and brutal man who has killed every woman that had approached him. Her life is saved, but she can’t get away from him… <<less

A Queen complains to her husband for being too embarrassingly loving. And the King decides it's best to prove his love with his action. A... more>> short fluffy oneshot. <<less

Your name had no meaning, but then, at that moment, everything changed. The sequel to “I, I Would Like to Refuse” containing their first meeting... more>> and the aftermath. <<less

I was happy to be chosen as a queen candidate for the person of my dreams, but something unexpected came to light… I thought that... more>> ‘I want to decline,’ but then…? <<less

A long time later, I began to understand the value of a golden palace.... more>>

If Wei Zifu loved you, then her story could only have ended the way mine did.

People often said that the limits of love lay in one’s ability to endure – to endure the fact that the man we loved would have three wives and four concubines.

Wei Zifu managed to tolerate. So, she accompanied you by your side for thirty-eight years.

She could accomplish this because she did not love you.

All along, what she wanted was never love.

If, from the beginning, all I wanted was only the precious throne belonging to an Empress, perhaps I would not have lost you as quickly as I had.

Note: This oneshot narrates the true story between Emperor Han Wudi (Liu Che) and his first wife, the deposed Empress Chen Jiao. Their story has been encapsulated into a famous chinese idiom called “金屋藏娇” (jīn wū cáng jiāo), which literally means ‘putting (Chen) Jiao into a golden house’. <<less

Life is so long, you never know what to expect next.... more>>

—in other words: your ending is already decided.

Cui Ying is 18 years old, but doesn’t know why she likes her English teacher so much, or why she fell in love with that boy at first sight. <<less

A Funny Story About A Villainess who Like to Make Curry.

Kaori notices a small inconsistency in her colleague, Sae, when she returns from her summer vacation…….... more>>

Conversational drama mystery. There are emoticons. (If you are not good with emoticons, please note) <<less

From a house on the verge of a downfall, Celine is unsociable and plain. Her childhood friend, Crown Prince Alexei, tells her she’s “not cute”... more>> but dotes on her nonetheless with various gifts and attention. Celine’s feelings towards him are complicated… <<less

Bai Qingqing, the disciple of the Divine Physician, with goodwill, treats the domineering Prince for blindness, only to render herself at the mercy of him.... more>> In the name of practicing medicine, the doctress makes him have spicy cuisine for every meal as revenge. Seeing him frown upon the food, sweat at the pungent dishes, she is merely stoked! Poor Qingqing is no villain material, she ends up having a soft spot for him. Her tender care for the Prince unknowingly reveals her biggest secret-her true identity. After the prince's eyes are cured, he mobilizes the military with great fanfare to keep her around… <<less

I want to grow old.... more>>

We would live in a small and narrow wooden house. The wooden house would have a few holes here and there, and a locust tree would slowly grow through the cracks over the years.

A shadow would cover the window frame, and mothballs and moss would sprout in the night.

I would wear a gaudy outer robe, curl my black hair into waves, and make my way down to the public kitchens to make his meals.

When the oil began the sizzle, I would begin by scattering the chopped onion slices into the pot.

The passersby would ask: whose house made such fragrant dishes?

Of course, it would be our house.

A-Chen and Shui Miao’s house. <<less