According to popular legend, the war god of Da Liang Huo Wujiu was once captured by the enemy country. His meridians were severed and both his legs broken before he was thrown into prison. In order to humiliate him, that dissolute ruler even gifted him to his cutsleeve brother as a concubine.... more>>

General Huo suffered a great deal of humiliation and insult. He bided his time for three years before the cicada shed his skin and he escaped back to Da Jing. After treating his crippled legs, he led his army in three months to storm the enemy’s capital, slaughter its emperor, raze its capital, and finally beheaded that garbage cutsleeve, hanging his head on the city walls for three whole years.

Since then, the world has been united.

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Jiang Suizhou, a history department graduate advisor at a certain university, received a dissertation which used these unofficial histories of Huo Wujiu as their basis, and criticized the student to no end.

When he opened his eyes again, he had transmigrated into that cutsleeve prince from the stories.

There were lanterns and colorful decorations everywhere. A servant came, sending word that the disabled general of the enemy state had already entered the prince's manor in his wedding sedan.

Facing down General Huo, who had been tortured to the verge of death, dressed in red wedding clothes, glaring balefully, Jiang Suizhou only then knew - these wild stories could also come true.

And cause him to be beheaded for public display, his head hung on the city walls for three years.

Jiang Suizhou’s only option was to provide for General Huo well.

The overt and covert attacks of the imperial court, the witless ruler's every possible humiliations -- he grit his teeth and absorbed it all, all in the hopes that in three years time, he could but keep this head of his.

Of course, he didn’t dare to even dream of asking this 9 ci* tall “concubine” to actually serve him.

However, before the three years was up, General Huo’s legs actually healed on their own.

Not only did he slaughter the useless ruler and unified the country, but he also forcefully blocked him in the room and insisted on fulfilling his duty as "concubine."

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*approx 6ft 10in in today's measures <<less

Duke of Yongning’s heir, Jun Huailang was reborn and found that he was a cannon fodder N in a xiaoma literature*.... more>>

The male protagonist, Xue Yan, who was originally an unfavored prince, was ostracized and persecuted since he was a child. After the blackening, he formed a private party to support his younger brother to the throne and became a sovereign regent.

He also slaughtered the young Empress Dowager’s whole family, forcing the Empress Dowager to stay with him. The Empress Dowager fell in love with him and was willing to be his plaything.

The whole book was full of an indescribable scene between the two of them. It made Jun Huailang tremble in anger.

Because this Empress Dowager was not someone else, but his own biological younger sister. It was not someone else’s family that was slaughtered, but his family.

After rebirth, facing a younger sister who was only six years old, Jun Huailang, the gentleman of Qianqian, made up his mind for the first time.

He’s going to kill that beast for his sister.

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Xiaoma literature: A novel in which the male protagonist ’s father married a young and beautiful young mother (stepmother). <<less

When he was young, Fang Linyuan entered the palace. He saw a graceful figure in a single glance, and fell deeply in love. He was in unrequited love with Princess Huining for many years. ... more>>

Afterwards, he followed his father to guard the borders, and captured eighteen Beijiang cities, despite his young age. He returned in victory. All of it was for the sake of asking for Princess Huining’s hand in marriage.

Before, Huining’s mother had been ruined. Huining was thin and reclusive, having suffered neglect and humiliation. Yet she was still cold and unbending, like a pearl fallen in the mire.

Now, she was in the bloom of youth, striding through the palace with a vibrant crown. Her suitors filled the palace to bursting, yet no one could catch her eye.

That day, an imperial edict was declared to the realm, and the princess’s refusal was not allowed.

That night, the light of the red candles swayed, and a razor-sharp dagger met Fang Linyuan’s neck.

“Listen to my orders, or you’ll die without a complete corpse.”

Beneath the veil sounded the cold and unfamiliar voice of a young man.

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Fang Linyuan received his long-sought wish, but the angel he dreamed of marrying as a boy turned out to be a man.

It turned out that Princess Huining, Zhao Chu, had been in disguise for many years, enduring humiliation and trials, just in order to protect himself in a den of tigers. He was waiting for a chance to take power and steal the throne.

And his marriage was nothing more than another layer of his disguise.

Fang Linyuan had nowhere to express his bitterness. He could only swallow his resentment and tuck away the sincerity he had paid in vain, wanting nothing more than to never see the false princess again.

But the marriage certificate was already written, and not only did he have to see Zhao Chu day after day, but he also had to put on a show of harmony and mutual respect with the false princess.

Fang Linyuan could only suffer patiently, being Zhao Chu’s false husband on one hand while waiting for war to arise on the other. Once it did, he would lead an army out of the capital, never to return.

But before the fires of war arose, there came the day when Princess Huining took power.

The throne was beneath him, and the officials bowed to him. Zhao Chu no longer needed to be Madam Fang.

Fang Linyuan offered him divorce papers, intending to retire from the capital and guard the borders.

Yet he saw Zhao Chu rip the divorce papers into tiny pieces with a cold expression, his eyes forbidding. Zhao Chu asked him why he started this mess only to abandon it at the end.

“But you’re a man,” Fang Linyuan explained.

Beneath the red candles, Zhao Chu’s face was luminous, just as when he had first seen him.

“Men have their good points.” <<less