Sweet_SourKiwi

This is a Classic Love story, cute and sweet like an overripe apple with a little bit of sour ^^

This is the Male's lead! its DanMei or BoysLove or BL. 
A cute love story between a Powerful, Fierce, Magnificent Crown Prince to a very weak Hua Bai Ying, a young, sweet, sixteen Hua BaiYing, a young man who almost can't do anything, even always gets in trouble and hurts himself, 

While the Crown Prince is known to be so powerful, strongest more than the force of the River, the mountain, or even the sky, his hobby is cutting enemy's heads and slashing and killing without mercy, but his life turned to soft and has to surrender to beautiful, gentle, delicate, HuaBaiYing, 
he's a big pervert, who likes to touch BaiYing here and there as he only belongs to him, only his! Who dares to touch him, you want to die?!

Vol 1: is more about HuaBaiYing and his daily life at the Palace under the name of his sister. It's full of sweetness, internal conflicts, tricks, unexpected truth, and identity issues. It's cute and funny, with a little bit of tension and betrayal among the other concubines.
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I think this is a Romance cute-comedy but full of surprises, just check it out!^^
I'm sorry I might have some typos or miss translating, please give me some time to recheck it.

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CROWN PRINCE'S CONCUBINE

"No!" screams, loud sounds of falling objects, some people running and screaming for their lives when their huts caught fire, some men in troop armour with the YueYang's flag, pushed, kicked, and unhesitatingly drew their spears stabbed into the backs of the villagers who tried to fight, while the women were caught by the soldiers.

Leaving little children crying helplessly sitting on the ground, even a little girl, still young, maybe around eight years old, crying while trying to pull the long spear that pierced the back of the man who fell on the ground, motionless, on the little girl's back, with a shabby cloth carrying a small baby who kept crying non-stop.

"Father, huks, father please wake up, father"

The same voice was heard in almost all places in the village, small villages with houses that had been devoured by the red rooster and victims with lifeless bodies lying on the road even outside their house.

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