BambooFirefly

[WSA 2024 Entry]

[The Imperial Consort could have been so much more than what we were shown.]

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Genius Neurosurgeon Lǐ Xīnyuàn died while being held at the gunpoint to perform a surgery on a terrorist leader.

When he opened his eyes, he had transmigrated into a world similar to a Webnovel he'd been forced to read by a colleague.

Now you'd think Lǐ Xīnyuàn had transmigrated into that Webnovel. But did he?

No! Instead he'd been transmigrated into that webnovel's spin-off/"what-if" version of the story with nothing but the superficial knowledge of the plot thanks to reading the main novel.

Now tasked with the mission of avoiding plotholes, unnecessary dog-blood, death and following the storyline to ensure the male lead's ascension to the throne of Supreme Emperor, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

And why did no one tell him that his character had to be married into the Male Lead's harem??

What about the Female Lead?

Later:

Lǐ Xīnyuàn: Why doesn't Your Highness spend the night with concubine Yang?

ML: Don't want to.

Lǐ Xīnyuàn: ... Why?

ML: Are you pushing me away?

Lǐ Xīnyuàn: QAQ

Reborn To Be The Imperial Consort [BL]

"What did Specter of the Blood Moon say?" Liu Mingyun asked, wondering if he — even with his enhanced hearing — had somehow misheard the doctor.

He hoped he hadn't. Li Xinyuan's words, even if misheard, had sent a strange sort of thrill down his spine, something he couldn't recognise.

But it was not entirely unpleasant. It was something close to dipping his hands in the warm current of a river heated by the sun on a cool day.

It was somehow comforting yet equally distressing.

Li Xinyuan straightened up, finding himself adoring the Crown Prince's reaction. It was not often that a man like him would get flustered by a simple question.

Folding his hands on his knees, Li Xinyuan leaned forward ever so slightly as he met the man's eyes, warmth exuding from his gaze as he offered him a slight smile and replied.

Budding Lotus — III