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]

Liu Mingyun gave him a smile, thoughts imperceptible as he brushed the pad of his thumb over Li Xinyuan's knuckles and then pulled his hand away.

"This is why This Prince said that it was fate," he drolled, his expression a strange mix of amusement and delight as Li Xinyuan pursed his lips, refraining from saying anything. "If years ago someone had told This Prince that his intended would be the master of the halberd created from the monster he had slain, This Prince would have laughed and ordered the guards to drag them away."

Li Xinyuan held the halberd tighter. It felt nice to hold it.

After a pause, the Crown Prince added, looking at Li Xinyuan then at Master Zuo. "You can go, Master Zuo. You shall be rewarded appropriately for your assistance."

The blacksmith bowed deeply, murmuring his words of gratitude as he turned around and walked out of the Imperial Armoury.

Blooming Pansy — II