BambooFirefly

(I owe everyone 10 chapters.)

[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

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Reborn To Be The Imperial Consort [BL]

As Li Xinyuan gazed at the litany of cuts and faded or fading scars, he could feel a part of himself die the longer he looked.

So many of them, decades of mourning, decades of pain. And Li Xinyuan never once noticed even a singular crack in Hu Lijing's mask of normalcy.

When he had been a child in this world of novel, he had been that just in the eyes of other while being a full grown adult in reality. How could he not have noticed?

How proficient was Hu Lijing in keeping his mask on all the time that it had done under his radar for so long?!

As his fingers gingerly traced over the white scars, the pad of his thumbs skimming over the discoloured tissue as he looked down at the forearm in his grasp with hooded eyes.

A few moments passed, shame and helplessness filled Li Xinyuan's heart, squeezing at his airways so tightly that he could feel his breath cutting short, a heavy weight seemed to be crushing down on his chest all the while.

Crimson Spider Lily — V