BambooFirefly

(I owe everyone 4 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]

A moment of deathly silence passed by, the suffocation of it washing over them as the surgeon stood behind Hu Lijing, his head bowing whilst the latter remained crouched on the ground.

Li Xinyuan exhaled softly as he clenched his hands on his sides and took a slight step towards Hu Lijing, the said nine-tailed fox's back seemed so incomparably lonely at the moment.

Watching him, the surgeon could not help but wonder what he would do if he were to lose his lover and then be forced to all but steal the said lover's corpse from the place that had once been his home.

Yeah, he would most likely go mad and do something he would end up regretting immensely.

Placing a tentative hand on the amber-haired man's shoulder, he gave it a light squeeze and went on his knees behind the fox spirit. Pushing himself closer to Hu Lijing, he let out a quiet sigh and spoke.

Buds of A Marigold — X