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Transmigrated as the Female Villain, I Lock Up the Male Lead First
Does transmigrating into a vicious female supporting character mean you have to survive by clinging to the male lead?
Faced with the battered, humiliated male lead, Yu Tai smiles and opens with a live demonstration: sleeping with him.
Worried about a romantic clash with the original heroine?
Yu Tai glances at a certain demon beast she raised like her own daughter and sighs.
Ever heard of a heroine who insists on taking human form as a man?
And when Yu Tai’s identity as a demonic cultivator is exposed, plunging her into an unprecedented crisis?
The male lead she thought was weak merely flicks a finger, destroying half the cultivation world in a single blow.
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Yu Tai: Is there something wrong with this novel I transmigrated into?
What More Could a Captive Husband Ask For?
In the second year after my husband took a mistress, I heard a voice:
“A man who won’t behave? Break his legs, and won’t he behave then?”
I had spent two years in the Buddhist shrine, chanting sutras day after day, trying to cleanse myself of my sins.
But I could never understand what my sins were.
Everyone in the Ling Family blamed me for being unable to keep my husband.
Being childless was a sin. Being jealous was a sin.
That voice had to be guidance from heaven.
At last, I understood. If his legs were broken, he would no longer be able to leave.
So when Ling Xu came to the Buddhist shrine once again to ask whether I agreed to let his mistress enter the household,
I snapped the candle off the candlestick and drove the copper spike into his leg.
Where Did the Princess Go?
I was a spoiled princess with an elder sister who came from another world.
With her indulgence, I escaped marriage and raised horses on my border fief while she remained at court and shouldered every responsibility.
Then one day, she vanished.
Everyone thought her era was over.
They did not expect the princess they called useless to ride back to the capital overnight and reveal the strength she had hidden for years.
If my sister was gone, how was I supposed to enjoy being useless in peace?
Yin-Yang Dog
I am blind, and I make my living reading feng shui.
That day, a seductive woman came to my fortune-telling stall and said she dreamed every night of a man coming to see her.
After I went to her home, the dog she kept caught my attention.
It was clearly a Yin-Yang Dog!
You Call Fishing Ascension?
Disciples knelt all across the mountain, crying out in unison, “We respectfully send off the Patriarch on his ascension!”
But what I saw was a silvery-white hook piercing Master’s throat, dragging him up into the clouds.
His feet had left the ground. He couldn’t make a sound.
Like a fish.
I lunged forward and wrapped my arms around Master’s legs. “Let him go!”
Eldest Senior Brother struck me with his palm and sent me flying. “You madwoman! Can you bear the consequences of ruining the Patriarch’s ascension ceremony?”
Blood spilled from the corner of my mouth.
I laughed.
“Ascension? Are you all blind? That’s fishing!”
Yu Chaolan Investigates: The Tragedy of Ning’an
The second young lady of the Guardian General’s Residence was young, beautiful, and of noble status.
After attending a gathering of noble ladies, she suddenly hanged herself.
She left not a single word behind.
Her elder sister, Wang Ping’an, the Guardian General stationed at the border, rode back to the capital overnight.
Then, with lightning speed, she abducted the other four noble ladies who had attended the gathering-
the Grand Tutor’s daughter, the daughter of the Minister of Personnel, the legitimate daughter of the Censor-in-Chief, and the County Lady of Zhongwang Mansion-and brought them to a farmstead on the outskirts of the capital.
I, along with Yuan Nanshan, the Vice Minister of Dali Temple, was also dragged here to help uncover the truth.
Seeing me stare worriedly at the four top-ranking noble ladies, the Guardian General gave a chilling sneer.
“Master Yu, I hear your divinations are infallible, and that you can see the past and the future.”
“I want to know how my sister died!”
“If you can’t get to the bottom of it today, all of you can accompany her to the grave!”
Wait. I’m going to die too?
I’m just a fortune-teller.
Zhiyu
By imperial decree, I was forced to marry into the Xiaoshan Earl’s Estate as the heir’s second wife.
I had heard that my future mother-in-law was cruel, my sisters-in-law were impossible, and my husband kept a pampered concubine so vicious and overbearing that she had driven his first wife to her death.
Every respectable family in the capital avoided the place like the plague.
Before I climbed into the bridal sedan, Mother clasped my hands with tears in her eyes.
“My daughter, you must be careful.”
“Don’t kill anyone in your husband’s family. Your father will have a hard time explaining it to His Majesty.”