我在坟场画皮十五年 作者：沉默的糕点 Yingque was skinned and executed, then came back to life in a grave, but without his skin. He practiced Skin Artistry in the graveyard for fifteen years, drawing memories from five thousand people and absorbing their unique abilities. Finally, he selected the most handsome skin to wear, left the graveyard, and returned to the world.

系统逼我做皇帝 作者：景以 Xiao Rui transmigrated into the Great Xia Kingdom as the Seventh Prince. His mother passed away early, his father showed no concern, and he had no power or influence. All he possessed was a handsome appearance and a soul that stood out among ten thousand. Was he destined to live an ordinary life with nothing but good looks? Fortunately, transmigration now came with a standard System. However, Xiao Rui’s System was somewhat troublesome! "Host, please complete the task as soon as possible!" "Host, please become the Crown Prince quickly!" "Host, please ascend the Imperial Throne without delay!" ... Xiao Rui angrily shouted, "Hurry, hurry, hurry! Have you even seen the kind of people you summon for me?" "Come, Seventh Prince, drink your medicine." The summoned Pan Jinlian gracefully approached, holding a bowl of medicine in her hands. Xiao Rui: ...

混在大明搞社团 作者：木允锋 In the 47th Year of Wanli, as the sad song of the Battle of Sarhu ended, a monster stepped onto the scales of war... We are pests! We are pests! Ah, that’s wrong. We are the righteous Five-Good Youth, and we will smash the old world with our righteous iron fists

青楼娱乐指南 作者：权心权意 In the Pleasure House, there are dreams. In the land of fireworks, miracles happen. A third-rate Agent traveled through time and led the girls to follow the arrangements of fate. However, changes secretly happened during their compliance...

国王万岁 作者：乱世狂刀01 A small person who held an amazing 'Golden Thigh' traveled through time to become a Little King. In this cold and cruel foreign world, he left behind a different kind of invincible and passionate legend.

明朝败家子 作者：上山打老虎额 It was the 11th Year of the Hongzhi Era. It was a beautiful morning. Zhu Houzhao had just reached adulthood. Wang Shouren and Tang Bohu were sharpening their weapons and preparing for the Imperial Examination. The Little Ice Age had already arrived, and long-lasting cold weather swept across the land. In the Nanhe Bo Mansion, the silly son of the landlord and the direct heir of Nanhe Bo, Fang Jifan, began his shameful and wasteful life as a prodigal son.