“I can drink …” Xiang Yu unsteadily lifted his cup and pushed it into Xin Lan’s face. “At least as much as you!”
Xin Lan peered over the rim of the cup and his lips curled up. “That one is empty.”
“Ah?” Xiang Yu took the cup back and stared into it. It seemed … he was right. It was empty. He pushed it back at Xin Lan. “Then … let’s fill it again!”
“The jar is also empty.”
“Then let’s open another one! I can still drink!” Continue reading
“My love …” Qiu Ling cooed and slid onto the seat next to Jing He, waving a bottle of wine. “How about sharing a cup with your future husband?”
Jing He gazed at the bottle and slowly raised his gaze to Qiu Ling’s eyes. “I don’t know if that is such a good idea.”
“Just one cup, my love.” Qiu Ling smiled and raised his brows.
Jing He gazed at him, his heart fluttering. How could he reject what the man he loved wanted? If it was this important to Qiu Ling … He nodded. “Alright. One cup shouldn’t be too much. It isn’t a strong wine, is it?” Continue reading
Oh, wow, here’s yet another announcement to be made: In two days, it’ll be the Qixi Festival which is basically Chinese Valentine’s Day. In honor of the occasion, I’ve prepared a little something for all of you (yes, all of you! No Patreon-exclusive-extra this time 😊): It’s an Oh. My. Fate?! Special that will feature Qiu Ling and Jing He and – drum roll please! 😏 – include a little bonus about Xiang Yu and Xin Lan.
Here is the synopsis of the story:
When the stars are glittering in the sky and a warm breeze caresses our skin, let us indulge in wishful thinking for just one night. A night of temptation we will never forget.
My love, won’t you have one cup of wine with me?
I’ll post the special as two chapters and link to them from the OMF Extras-page. If you’re subscribed to my website, you should also get an email as usual when I post. If you’re reading on the other sites (like Tapas or Scribble Hub), I’ve decided to post it as what was previously “A Hairy Situation” (and what will be renamed “Oh. My. Extra?!” in a bit) so that I’ll be able to collect all the future extras in one place to make fiding them easier. 😊
I don’t think I have trouble staying committed but I do admit that I have trouble not getting involved in new things. 😅 Anyway, I have yet another story to announce: Finders Keepers!
This is what the story is about:
Warrior Hou Dong has had it. One more word from these bloody merchants and he and his men will ditch them in the desert. First, providing him with inaccurate information and now trying to snatch the beauty he found? Tch, they can keep their money to themselves! This treasure is worth far more than the measly remuneration they promised.
Before I start rambling again, let me just get to the most important point: I’ll start posting on August 3rd (so next Saturday) on Patreon and there’ll be a new chapter every Saturday. Please keep in mind that this is not a novel but a short story/novella instead so there’ll only be a few chapters. 😊
The Mei Xin festival slowly reached its climax and the gods poured back onto the square in front of the Heavenly Emperor’s palace. It was finally time to crown the most beautiful person of the Nine Heavens.
The board displaying the ranking had been taken down three hours ago to make sure there was still some surprise to who the winner would be. Those who had voted early and then gone off to enjoy the festival hadn’t noticed the uproar around the fallen god. In fact, they didn’t even know yet that there was one in the capital. With so many people around, not even those standing close to Xiang Yu and Xin Lan noticed that there was a fallen god among them. They were all busy with themselves and their assumptions on who would get the crown this time.
The people that had currently been lining up on the square to register someone’s name or vote for the beauty they liked watched the fallen god leave and Senior Xin Lan run after him. Not only a few of them rubbed their eyes and nudged the person next to them, asking whether or not they had seen the same thing. To their surprise, it seemed it hadn’t been a hallucination. It was indeed the case that a fallen god had visited their capital to put his own name on the list of beauty.
In one of the streets leading to the square, Jinde hid his face behind the fan. Leng Jin Yu still saw the wide grin from the side though.
“You seem to find that funny. I’m sure the gods are shocked.”
Qiang Yan returned to the city in a daze. He couldn’t believe what he had seen just now! Never mind that Li Yin had found himself a lover. How come that lover was a fallen god?! Weren’t they known to be deranged beyond repair? Getting involved with one of them was like sleeping in a nest of poisonous snakes! You were bound to get bitten and die a horrible death. He really couldn’t believe this. But it had to have gone on for a long time. Otherwise, why would Ru Zhen look so much like that fallen god? Ah, he couldn’t understand.
He roamed through the streets, not paying attention to his surroundings. He only vaguely felt that things were getting rowdy. Mn? Qiang Yan snapped out of his daze and barely evaded a woman running down the street. He raised his brows but didn’t think about it further. It was rather normal for people to hurry at a festival like this if they wanted to meet up with someone. Those young people were all exuberant at the Mei Xin festival. No wonder they were all hurrying like this.
“Is that really …”
While the young ones enjoyed themselves at the festival, the Heavenly Emperor and his wife sat in a pavilion behind his palace and drank tea.
“Who do you think will win this year?”
Bai Fen didn’t bother to reply. Wasn’t he sure that their son would win? Why was he even asking? To be honest, their son was a beauty but there were a lot of those around. Even his own husband was one! So if their status wasn’t considered, it would be hard to say who would come out on top. Wasn’t it just a question of preference?
The dragons, for example, loved their current king a lot even though he didn’t show up very often. They had also loved their previous king and had been happy to hear that he hadn’t actually died. Nobody had asked to have him return to his place on the throne though which showed that they respected the current Longjun very much. But if asked who was more beautiful among the two of them … they would definitely vote for the previous king. Hadn’t he been hailed as the greatest beauty of the dragon realm for a long time? If she remembered correctly, then there had even been rumors that half of the capital city had asked to marry him back in the day.
Qiu Ling carried his beloved away from the square but finally relented when they reached the next street and put him down. He still pulled him along to take a look at all the stalls at the side though.
Two hours later, Jing He had ended up with three more hairpins sticking out from the knot of hair in his neck, five sparkling bracelets around his wrists and two jade pendants hanging from his belt. He started to feel like a walking treasure trove.
“Ah, my love, look at those —”
Qiu Ling looked back at him and blinked his eyes, using the opportunity to pull Jing He into his arms. “What is it, my love?”
“Don’t you think this is enough? When will I get the time to wear all this?”
“Aren’t you wearing it right now?”
The trueborn gods and ascended deities started to pour onto the square in front of the Heavenly Emperor’s palace. Rong Su and Bai Fen were standing at the top of the flight of stairs, Jing He and Qiu Ling a few steps to the side, while Jinde and Leng Jin Yu had retreated almost to the side of the palace.
Jinde leaned against his husband and sighed. “Seems like the festival is about to begin.”
“And you’re not happy about that?”
“That’s not it. Where do you think Xin Lan and his partner are?”
“Why? Do you miss him?”
Jinde tsked. “What missing him? Aren’t you curious at all? Xin Lan started out as a womanizer and then stayed alone for so long. Just who is it he wants to bring?”