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Winter's Crown, Springs Heart by When_Winter_Comes for laveeie
Fandoms: 紫陌红尘 | Kill to Love (TV)
13 Nov 2025
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“Shu He. The Northern Emperor has sent word. He seeks a bride.”
Shu He’s heart began to pound. “Father, surely—”
“You will go,” the King interrupted. “It is already decided. The South cannot waste such an opportunity.”
Shu He’s throat tightened. He wanted to shout, to demand why his life was being traded so easily. But the hall was filled with the eyes of his brothers, amused, dismissive—and his parents’ stony silence.
But he knew there was no point. The decision was already made. His desires did not matter.
Instead, he bowed again, “Yes, Your Majesty.” His voice trembled despite his effort.
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Shu He is sent as a potential bride to a ruthless emperor. He eventually learns that not all is what it seems.
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Three months in Paris.
Jeon Wonwoo (29), a Seoul Vogue stylist met Kim Mingyu (28), the golden director of romance dramas, again.
Enemies on screen, but off screen?
They used to have a history. Was it love? Hatred? No one really knows. But one thing’s certain, it ran so deep that Wonwoo, once a natural blond, dyed his hair purple. And Mingyu, once hopelessly lovestruck, swore he’d never fall in love again.
Now, in the city of second chances, fate has trapped them together again. And this time, neither the feigned hate nor the distance can hide what was never truly over.
Genre: Fashion, Mpreg, Family Fluff, Whipped People in Love, Lovers-Exes-Enemies-Lovers
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Hwang Inho was desperate. Desperate enough to take a chance on a half-whispered promise, on a strange card pressed into his palm, on any way out that sounded even halfway real. What choice did he have? The world had already closed its fist. Gihun was dying, and no amount of love, hope, or sheer stubbornness could change it. Only money. So Inho would do anything, risk anything, to save him.
But the second the first gunshot cracked through the air, every illusion shattered. Fairness, control, the idea that any of this could be played clean—gone. The bodies fell. The Games started. Suddenly, it wasn’t about money at all. It was about surviving.
Because if he didn’t… Gihun wouldn’t, either. And Inho wasn’t ready to let him go.