He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

(Transfer marriage/Pure love/1v1/Sweet story)

(Warning: This is not a traditional, serious cultivation novel; the combat power will not be astronomical. It's not a wish-fulfillment story, and it might be addictive. It's a marriage-themed story with a focus on romance. I wrote it the way I wanted to read it, so please don't complain if it gets ruined; I won't bury it!! There are authors in the bug-checking circle, and we're 2 years apart in age. This story will involve elements such as the main character transmigrating from male to female, supporting characters transmigrating from female to male, and supporting characters being reborn. It's a lighthearted story.)

(Storage area. (Just kidding!))

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The summer night breeze blew through the dark alley, accompanied by some frivolous and lewd laughter.

"Hey girl, you've had too much to drink. Come on, let us take you home..."

"Yeah, yeah, come on, we'll take you home, haha..."

The soft, sweet female voice was full of rejection: "No, no! Hiccup~ I don't know you... Let me go!"

"What are you afraid of? You'll get to know each other better once you've gotten to know each other. We'll take you home so you can get to know each other..."

As the thugs spoke, they began to make their move. The heartbroken and drunk girl panicked and tried to dodge, screaming in fear.

"what!!"

"Get out! Let me go! Help! I don't know them..."

Just then, a few young men passed by the alleyway, and the girl quickly called for help.

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Today is Friday. Leng Huan and his two roommates had dinner together outside the school. This area is an entertainment street outside the university town. After dinner, they were walking to a nearby parking lot to get their car when they heard cries for help at the entrance of an alley.

When faced with such a situation, passionate and upright college students would certainly not stand idly by.

They rushed forward and shouted, "Stop! Let her go!"

The thugs didn't care that they were just a few weak college students, and even spat out, "Pah! It's none of your business!"

Seeing the thugs provocatively raising their arms, revealing their heavily tattooed sleeves and looking extremely strong and fierce, Leng Huan rubbed his wrists. He hadn't beaten anyone up in a long time.

He unbuttoned the white jade cufflinks on his shirt; it was a birthday gift from his older sister, and he couldn't afford to break it.

"Didn't you hear her screaming for help?" Leng Huan rolled up his sleeves and gave them a disdainful look. "Let's not force her to do something she doesn't want to do."

"Pah! You dare to meddle in my business? I bet you deserve a beating!"

"Go, teach him a lesson!" With that, the thug pulled out an iron rod and charged over. Leng Huan dodged to the side, and reacted extremely quickly, grabbing the iron rod with one hand and punching the thug in the face with the other.

Leng Huan was a tall man, about 1.8 meters tall. He looked thin, but his arms were strong under his clothes, with bulging veins. His punch really hit the man hard, making him dizzy. He then took the iron rod and hit the thug on the buttocks.

A moment later, painful screams echoed through the alley. Several thugs lay on the ground. Leng Huan threw away his stick, clapped his hands, and muttered, "Tsk! I'm not as fragile as I seem."

Knowing that Leng Huan could handle the situation by himself, his roommate went off to fawn over a pretty girl.

Seeing that they had already hailed a taxi, dropped the girl off, and driven away, Leng Huan squatted down and patted the thug leader's face. "What era are we living in? Still resorting to violence and thuggery, it's so uncivilized..."

"Be careful!!"

"boom--"

Leng Huan felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, his handsome face contorted in pain.

"Huan-ge!!"

"Mind your own business! I'll beat you to death!"

These were the last words Leng Huan heard as he endured a sharp pain in the back of his head.

If he hadn't been unconscious, he might have even argued, "In broad daylight, under the clear sky, are people not allowed to act bravely and righteously?"

Damn it, what kind of hero ambushes like this? Shameless!

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The antique-style building has a plaque with the words "Imprisonment Platform" engraved on it.

Inside the door was a spacious room with four walls, in the center of which was a six-foot square marble pedestal, upon which lay a graceful figure.

Leng Huan opened his eyes.

I blinked hard, once, twice, three times... but the eerie scene before my eyes still didn't disappear.

He slowly propped himself up, shook his head, and looked completely bewildered.

He still felt the excruciating pain in the back of his head, but he felt like the sky had fallen!

What the hell is this place?

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his head, but before he could even touch it, he was stunned by the delicate hands in front of him.

This is not —

The next moment, he frantically touched his body, patting it from head to toe, and finally confirmed that this was definitely not his own body!

That's not him!

This is a woman!

boom---

It was as if he had been struck by a giant bolt of lightning. His head had already been hit, and the whole thing was so absurd and bizarre that Leng Huan's vision went black and he fainted.

.

"Leng Huanxue! How dare you have an affair with that Wen family brat? Have you forgotten that you're already engaged?!"

"Leng Huanxue has disrespected her elders and acted willfully. She is hereby punished with one month of confinement, during which no one is allowed to visit her... She will not be released until she repents!"

Leng Huan is dreaming; these are all other people's memories.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still here, feeling extremely disappointed—he had really transmigrated, into a woman's body.

The confinement platform was quiet, empty, and dark. In such an environment, let alone a month, even a single day would drive a normal person crazy!

"I didn't expect that..."

"Alas, I, a dignified man, have turned into a woman! Heaven is so cruel!"

The thought that he had been treated this way simply because he had intervened to help someone in need filled him with resentment.

Leng Huan couldn't help but stretch out her jade-like hand and make a "T" shape with her fingers.

Pooh!

He sighed again, looking at the only small, bright window in the wall:

Leng Huanxue, you left so decisively, slamming your little head against the wall, leaving me to clean up your mess!

"People should do things properly!" Leng Huan was filled with resentment.

Touching the bruised and swollen bump on his forehead, Leng Huan looked at the wall in front of him, gritted his teeth, and tried to slam his head against it, but just before he hit it, he quickly braced himself against the wall with both hands and gave up.

First of all, he was not afraid of death, he was just... afraid of pain.

What if he doesn't die from the accident but becomes mentally disabled? Leng Huan finally found an excuse for his lack of courage to commit suicide.

Or maybe we should wait until we get out, then use a different poison or rope—something more palatable—before taking any further action.

Having made this decision, Leng Huan lifted her long skirt, sat down cross-legged with an air of authority, and began to ponder what exactly this situation was.

He carefully recalled the original owner's memories and sorted out his thoughts.

First of all, the original owner of this body was confined. This was because half a month ago, she defied her family's attempt to arrange another marriage for her and even tried to elope with her lover, which angered the family elders, resulting in her being locked up.

Secondly, this is a large city under the jurisdiction of the Eastern Chen Divine Dynasty on the Eastern Sea Continent, called Beijun.

The Leng family is one of the three major families in Beijun, along with the Fu family, the Wen family, and the City Lord's Mansion.

The original owner's previous fiancé was from the Fu family, and the family's next intended fiancé is from the City Lord's Mansion!

And the original owner's lover was from the Wen family.

This is fucking a mess! Thinking about this, Leng Huan was already numb.

Finally—and most importantly—the people here can cultivate!

The original owner, Leng Huanxue, was the pride of the new generation of her family. At only seventeen years old, she had already broken through to the late stage of Qi Refining.

Note that this talent refers to the Leng family, in Beijun.

Leng Huan guessed that she probably couldn't compare to the geniuses of the four major cities of the Divine Dynasty, and would just blend into the crowd once she went out. However, at her age, she was only one step away from Foundation Establishment, which was not top-notch, but still quite good.

The four major families were local tyrants in Beijun. However, while the original owner grew up step by step, Leng Huan noticed that the Leng family seemed to be lacking in talent.

Is this saintess just a figurehead?

And it is said that her ex-fiancé was two years younger than her and had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, with better aptitude than her!

The original owner officially became the family's holy maiden last year and got engaged to the Fu family.

However, a little over a month ago, the Fu family's genius youth suffered an accident during his training, destroying his foundation and rendering him hopeless on the path to immortality. The Leng family, of course, was unwilling to marry their Holy Maiden to a good-for-nothing, wasting her value. Therefore, the Leng family simply decided to annul the engagement…

Wait a minute!

Something about this description just doesn't feel right.

Leng Huan, who had read countless novels, became suspicious of Leng Huan's serious internet addiction.

But before he could think any further, he suddenly heard the sound of a stone door moving. He turned his head and saw that the door to the solitary confinement room had opened.

"Young Miss, do you now know how to repent? Tomorrow, the City Lord's Mansion will come to discuss the marriage. You need to show up."

The visitor was a middle-aged deacon dressed in black. He greeted the visitor politely, but his eyes held a hint of reproach. He was probably dissatisfied with the original owner's willful and lack of consideration.

Leng Huan quickly made a judgment: this was the cultivation world, and he couldn't ruin the original owner's persona! If people found out that Leng Huanxue had switched souls, things would be bad!

He controlled his expression, mimicking the original owner's behavior, and gave the steward a slight bow, nodding reluctantly: "Steward Liu, I know I was wrong, can you let me out now? It's too dark here!"

Although she tried her best to control herself, her tone was still a bit spoiled. Leng Huan shuddered inwardly as he listened to that voice, as sweet as a nightingale's song, coming from his own mouth.

Deacon Liu was used to this. When he heard her admit her mistake, his expression softened and his voice became gentler: "Alright, since Miss has admitted her mistake, this confinement is over."

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Leng Huan followed Deacon Liu out of the confinement platform and walked to the courtyard, where he met the original owner's two personal maids.

The maids, with their hair styled in simple double buns and dressed in light blue narrow-sleeved dresses, waited prettily at the door. When they saw Leng Huan come out, they hurriedly came forward to greet her: "Miss, you've suffered."

Then he saw the bruises on her forehead and his eyes immediately welled up with tears: "Miss, you're injured!"

Leng Huan carefully examined them. One had an oval face, and the other had a heart-shaped face. Both were pretty and delicate, like girls from a good family. He sighed inwardly, "What beauties!"

For some unknown reason, Leng Huan suddenly looked up at the sky and remained silent.

What a pity! Due to the original owner's identity, she could only look but not touch!

"Miss, let us help you back."

"Hurry up!" Leng Huan spoke in the same tone as the original owner of the body. The maidservant quickly reached out to support her arm, and Leng Huan pressed herself against them, immediately feeling their soft fragrance and warm jade.

He sighed inwardly again. Why didn't they give him a man's body? Look at all the beautiful women around him now, he can't do anything.

What a waste of such great conditions!

He secretly took the opportunity to touch the waist of the oval-faced maid, satisfying his lustful desires.

Leng Huan hadn't gotten used to this body yet, but fortunately, he walked slowly following the steps of the maid, squeezing his thighs together and twisting his waist, so he didn't look like a crude man.

Feeling a surge of spring fever, I walked along, asking about things happening outside.

He learned that the City Lord's Mansion would be coming to propose marriage tomorrow morning, and that even the marriage prospect, Murong Qin, would be in attendance, which meant he would see Murong Qin!

Hey!

Leng Huan thought it was ridiculous. Not only did she have to transmigrate, but she also had to get engaged to a man and get married when the time was right.

He's a straight man, and homophobic at that. How could he possibly get engaged to a man? Just thinking about it makes my hair stand on end and my body feel prickly!

He temporarily put aside his romantic feelings and started thinking about how to ruin the engagement.

He was lost in thought, not yet having come to a conclusion, when he heard the oval-faced maid named Qiuyue say, "Miss, I heard that the Fu family is coming to ask for an engagement gift..."

Leng Huan was taken aback: "What engagement gift?"

Another maid with an oval face, named Dongxue, replied, "It is the token of your engagement with the Fu family back then."

Upon closer reflection, it seems that it was a fine piece of jade pendant, which the original owner casually tossed into her dressing table after her engagement, and eventually...

Leng Huan rubbed her forehead. Because the original owner already had someone she liked, she was unhappy with this marriage. Last month, she pawned the token and gave it to Pian Tou in exchange for other resources! She was still thinking about eloping with Pian Tou.

Dongxue's expression was somewhat disdainful: "By the way, I heard that the young master of the Fu family has become a cripple. How could he be worthy of Miss? He was just a member of a collateral branch. When the engagement was broken off, I heard that he was determined to get the token back and said that the Fu family and the Leng family were too much of a bully. He has already been kicked out of the Fu family."

Wait a minute!

Leng Huan asked with a puzzled expression, "Did he say that fortunes change every thirty years, sometimes east and sometimes west..."

Dongxue shook her head, "This... I don't think I've heard of it..."

Leng Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought I'd encountered a protagonist from a story about announcing a broken engagement.

Just as she finished thinking this, she heard Qiuyue say, "Miss, he's just a cripple. How can he compare to the young master of the City Lord's Mansion? If he doesn't have a great stroke of luck, he probably won't even live past this year. I heard a few days ago that he was thrown to the Cliff of Broken Souls by the young master of the Fu family..."

Great fortune?

and many more!

Upon hearing this, Leng Huan immediately took another breath.

Based on his experience reading online articles—

Isn't this the protagonist or villain of a story about a man who gets dumped and then rises to power?

Falling off a cliff is bound to lead to an extraordinary adventure!

Could there really be a protagonist who's arrogant and overpowered in this world?