An early practice work
A transmigrated, stunningly beautiful, chuunibyou princess + a sharp-tongued, arrogant, notorious mad demon lord + a sweet-faced, dark-hearted, damp-and-creepy emperor who keeps her captive
A corporate drone from the 21st century has just found a job, only to transmigrate to ancient times?
Xinglu wonders if she got food poisoning from a bargain meal.
Worse still, she failed to remember never to pick up a man by the roadside, and so
"You drugged me again?"
Xinglu forced herself to lift her head, clinging to what little consciousness remained. "You have no honor..."
You little bastard! She gritted her teeth...
"I will serve you well, my lady." The next second, Baili Youqin pressed close to her.
He said:
He wanted to drug her unconscious, then toy with her at leisure and keep her as a treasure.
He wanted them to become one, to cut her apart piece by piece and swallow her whole.
He looked at her rosy lips and remembered last night's passionate dream. He wanted to ignore the third person in the room and pin her beneath him.
He was truly going mad.
He swore that the next time he saw her, he would cut off one of her legs so she could never run away again.
"Your Highness, are you sneaking around with someone?"
She had known all along that Feng Zichong was no good. Cold-faced, cold-hearted, and sharp-tongued, he was a demon lord who made everyone tremble with fear and was impossible to read. Most importantly, he was devastatingly dangerous: at the slightest provocation, he could slaughter your entire family.
Again and again, he pushed her away and rejected her, though he didn't mean a word of it.
But in the end, covered in blood, he pulled down a strip of white silk to cover his eyes
"I crawled back from hell just to clear the way for her."
"I'll take you home."
