After the Plot Awakened, Prime Minister, Get Over Here!

Complete Black-sesame-seed-hearted, lovesick chancellor gong x fluffy, martial prince shou [Alternate ancient setting + ABO + lovesick gong + both are each other’s only one + The chancellor only loves the shou] Yun Anchao suddenly woke up and realized he was the seventh prince, a cannon-fodder character in a storybook who went mad with love and was ultimately tortured to death. He had loved the powerful minister Ling Heng, forced his way into the palace to seize power, and ended up disgraced, dying without even a body left behind. Determined to change his tragic fate, he tread carefully and just wanted to stay alive. Suicheng thought that after one banquet and one cup of drugged wine, he had somehow slept with the story’s most important protagonist: the aloof, chaste chancellor who wielded power over the entire court?! Not only had he failed to avoid Ling Heng, he’d actually slept with him! The next morning, Yun Anchao stared at the wreckage scattered across the floor and the naked man sleeping beside him, terrified out of his wits. “Run! Run!” But Ling Heng lazily opened his eyes and caught him by the ankle as he tried to flee, his gaze dark and his voice hoarse. “Good boy, you’ve slept with your chancellor. Where do you think you’re going?” Later, Yun Anchao realized that this supposed villain wasn’t quite like the one in the book. Wasn’t he supposed to hate him? Why did it feel like he was always taking liberties with him? Wasn’t there someone he liked? Why was he getting jealous, then? One day, a little fox suddenly appeared before Ling Heng as he entered his rut. He pulled the little fox into his arms. “Chaochao, you came in here of your own accord...” Yun Anchao trembled. “Ling Heng, don’t come any closer! You pervert!” Ling Heng pressed closer, trapping him in his arms with a sly smile. “A pervert? Chaochao, I can be even more perverted...” As the red candles burned down, Ling Heng tucked Yun Anchao’s hair behind his ear. “Go to sleep, Chaochao.”