Locked at the Waist: The Wolf Cub I Raised Keeps Defying Me Every Night

[Male-male romance + two equally powerful leads + both devoted only to each other + mutual pampering + not a tragic romance (the tags were added by the author)]

[Pure-hearted general seme × beautiful, strong, tragic invalid uke]

He was once a dazzling crown prince, brilliant beyond compare. But after being poisoned and crippled in a plot against him, he was confined to the depths of the palace.

The world lamented that fate had robbed the empire of a prodigy. The Crown Prince, once revered by the people, seemed destined to spend the rest of his life bedridden.

No one knew he had quietly set a scheme in motion, one powerful enough to topple the realm.

Then, on the day of the palace coup, the Chancellor shed his false pretenses and led troops to storm the palace.

The officials trembled and the people panicked, all believing the Xiao dynasty was about to fall.

At the critical moment, Xiao Zhuojin strode forward and raised his hand as a signal.

On the palace walls, hidden assassins drew their bows to full draw. Beyond the imperial city, the Northern Frontier cavalry stormed through the gates.

Mu Jinchen dropped to one knee, his voice thundering through the hall:

“Your servant, Mu Jinchen, General Who Guards the North, leads a hundred thousand soldiers from the Northern Frontier in welcoming Your Highness the Crown Prince back to court!”

The entire army bowed, its roar shaking the heavens.

Xiao Zhuojin looked at the Chancellor, whose face had gone ashen.

“Those who rebel will be put to death without exception.”

Three days later, the new emperor ascended the throne.

Xiao Zhuojin stood atop the towering dais as the people hailed him.

He took the hand of the person beside him and proclaimed to the world:

“My sovereign consort is Mu Jinchen, Prince of the North. In this life, we shall share a bed and guard the realm together.”

That night, deep within the imperial palace...

“Your Majesty was quite imposing today.” Mu Jinchen pressed him against the edge of the imperial bed, his thumb caressing the emperor’s wrist bone. “By proclaiming it in front of everyone, you’ve left your servant no way to retreat.”

Xiao Zhuojin gazed at him with a smile. “General, are you thinking of running away?”

“Run?” Mu Jinchen kissed his cool lips. “Your servant is here to collect a debt... Your Majesty owes me years of longing. Tonight, you’ll repay it all, with interest.”