You Call That Defying Your Master? I Don't Get It. My Master Is My Wife

[1v1 + both leads are virgins + younger male lead + two male leads + past and present lives]

Reborn sickly cannon-fodder beauty × dark, arrogant chosen one (scheming green tea, aloof and untouchable)

(A long road to winning him back / angsty, melodramatic romance)

When the seventeenth sword pierced him, the Demon Lord Qian Qiumo finally snapped. So he was just a background character in a power fantasy about the chosen one, the sort who appears for fewer than three lines.

“This damn Heavenly Dao! In my next life, I will absolutely not take in a disciple!”

Then he closed his eyes and opened them again, only for the System to force him into a bond. Congratulations, you’ve been forcibly bound to one chosen-one disciple.

Qian Qiumo: ...I don’t know what’s gotten into you.

Thanks, but if he ever gives his heart again, he’ll be a dog!

…

Qian Qiumo hates that he’s such a dog. Give in once and he’ll do it again. After being reborn, his disciple sticks to him like a plaster and won’t come off.

Luckily, he’s a Host with the System on his side. He blows up his golden core and runs off. The male lead can miss him all he wants.

Qian Qiumo can’t bring himself to laugh.

He tries to run, but his disciple scoops him right back up and pins him in his arms, keeping him as his wife.

Qian Qiumo swears: “System, get out here! Did you give me the wrong script? I’m clearly the master, not the heroine!”

“I’d rather take seventeen swords in the back than play the perfect supportive spouse!”

The emperor’s favor is spent; I’ll repay my debt with this life.

Ask not about the next life; don’t be a fool in love.