The Spoiled Young Master Tried to Suck Up to the Capital's Crown Prince and Put His Foot in His Mouth

In the year he wanted to get ahead most, Zhou Jing sent a cool, beautiful man to the bed of the capital's most powerful young heir.

He slipped the room key card into Yan Hui's hand, his eyes alluring and his tone suggestive. "Your Highness, make sure you don't go into the wrong room."

Yan Hui's amused gaze swept over his waist before he accepted the key card.

Before Zhou Jing had finished his drink, just as he was congratulating himself on finally winning the favor of this aloof young master, someone forcibly dragged him into a room and threw him onto the bed. Then two long, slender fingers clamped around his chin.

Zhou Jing instinctively sensed danger, and heard the young master speak through gritted teeth.

"You played dumb and flirted with me just to put my older brother in my bed?"

What older brother? That was a "gift" he'd carefully chosen to suit the young master's tastes!

Zhou Jing's mind raced. He seemed to have buttered the wrong side of the bread. Not only had he failed to win over the young master, he'd offended his older brother too.

"Brother Yan, this is all a misunderstanding. Please calm down..."

Zhou Jing immediately backed down and tried to placate the young master, but then a heavy weight pressed down on him.

The "gift" he'd brought to curry favor with the young master had bloodshot eyes. With a cold laugh, he pinned Zhou Jing beneath him, his face full of a mischievous delight in tormenting people.

"Want me to calm down? What are you going to do about it?"

"Fuck, I'm not into men!"

Zhou Jing felt his blood run cold and cursed furiously. He knew he'd been set up, yet instinctively looked toward the young master, whose expression had turned dark.

The tall man at the foot of the bed slowly pulled off his belt, then... tied it around Zhou Jing's wrists.

A clever, spoiled, pretty bottom | A laid-back top with a strong need for control (the young master) | A seemingly aloof, sharp-tongued top

1. No one is innocent, no one is innocent, no one is innocent. None of the three are.

2. An old-school flavor, with melodrama galore.

Pre-release: My Husband, I Took Your Life to Save My Dao Companion

Synopsis:

Wu Qimu was born cruel and ruthless, especially skilled in corpse refinement and raising Gu. The orthodox sects have been hunting him for years.

He failed to ambush a prodigy of the righteous sects, and was instead pursued for a thousand miles by the Sword Venerable. They entered the Mirror of Forgetting Dust together and lived out a life as lovers bound by an inescapable love-hate entanglement.

When the mirror shattered and the dream ended, Wu Qimu's soul returned to his body, but the Sword Venerable's three souls scattered. Only a heart-protecting soul from a cultivator of the same realm could save him.

The heart-protecting soul is like a mortal's heart: it grows alongside its cultivator, and if it is destroyed, the cultivator dies.

In the end, love lasted longer than hate. Wu Qimu bit down hard on the Sword Venerable's icy lips and set out to find him a chance at survival.

There are only four Great Ascension cultivators in the world today, all renowned and inaccessible leaders of their sects.

With no other choice, Wu Qimu became a pure-hearted, harmless disciple under one of the twelve orthodox sects' leading Immortal Venerables. He seduced the aloof Immortal Venerable in every way he could, until the man could no longer contain himself, sharing his bed night after night and becoming his Dao companion.

He also took on the identity of a spoiled young master from a wealthy mortal clan, repeatedly abducting a medicine immortal renowned for his heavenly Dao arts. Holding the medicine immortal's mortal friends and family hostage, he forced him to marry.

Then he became an abandoned husband, unable to understand love and neglected by his spouse, and poured his heart out beneath the moon to a Buddhist disciple born with an aura of light. He begged the disciple to save someone through his own body, and secretly pledged himself to him for life.

Coldly watching these leaders, perched high above the clouds, act like fools as he played them in the palm of his hand, Wu Qimu endured his disgust and tricked them into willingly giving up their heart-protecting souls to save the one he truly loved.

But the moment his beloved, whom he'd guarded devotedly day after day at such great cost, opened his eyes from within the frost, a blade of ice flashed from his gaze. Before Wu Qimu could react, the man summoned his life-bound sword and ran it through Wu Qimu's heart.

"Idiot."

As he drew his last breath, Wu Qimu saw his beloved's thin lips part, his expression as cold as it had been when he pursued Wu Qimu for a thousand miles.

Reading Guide:

1. There are four tops, one after another. The bottom is wicked, but doesn't kill without reason.

2. The bottom seduces every top first, and there are plenty of intimate scenes.

3. The main story has an open ending; the bonus chapters bring everyone together.

Message: Keep your feet on the ground, and don't reach beyond your grasp.