After one drunken night, Tian Qing somehow became pregnant as a man, carried the baby for ten months, and gave birth to a wolf cub.
The little wolf cub didn't take human form until he was two, so Tian Qing could finally take him outside.
He had always thought a monster had slept with him.
When they met again, Tian Qing looked at the aloof, dignified third young master of the Wenren family, high above everyone else, and was horrified.
It was the man from that night!
He quickly lowered his head and pretended not to know him.
The Wenren family, the most powerful clan in Xidu, must be full of wolf demons!
But for the sake of his younger sister's family's livelihood, Tian Qing couldn't run away. He could only grit his teeth and take a job as a guard in the Wenren household.
Every day, he was careful, keeping yellow talisman paper tucked against his chest at all times.
He didn't know if it would work to subdue a demon, but at least it gave him courage.
Until one day, the third young master suddenly appeared behind him and instinctively lowered his head to deeply inhale the scent of Tian Qing's nape.
Tian Qing's hair stood on end. He whipped around and slapped him with a yellow talisman (╯°□°)╯.
The talisman landed squarely on that handsome face with a smack.
Then,
The young master laughed in exasperation.
Tian Qing screamed in terror.
All he wanted to say was, Immortal sir, please don't kill me. We were husband and wife for one night, after all, and shared a hundred days of affection.
Besides, our child can't grow up without a mother!
Wenren Ziyan ranked first on Xidu's list of eligible young masters. He was the youngest son of the Wenren family, handsome as Pan An, disciplined and courteous.
But people said that for all his good qualities, the young master had no interest in women and was hopelessly unromantic.
He was nothing like the other Wenren sons, who were womanizers, roaming from one beauty to the next.
The umpteenth time he refused a concubine sent by his family, he asked his eldest brother with a faint smile,
"Is it really worth degrading yourself just to have a child?"
His eldest brother waved a hand. "That's how our ancestors did things. Otherwise, there'd be no you or me."
The Wenren family bloodline was thin, and carrying it on was no easy task, so they kept many concubines.
Wenren Ziyan thought nothing of it.
Until an unfamiliar guard suddenly appeared in the household.
He was sturdy and well-built, with a roundness both front and back that Wenren Ziyan couldn't help looking at.
That familiar fragrance made his body stir with an unbearable restlessness.
Still, he was wary. Someone who seemed so perfectly suited to him and showed up at his door was often part of a honey trap.
Besides, this guard was secretly keeping an eye on him, and Wenren Ziyan knew it.
He kept waiting for the man to make a move, to reveal his true intentions.
But what finally came was a yellow talisman slapped straight into his face...
The young master laughed in exasperation.
The young master made his move.
Years later, his brothers still had no children, but Wenren Ziyan had one after another, enough to fill a mahjong table.
Tian Qing's honey-colored chest and nape were covered in sweat and bite marks. He pushed away the man clinging to him again, forcing himself to be firm.
"You demon! Stay away from me. If you keep this up, everyone within ten miles will have to take your surname..."
Wenren Ziyan chuckled. "Call me husband."
Little scene:
The desolate frontier, a lone moon hanging high in the sky.
In a dilapidated hut, Tian Qing stood awkwardly to one side. Beside him was a huge white wolf that had arrived with a caravan bringing aid, and at his feet sat two well-behaved wolf cubs, one big and one small.
Wenren Ziyan was silent for a moment. "And this is...?"
Tian Qing cleared his throat guiltily and pointed at the white wolf. "This is my milk-brother."
After a moment, the young master asked, "And these two?"
The two little wolf cubs cuddled together, gazed at Wenren Ziyan with shining eyes, and shouted, "Dad!"
The young master laughed in exasperation again.
He took the old yellow talisman out of his personal pouch
and slapped it back onto Tian Qing's face.
After all these years of taking the blame for being a demon, here was the original talisman, returned at last!
Little note: The setting is lightly fantastical. They're not demons, it's a matter of species.
Probably a combination of pregnancy, raising kids, farming, opening trade routes, two powerful leads, cute pets, running away while pregnant, and tadpoles looking for their dad?
Theme: The powerful bowing their heads, the chaste losing control, and the rational falling into temptation.