I Turned Out to Be the Emperor's One True Love?!

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After finishing his exams, Ning Changqing slept like the dead. When he opened his eyes again, he was lying in an ice coffin with a bloodied, handsome man in ancient clothes in his arms.

Meeting the handsome man's reddened gaze, Ning Changqing swallowed and said meekly, "You probably won't believe this, but I woke up and found myself in your bed... I mean, your ice coffin, hahaha... I'll be going now..."

"Don't leave me..."

The handsome man in ancient clothes clamped an arm around Ning Changqing's waist. He managed to force out one sentence before passing out again.

Ning Changqing's eyes widened in shock. "What the heck, man?! You can't just pull a stunt like this!"

*

Other people transmigrated with either a System or a golden finger. What about him? He didn't even have the body's memories, and on top of that...

Ning Changqing glanced at the emperor clinging to his waist and murmured with a complicated expression, "You didn't tell me you were gay, either."

Xiao Mixing, who was like a giant dog, nuzzled Ning Changqing's slender neck and mumbled, "What's gay? I don't understand. Can I kiss you?"

Ning Changqing: "..."

He was exhausted, and they couldn't even communicate properly.

Ning Changqing resisted the temptation of his good looks. "This isn't right. I'm straight, understand?"

Xiao Mixing nodded. "I'm straight too."

Ning Changqing: "Great! I knew a handsome emperor like you couldn't possibly be gay..."

Xiao Mixing: "I'm also very big."

Ning Changqing O.O: "???"

*

In just a few short months, Ning Changqing's straight-guy boundaries retreated from "we're just sharing a bed for one night" all the way to "it's normal for men to help each other out." By the time he realized something was off, Xiao Mixing already had him pinned to the bed.

Ning Changqing, in tears: "Mmm... Stop kissing me! I'm straight, okay?!"

After being thoroughly turned gay, Ning Changqing accidentally learned that he was just someone else's substitute.

Ning Changqing slammed a hand on the table in anger. "I'm out of here! I'm done putting up with this!"

Two minutes later, Ning Changqing still couldn't resist sneaking into the secret chamber. He had to see who the emperor's moonlight was!

In the vast secret chamber, a portrait was surrounded by countless Buddhist scriptures. The person in the painting looked exactly like him.

A piercing pain shot through his head as a flood of memories came rushing back. Before losing consciousness, Ning Changqing saw Xiao Mixing running toward him like a madman, his eyes red. "Please, wake up..."

*

Three years after Ning Changqing died, Xiao Mixing finally found a way to call his soul back.

The body that had lain in the ice coffin opened its eyes once more, but no longer recognized him.

It didn't matter. He remembered.

When Ning Changqing woke up again, a golden chain had appeared around his ankle, its other end fastened to Xiao Mixing's ankle.

"Changqing, why do you keep leaving me?"

"Was I not good enough?" Xiao Mixing gripped his slender ankle possessively.

"It doesn't matter. You can never escape again."

...Wait, I'm the emperor's moonlight?!

[A slow-to-catch-on beauty bottom who thinks he's straight x a clingy, mad, white-lotus emperor top]

Reading Guide:

1. Both top and bottom are pure in body and mind for each other. 1v1, sweet and indulgent, slice of life, and a straight man gets turned gay.

2. The setting is fictional, so don't overthink it. The top is good at putting on an act and is pretty crazy. (His wife died right in front of him, so cut him some slack.)

3. The moonlight is the bottom, no one else! It's always been the same person! I can't say more or it'll spoil things!

4. There is a side couple: the top's two fathers.

5. There are some flashbacks. They don't date before adulthood.

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Please add my next novel to your favorites: the size-difference story The Picky Crown Prince, Spoiled by a Rough Man (^з^). Synopsis below:

Pei Yu is a pampered little crown prince who grew up cherished by everyone. He has been frail and sickly since childhood, and is precious, spoiled, and bad-tempered.

After the former emperor dies, the crown prince, who had been held up in the heavens, falls straight to the bottom. A prince takes power away from him and sends him to the southern barbarians. The official excuse is to build friendly relations with the enemy country. But everyone in the know can guess that the little crown prince probably won't make it back.

Word has it that the southern barbarian leader is nearly two meters tall, with one arm thicker than the crown prince's thigh. He could probably crush the frail, delicate crown prince with just one hand...

Pei Yu and his attendant jostled in a carriage for more than half a month before finally reaching this desolate place. The little crown prince, who had never suffered before, immediately refused to cooperate. He cried himself hoarse inside the carriage and wouldn't get out.

But someone lifted the curtain, and a sturdy, wheat-colored arm reached in. Pei Yu's tear-filled eyes grew round, and he was so scared he forgot to cry.

Lüyeshu couldn't take his eyes off the little crown prince huddled in the corner of the carriage.

He had never seen anyone so beautiful. The little one's eyes were pink from crying, and he looked up at him obediently. The little one's fragrance filled the air with every breath. Lüyeshu's dark eyes deepened, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

"Are you the gift the Central Plains sent me?"

The little crown prince cried even harder. What kind of gibberish was this man speaking? He couldn't understand a word! OnO?

Lüyeshu's eyes darkened. He easily scooped the little crown prince into his arms and coaxed him in clumsy Central Plains speech. "Don't cry. We're going home."

*

The little crown prince sat on the edge of the bed, head bowed in terror. This... why was this man so huge?

But the man knelt on one knee before him, disdainfully took off his silk shoes, and personally replaced them with soft little boots lined with lambswool.

"These are comfortable." The man looked earnestly at Pei Yu and explained in oddly accented Central Plains speech, "Those... are poor quality."

Pei Yu was a little angry. Their Central Plains silk was precious! This barbarian didn't know good things when he saw them! Pei Yu got out of bed, ready to argue, but his feet sank into the soft wool.

Pei Yu: "...Th-they are more comfortable, aren't they? O_O"

*

Just as the prince who wielded absolute power was considering taking the throne, an unexpected visitor broke through the palace gates.

The officials all turned around in unison. A man dressed in foreign clothes strolled inside, with someone wrapped in a fox-fur cloak sitting in the crook of his arm, only their head showing.

The officials exchanged glances. Hadn't they said the southern barbarian leader was unbelievably vicious? Then why did the delicate little crown prince perched on him look a little rounder?

*

At night, Pei Yu was pinned down by the man on a table in the imperial study, piled high with memorials.

"Baby, I took care of him for you. Shall we try it here tonight?"

Size difference | Sweet slice of life | Both sexually inexperienced | Happy ending

Premise: Live well.