The Frail Prince Is Kept as a Pet by an Evil Spirit

Wu Xuexuan transmigrates into the universally hated, sickly second male lead in an ancient harem novel with multiple male leads.

The original character was born to the late empress, with white hair from birth. Everyone regarded him as a monster, and when the Imperial Preceptor was about to sacrifice him, he made a pact with an evil god, willingly becoming its plaything and wreaking havoc on the world.

He saw only the protagonist bottom as his white moonlight, forcing love on him until the protagonist tops joined forces to hunt him down and wipe his soul from existence.

When Wu Xuexuan arrives, the ritual is at its final stage, and almost all his blood has been drained. He doesn't want to get into tentacle play, so he has a sudden inspiration: "I pledge to carry on my master's legacy, and will serve with all my heart, even unto death."

Don't kill me. I'll be your underling.

The pact is sealed. He moves out of the palace that very night and goes into seclusion at a temple, offering three sticks of incense a day to the great evil god.

That should count as fulfilling the pact. Nothing more.

Wu Xuexuan doesn't even know how long this wretched body will last. Spread your teachings? Maybe in my next life.

He lives freely outside the palace for three years, until he hears that one of his brothers has murdered their father and killed his brothers, taking the throne atop a mountain of blood. The court is gripped by fear, and everyone is on edge.

None of this has anything to do with him.

Not unless this new emperor, who is evil to the core, suddenly abdicates and brings his monstrous younger brother back from the temple where he has been meditating, so he can serve as regent.

One moment, Wu Xuexuan is tending flowers and plants, enjoying a peaceful life. The next, he has suddenly ascended the throne. Wu Xuexuan: ?

"Little brother, child," the regent murmurs, pinning him against the imperial throne, his love both doting and deranged. "Baby." Black, swamp-like tentacles coil around wrists as white as snow.

Wu Xuexuan hears the man's satisfied sigh. The sky is falling.

Weren't you supposed to be my crazy older brother? How did you turn out to be the evil god I seduced and abandoned?

And Wu Xuexuan thinks this evil god might have misunderstood something.

For instance, he isn't refusing to spread the god's teachings because he lacks power. He just doesn't have long to live and wants to keep his head down.

And another thing: I agreed to carry on your legacy, not to call you Dad. What kind of evil god hobby is calling people Baby anyway?!

Later, Wu Xuexuan is dragged into a pile of tentacles. His senses fall into chaos, and just as he's on the verge of losing control and his consciousness starts to fade, he realizes he's misunderstood one most important thing...

"You said I was your child, but you didn't say child as in a little kid. You meant child as in your wife..."

[The top and bottom are not related by blood]

Theme: Building a harmonious society in ancient times