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Younger man | Raising him | Height difference
Moody, scheming puppy seme vs. irresistible, straight male beauty uke
Li Jie vs. Xu Heng
Blurb:
According to rumor, Xu Heng was a dignified man, with a thick beard and mountain-like heavy armor that made his enemies tremble in fear.
But one day, he suddenly took off his fake beard and heavy armor, revealing the nape of his neck, white as silk.
Only then did everyone realize that this eldest prince, born of a concubine, was so beautiful he could take your breath away.
Even more tempting was that such a slender-waisted, long-legged beauty wielded tremendous power.
But the beauty was always muttering to himself at the empty air.
"Lilac, nard, angelica... I think if I pickle myself a little longer, I'll be ready to serve at the table."
[Host, remember, taking off your beard, choosing the right clothes, and letting yourself soak up some fragrance are all merely external aids.]
[The true maknae is forged through a soul's suffering and unyielding spirit.]
[If you aren't happy with your current situation, we can offer other routes: the tolerant mother type, the gentle wife type, the aloof strong woman type...]
Xu Heng: ...
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It wasn't until the System told him that Xu Heng learned he was in a coercive romance novel.
In the original story, his younger brother, his deputy general, and even his father all pursued the same caged songbird.
He scoffed. They liked that, did they?
He went and brought Li Jie, the "songbird" from before the story began, to his side. He beat up every thief who coveted the child, and gladly took all the perks that came with it.
But those people started acting strangely.
Xu Heng threw a punch, and they said the fragrance came first.
Xu Heng slapped them, and they asked why only one side was being rewarded.
Even when Xu Heng used his signature scissor-leg chokehold, they were left with nosebleeds.
Just as he was growing increasingly irritated, Li Jie, who had been at his side, finally made a move.
The usually timid child punched one person after another, and blood flew everywhere.
Xu Heng: ?
Li Jie, now nine feet tall, threw himself into Xu Heng's arms, his hands dripping with blood.
"There's so much blood, big brother. I'm so scared, waah..."
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More and more people warned Xu Heng, "Watch out for Zhao Ji."
But by the next day, they would be lambs awaiting slaughter in the underground ghost market.
Until one day, the master of the ghost market personally dealt with yet another lackey of the court, then lazily lifted his ghost mask.
His eyes met Xu Heng's sharp, bewitching gaze in the crowd.
Li Jie: ...
He smiled sheepishly. "You found him annoying, big brother, so I took care of him. You won't blame me, will you?"
That day, the servants at the prince's residence found a heap of unspeakable things beneath Li Jie's bed. The sound of the disciplinary whip rang through the night.
Only when Xu Heng was slightly out of breath did Li Jie crawl forward on his knees, his back covered in blood, and cling to his legs.
One moment he asked whether Xu Heng's arm was sore, the next he said he had only acted out of concern for his big brother.
Xu Heng smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
But the tip of his shoe pressed down, slowly grinding against Li Jie's cock.
"You've been hard for so long. Is it broken?"
"Big brother should show you some concern too, and help you cut it off."
Content warnings:
1. Younger man raised by older man, moody, scheming puppy seme vs. irresistible, straight male beauty uke. The uke has one-sided admirers everywhere, but only returns the seme's feelings.
2. Written to indulge personal tastes, with kindergarten-level political intrigue.
3. I'll add more if I think of anything.
Theme: After struggling with myself for so long, I would rather be myself.
