Strange Tales of the Golden Cage

[Completed Novella / 1v1 Happy Ending / Fantasy] I still like this title better, so I changed it back~

The young emperor Ji Yuheng recognizes a powerful eunuch as his father. He acts recklessly and rules with ruthless cruelty.

Si Xuan comes to the capital to repay a debt of gratitude, only to be dragged into one baffling case after another. A slap also earns him Ji Yuheng's enmity.

Ji Yuheng promotes him to the palace guard stationed before the throne, planning to take his revenge little by little.

He never expects his ministers and officials to take his joking claim that he "likes men" seriously.

Honestly, are these people blind?

All he did was make an exception and let Si Xuan into the inner palace, have new clothes made for him and give him money and fine silks, present him with a treasured sword and jade crown, teach him to write by guiding his hand, let him share the golden bed with him, and... that's all.

That's. All.

Si Xuan's identity is exposed, and Ji Yuheng shoots an arrow through his chest, sending him tumbling off a cliff.

Ji Yuheng refuses to believe he is dead and orders a day-and-night search of the mountains.

To no avail.

Much later, Ji Yuheng discovers that the man he has searched for everywhere is sitting in a tavern, laughing and chatting with a friend.

[Brooding, proud tsundere who hates heaven and earth x Gentle, sly, clever little cat]

The next story will be [Don't Make Enemies Before Becoming Dao Partners]. If you're interested, please bookmark it~

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Miss Lou is seeking a husband, and among the betrothal gifts is a treasure called the Fated Shackles, which can help Dao partners cultivate and reshape their spiritual roots.

The finest young talents of the Three Realms eagerly pursue it, and Fang Xingliu and Lu Mingyuan become enemies over it.

Fang Xingliu despises his opponent's rebellious, unruly nature. He is always at odds with him, and he's a real handful.

Lu Mingyuan scorns his opponent as a sanctimonious fraud, fine on the outside but rotten within, and shamelessly putting on an act.

Today you stab me; tomorrow I destroy your treasure. They can't stand the sight of each other.

Yet the Fated Shackles unexpectedly bind them together. Under the seal's influence, they are forced onto the same bed.

The next morning, they wake up in disarray, their clothes and their hearts alike a complete mess. Neither can stand it.

The seal can only be broken if both parties agree.

Fang Xingliu stubbornly refuses, and Lu Mingyuan is furious.

What he doesn't know is that when the four great sects were recruiting disciples, everyone laughed at Fang Xingliu, calling him a good-for-nothing built from a pile of heavenly treasures and unfit to be the Fang family's young master.

His father, brothers, relatives, and friends all favor his junior brother, whose spiritual roots are exceptionally gifted.

Proud and ambitious, Fang Xingliu would rather endure the icy poison that destroys his meridians than give up on reshaping his spiritual roots.

To do so, he has no choice but to rely on the Fated Shackles to keep himself alive and cultivate.

After yet another bout of cold poison, a pair of hands suddenly pulls him into a forceful embrace.

Radiant flames kindle in his opponent's palm and press against his waist, banishing the piercing pain in an instant.

It's the Flame Emperor's Blazing Sunfire Art, a technique that terrifies the Three Realms. No one has ever seen its eighth stage with their own eyes!

There is only one person under heaven who possesses it: the man hailed as the Three Realms' foremost fire spirit-root cultivator, who fought his way from the mortal realm to the Azure Origin Sword Sect alone.

And now his breath brushes Fang Xingliu's ear. His voice is complicated, his gaze evasive. "If it hurts again... come find me."

Under such attentive care, Fang Xingliu lets out a comfortable little moan, but still complains, "Why should I?"

Lu Mingyuan slowly pulls him closer and murmurs, "I'm the one who formed a bond with you. If you don't come to me, who will you go to?"

Dragon-protagonist x shameless poser. Never underestimate a straight young man!!

Theme: Treat others kindly

The next story will be [Don't Make Enemies Before Becoming Dao Partners]. If you're interested, please bookmark it~

↓↓↓

Miss Lou is seeking a husband, and among the betrothal gifts is a treasure called the Fated Shackles, which can help Dao partners cultivate and reshape their spiritual roots.

The finest young talents of the Three Realms eagerly pursue it, and Fang Xingliu and Lu Mingyuan become enemies over it.

Fang Xingliu despises his opponent's rebellious, unruly nature. He is always at odds with him, and he's a real handful.

Lu Mingyuan scorns his opponent as a sanctimonious fraud, fine on the outside but rotten within, and shamelessly putting on an act.

Today you stab me; tomorrow I destroy your treasure. They can't stand the sight of each other.

Yet the Fated Shackles unexpectedly bind them together. Under the seal's influence, they are forced onto the same bed.

The next morning, they wake up in disarray, their clothes and their hearts alike a complete mess. Neither can stand it.

The seal can only be broken if both parties agree.

Fang Xingliu stubbornly refuses, and Lu Mingyuan is furious.

What he doesn't know is that when the four great sects were recruiting disciples, everyone laughed at Fang Xingliu, calling him a good-for-nothing built from a pile of heavenly treasures and unfit to be the Fang family's young master.

His father, brothers, relatives, and friends all favor his junior brother, whose spiritual roots are exceptionally gifted.

Proud and ambitious, Fang Xingliu would rather endure the icy poison that destroys his meridians than give up on reshaping his spiritual roots.

To do so, he has no choice but to rely on the Fated Shackles to keep himself alive and cultivate.

After yet another bout of cold poison, a pair of hands suddenly pulls him into a forceful embrace.

Radiant flames kindle in his opponent's palm and press against his waist, banishing the piercing pain in an instant.

It's the Flame Emperor's Blazing Sunfire Art, a technique that terrifies the Three Realms. No one has ever seen its eighth stage with their own eyes!

There is only one person under heaven who possesses it: the man hailed as the Three Realms' foremost fire spirit-root cultivator, who fought his way from the mortal realm to the Azure Origin Sword Sect alone.

And now his breath brushes Fang Xingliu's ear. His voice is complicated, his gaze evasive. "If it hurts again... come find me."

Under such attentive care, Fang Xingliu lets out a comfortable little moan, but still complains, "Why should I?"

Lu Mingyuan slowly pulls him closer and murmurs, "I'm the one who formed a bond with you. If you don't come to me, who will you go to?"

Dragon-protagonist x shameless poser. Never underestimate a straight young man!!

Theme: Treat others kindly