Has the Young Marquis Been Mischievous Again Today?

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Beloved by all | Handsome top x beautiful bottom | A little forbidden love | A little illness and frailty

The young Marquis Wei has a nasty personality, but he's so handsome that even his wickedness has a certain charm.

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Wei Zhuo was spoiled from childhood, growing into an arrogant, self-possessed young man who looked down on everyone.

But with a face like his, his classmates admired him, a young general coveted him, and even a prince couldn't stop thinking about him.

At a spring banquet, the sons of the great families gathered together, and the Seventh Prince raised his cup to him.

Under everyone's gaze, Wei Zhuo gave a soft laugh, lifted his wine cup, and splashed it in the Seventh Prince's face. "You think you're worthy?"

Unfortunately, fortunes change. The emperor died, a new emperor took the throne, and the Marquis of Yongning had backed the wrong side.

Fallen from the clouds into the mud, Wei Zhuo became the object of everyone's ridicule.

But the first person to show up at the marquis's estate was the former Seventh Prince, now the new emperor.

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Born into the imperial family, Chu Zhao had always known that if he wanted something, he had to take it.

So he took the throne from his aging father, and Wei Zhuo from the crown prince.

Chu Zhao hated Wei Zhuo. He hated all those eyes coveting him. He hated how Wei Zhuo's ambitions reached the heavens. He hated that Wei Zhuo never wanted to look his way.

But when the once-proud young Marquis Wei lay beneath him, Chu Zhao realized that the only thing he cared about was whether Wei Zhuo loved him.

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After the new emperor ascended the throne, the deposed crown prince was supposed to enter the palace and pay his respects before being sent to his fief.

Kneeling on the floor behind layer upon layer of gauze curtains, he bowed in thanks, not daring to lift his head.

Behind the curtains, Chu Zhao pressed himself to Wei Zhuo's ear, biting and kissing him. "Why aren't you saying anything, little marquis?"

It was as if he was determined to make Wei Zhuo cry out. Gritting his teeth, Wei Zhuo opened his mouth and bit the wrist held out to him, forcing a curse through his clenched teeth. "Bastard!"

A little skit

Everyone in the capital thought that once Wei Zhuo entered the palace, he was bound to suffer.

But he kept his title, received a special pardon to enter the palace, and ate and lived with the emperor. Far from being humiliated, the young marquis seemed to enjoy even greater favor and glory than before.

He did suffer plenty, though. Where he suffered and what kind of suffering it was, well, that's another matter.

Reader's Guide

1. One-on-one, both physically and emotionally faithful to each other. No switching or breakup.

The top and bottom only have eyes for each other; everyone else is cannon fodder. The bottom is a good cat.

2. A feel-good story with no logic and a mountain of authorial inventions.

3. The author's tastes run wild; sudden bouts of depravity may strike at any time, with the little head in charge of the big one.

An idea saved away in 2025

Theme: Two hearts drawing closer