My Ministers Can't Read

My new story, The Crown Prince Invites the General to His Bed, is now open for advance reservations! The blurb is at the very end.

Blurb:

1.

The little crybaby from Nan Shu's dreams has appeared in real life.

His favorite thing is finding an excuse to make a fuss so you'll comfort him.

He wakes up without combing his hair, and when His Majesty asks him about it in a less-than-gentle tone, he gets upset and needs comforting.

He takes a master, gets scolded by him, and doesn't dare complain to his face, so he comes back to Nan Shu in tears and needs comforting.

Nan Shu doesn't know his birthday. It's not Nan Shu's fault, but he still needs a little comfort to be happy.

At mealtimes, he finds mushrooms in his food and looks pitifully at His Majesty, coquettishly asking him to pick them out.

His little moods come and go quickly. He always says he wants to be comforted, and kisses and hugs aren't enough. In truth, all you need to do is lift him up. If once isn't enough, lift him twice.

After making a fuss, he'll lie in bed that night and apologize with a hint of regret, asking over and over, "Do you still love me? Will you stop loving me? Are you angry? Why aren't you angry? So do you still love me?"

Nan Shu laughed. "It's not as if you're asking for the moon and stars. Why would I be angry about holding you and saying a few nice things?"

2.

Zuo Rang was a young master who never lifted a finger around the house, but his parents were busy with work, and they were never very affectionate with him as he grew up.

He always envied the classmates whose parents picked them up after school, and the spoiled little darlings in novels who were doted on unconditionally by their parents, with someone coaxing them even when they refused to eat.

After losing his family, he sat atop mountains of gold and silver, reading indulgent romance novels and longing for someone who would comfort him.

One day, he woke up in another world. The System told him there was someone there who loved him very much.

At first, he tested the waters carefully, crying a little to see if the other person would get annoyed. When he realized it was affecting him, he would hold back a bit.

As time went on, he discovered that the other person's patience was practically limitless, so he grew bold and found all kinds of excuses to act out, becoming the spoiled little darling he wanted to be.

He felt guilty, yet couldn't stop finding reasons to get His Majesty to comfort him. His Majesty's voice was so gentle, his embrace so warm. He worried when Zuo Rang was unhappy and even worried about his health when he refused to eat.

Little by little, Zuo Rang fell so deeply in love that he couldn't pull himself out. Whenever his good sense returned, he still felt guilty.

But His Majesty said, "I like spoiled little darlings. I like comforting you."

Zuo Rang was so happy that he cried and asked His Majesty to comfort him.

[An outwardly gentle but ruthless emperor × A brilliant beauty who can't take care of himself]

Please note:

1. A brainless, fluffy sweet romance with no logic.

2. Both are each other's first and only.

3. The bottom is a bit dim-witted.

4. Please don't mention other works in the comments, especially popular ones, as it can easily cause arguments. Comments doing so will be deleted.

Blurb for The Crown Prince Invites the General to His Bed:

The Crown Prince excelled at everything, from his studies to governing. He was ruthless in his methods yet still had a sense of righteousness. The court supported him, his brothers got along with him, and he greatly resembled His Majesty in his younger days.

His father disliked seeing him cry, so he had hardly shed a tear since childhood.

Once, he shed a few tears in front of the general in private, complaining of his troubles. The next day, the general immediately asked for a favor and eased his burden.

Having gotten what he wanted, he began showing up in front of the general whenever he had a reason, or even when he didn't. When nothing was wrong, the general taught him horseback riding and archery. When he had a problem, he would secretly redden his eyes and make a show of wiping them with his sleeve.

As long as he was willing to cry, the general would do anything for him.

Eight times out of ten, he was only pretending, but the general never saw through him.

That is, until one day, while they were chatting in bed, the general complained that he never acted very convincingly.

[Little scene]

The general said that although the Crown Prince often cried in front of him, he was always pretending. He had never seen him cry in earnest and wanted to.

He had barely had the thought for two days when news arrived from the palace of a quarrel between father and son. The Crown Prince had taken twenty blows and been carried back to the Eastern Palace.

The general rushed over to see him. While applying medicine, the Crown Prince cried uncontrollably. He had always been afraid of pain and had never suffered such a severe beating in his life.

The general's heart broke. He never wanted to see the Crown Prince cry again.

[A commanding general outside, a bit of a dope at home × A decisive Crown Prince outside, a sniveling little darling at home]

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