The Princess I Love Is a Male Demon

The Shang ruler was tyrannical, and demons ran rampant.

A white fox and a black snake had grown up together, cultivating their powers since childhood.

The white fox concealed her gender and entered the palace disguised as a princess. The black snake took the form of a prince, gathering troops outside the palace and waiting for the moment to join forces from within and overthrow the human dynasty.

As for her, she had been an ordinary overworked office worker in the twenty-first century, only to wake up as the lowest-ranking maid in the palace.

Her greatest wish was to make it to the age of twenty-five, leave the palace, and start over somewhere no one knew her.

That was until the day a noblewoman had her pinned to the ground and beaten with a rod. Just as she thought she was about to die there,

the legendary princess, cold and noble, happened to pass by.

Those fox eyes glanced over, and her voice was colder than the snow in the dead of winter. "I'll take her."

From then on, she lived in the princess's palace.

The princess never scolded or hit her. She loved to hold her close and fuss over her, stroking her head, pinching her cheeks, rubbing her belly, as if she were a cat who liked being petted.

Her face would turn red under the princess's touch.

Though she was sure she was straight, a wildly improper thought slowly took root in her heart:

She wanted to be the princess's lover. Even if the princess married someone else one day and she could only be kept hidden away, she would still be willing.

She began to flirt, sometimes subtly and sometimes not, from the way she dressed to staying overnight in the princess's quarters.

She even summoned the courage to ask, "Do you want to squeeze my breasts?"

The princess never turned her down, and kissed her again and again.

During that time, she thought she was the luckiest person in the midst of a turbulent age.

Until the day the prince came to the capital. The princess stroked her face and said offhandedly,

"Pack your things and go live at the prince's residence."

The prince had seen her and liked her.

In the princess's eyes, the siblings shared the same tastes, and handing over an insignificant human plaything was no big deal.

Only then did she see the truth: those fox eyes that seemed so affectionate had always held nothing but cold indifference.

Tears fell, but the princess leaned down and kissed them away, soothing her like a child. "Be good. Do as you're told."

She entered the prince's residence in red, becoming one of the many women in his harem.

Between the sheets, she ground her teeth as she thought of the princess, resentment and unwillingness growing inside her.

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Later, she tore the princess's clothes open with her own hands. When she saw the body that had belonged to a man,

she only smiled and said, "Well, we're here now."

After having her fill, she left without looking back.

But the princess became addicted and often sent letters asking to meet in private. She wanted to become her secret lover.

But the prince treated her very well, never sparing her gold, silver, or jewelry.

Why risk an affair with the princess?

As she was pulled between the princess and the prince, she remembered her original wish:

She didn't want to be anyone's concubine or lover. She just wanted to start over somewhere no one knew her.

She made up her mind. Once she had saved enough money, she would leave.

Then one night, the prince suddenly asked if she wanted to be his principal wife.

At that moment, she could only think that the prince had gone mad.

With no other choice, she hurriedly packed up and ran away.

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First draft of the synopsis. Names are not decided yet.

The focus is on a man disguised as a woman, a tangled relationship between brothers, and melodramatic, mutually destructive romance.

Though the second male lead has many concubines, he is still a virgin.

A melodramatic fetish story. Includes childbirth later on. Don't read if that's a dealbreaker.

Theme: Explore and enjoy the world with optimism and courage.