Xiao Yue, Crown Prince of the Qi Dynasty, had been in love with the chancellor, who was also his tutor, for a long time.
His chancellor was as beautiful as an immortal descended from heaven.
His chancellor had been hailed as a child prodigy from a young age.
His chancellor became chancellor at the age of twenty.
His chancellor would step in whenever people bullied him as a child.
His chancellor would teach him how to become an emperor and rule a dynasty.
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“Teacher, you’re really beautiful,” he said to his chancellor as a boy.
“Silly child, ‘beautiful’ isn’t a word you use to describe a man.” The young chancellor smiled and ruffled his hair.
“Teacher, my elder brothers don’t like me. They want to take my position as crown prince.” The boy looked aggrieved.
“Here’s a lesson for you: you have to protect what’s yours. You can’t let other people take it away.”
More than ten years later,
“Zhizhi, you’re really beautiful.” Now dressed in imperial robes, he caressed the face of the person beneath him.
“...You bastard! Is this what I taught you? Is this how you treat your teacher?” The man, beautiful as a celestial, blushed and scolded him in a fit of embarrassment and anger.
“But, Zhizhi, you taught me back then to protect what’s mine.” He tilted his head innocently.
“When did I become yours?”
“From the moment I first saw you.”
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Crown Prince tops, chancellor bottoms.
Zhizhi absolutely loves this pairing!
Oh, please don’t associate the author’s name with the chancellor. After all, I’m a top. (Serious face)
The Star Stealing Pit has only been open for a few days, you know?