Little Monster

Fei Rui found an egg.

A little monster hatched from it.

The little monster looked at Fei Rui. "My king! Hiss!"

Fei Rui: (⊙o⊙) What?

The little monster: "Hiss!"

It wasn't until the little monster grew up and held him in its arms that Fei Rui learned it really was a king.

But this king's duties seemed a little unusual.

Such as taking on the important task of continuing the species...

Forget it, I quit being king!

The grown-up Xi'aoduo pinned his fragile king beneath him.

I am your sword.

The shield in your hand.

The lowly servant prostrate at your feet.

My king, please love me

as I love you.

Reader's guide:

Post-apocalyptic wasteland, nonhuman gong. The gong can take human form. No children in the main story. One-on-one romance. Happy ending.

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New story coming soon: The Empress

Description:

Li Zongxian transmigrated into the body of a young princess confined to the cold palace.

She thought she would be locked away for the rest of her life, until her father opened the gates of the cold palace.

The dazzling sunlight made her eyes ache.

Li Zongxian's brothers had all died in the rebellion that challenged the throne.

Her father was the last victor and the last loser, because all his sons were dead.

The emperor's last heir, a woman, was raised to the throne years later.

A woman ruling in the morning, and all under heaven turned upside down.

The rebellion came as expected.

Because a woman was unfit to rule the world.

Ritual, law, morality, and the rules of the clan came crashing down on her, one by one, like a mountain.

Li Zongxian was forced before the ancestral tablets, surrounded by swords and spears, while the masses cursed her and ordered her to kneel.

Li Zongxian would not kneel. She never would.

Li Zongxian drew her bow atop the city tower and shot the rebel leader through the eye.

Li Zongxian was a woman, and so she would be the empress.

She would not kneel. She never would.

Theme: Even in adversity, stay strong and keep pushing forward.