Yan Qi was an unloved prince, banished to the cold palace. After painstakingly plotting his every move, he finally rose through bloodshed and intrigue to become The Outcast, second only to the emperor and above all others.
But he had barely held the position for a few days when he transmigrated.
Since he'd transmigrated, he might as well live like a pampered layabout. His last life had been too hard. This time, he wanted to live in a jar of honey.
But others wouldn't let him take it easy.
If they wouldn't let him take it easy, then he'd slaughter his way through the world and take them all out!
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Please follow my upcoming modern danmei story: So I'm an Alien (Not Set in Modern Times)
Li Yue, from 2,000 years in the future, returns to the present only to discover that he's an alien. OH MY GOD, how could this misconception have happened? It turns out that Earth's science is so primitive that people mistake future humans for aliens. And because future humans have traveled back to the past several times, people on Earth believe they were aliens.
This is all wrong. If science keeps going this way, scientists are wasting their time.
Hey, hey, go study something else. Stop researching how many stars there are in the galaxy.
The National Master is usually a Buddhist or Taoist religious master. It is just a title but has no real power. Every time I see that kind of magic stick national master, it's quite subtle.
It's tied, do you still want to update? It's been a month since there has been an update.
The protagonist has been an indigenous prince for two lifetimes, so why does he love money so much? Do you want to do business yourself? Wasn't it true that in ancient times, agriculture was valued over commerce?
Why are there empty shops?
Can a name stop a child from crying at night? It's as if someone dared to call the prince by his first name.
The protagonist in the first chapter is just an inconspicuous prince setting. How come he can encounter everything when he goes to court for the first time? Will the court revolve around him? What about showing admiring eyes and being seen by others? What about nodding approvingly? I just want to say, mom sells batches. Is this writing still salvageable?
I want to know why the number went from 66 to only seven. Is this true?
Is the Dharma and the real person being treated?
Damn, please update more, I'm so tired from chasing~>_<~
Come on, spread the flowers, and take care of yourself
The National Master is usually a Buddhist or Taoist religious master. It is just a title but has no real power. Every time I see that kind of magic stick national master, it's quite subtle.
It's tied, do you still want to update? It's been a month since there has been an update.
The protagonist has been an indigenous prince for two lifetimes, so why does he love money so much? Do you want to do business yourself? Wasn't it true that in ancient times, agriculture was valued over commerce?
Why are there empty shops?
Can a name stop a child from crying at night? It's as if someone dared to call the prince by his first name.
The protagonist in the first chapter is just an inconspicuous prince setting. How come he can encounter everything when he goes to court for the first time? Will the court revolve around him? What about showing admiring eyes and being seen by others? What about nodding approvingly? I just want to say, mom sells batches. Is this writing still salvageable?
I want to know why the number went from 66 to only seven. Is this true?
Is the Dharma and the real person being treated?
Damn, please update more, I'm so tired from chasing~>_<~
Come on, spread the flowers, and take care of yourself