Fear Not, Emperor, Your Dragon Baby Is Here!

[Cute pets and melodramatic sweetness!]

The little dragon had been alive for three hundred years without ever getting a meal.

It was so hungry it started gnawing on the tip of its own tail. Just as it was about to become an ouroboros...

It was summoned to the mortal realm.

At the altar, the officiant wept with joy. “The dragon is here! The dragon is here! Great Sheng is saved!”

As countless disaster victims knelt and prayed, golden light pierced the clouds and shone straight down on the altar.

As the light faded, a little white dragon was curled up before them.

...It was only as long as a human arm.

Like a soft, chewy rice cake.

Surrounded by delicious offerings, the little dragon swallowed, lifted its little white head, and asked with bright, clear eyes, “Could I... have a little to eat? Just two or three buns?”

Everyone fell silent.

Where was the wicked dragon they'd been promised, huge as a mountain range, more terrifying than the disasters, savage enough to eat people's hearts and lungs, and capable of draining the nation's fortune? The one they were summoning to fight poison with poison!?

Great Sheng had suffered ten years of drought. A thousand miles of land lay scorched, and three emperors had come and gone in a short time.

At last, it was the turn of the current emperor, the sixth prince Ye, born to a princess of the barbarian tribes. He had a high nose, deep-set eyes, long arms, and a trim waist. Standing there, he looked like a pillar holding up the sky.

At first, everyone thought he was just a puppet and looked down on him.

A year later, Zhaoming Hall had become his domain, where his word was law.

The emperor insisted on reopening the ancient forbidden array to summon a divine dragon. Even when several senior officials fainted after smashing their heads against the palace steps, no one could stop him.

Everyone feared him. They said he'd once been a servant to others, his heart filled with hatred.

They also said that, with barbarian blood in his veins, he was cruel and bloodthirsty, savage and untamable.

And they said that he never listened to advice and stubbornly did as he pleased, until Heaven's wrath would surely fall upon him.

But the emperor got his little dragon.

The little dragon was nothing like a divine beast, just a soft, squishy white rice cake. Even when he transformed into a boy, he had a sweet, gentle smile and almond-shaped eyes that seemed to be brimming with laughter.

One day, the divine dragon refused to wake for the morning court. It transformed into a dragon and wrapped itself around the emperor, refusing to let go.

The palace attendants were trembling with fear. They didn't know how to dress the emperor, and they worried that this Lord of the Underworld would blame them for being useless and replace them with a wave of his hand...

The attendants pressed their foreheads to the floor, sweating bullets. All they heard was the emperor's footsteps as he left.

...Was he really going to court with a dragon wrapped around him?

The assembled officials were speechless.

Could this be the legendary... thousand-pound dragon robe?

Three hundred years ago, the wicked dragon descended upon the world, cold and heartless, brutal and merciless.

In the end, people joined forces to kill it.

Three hundred years later, the little dragon arrived, its sweet smile bringing new life.

The people knelt to welcome it.

But as the little dragon grew day by day, his expression, bearing, and the shape of his horns gradually came to resemble the wicked dragon of legend...

Even his memories were slowly returning.

Emperor, for the sake of your kingdom, what will you choose?

A quick guide for readers!

- This is a heartwarming, adorable story about the lively and cheerful little dragon Bai Sui and his enormous mixed-blood emperor.

- It's not just a two-person show. There will be court politics, factional struggles, harem drama (not the current emperor's), and villains getting punished... But overall, it's still the adorable little dragon's story!

- They heal each other and spend the rest of their lives together.

Coming soon!

I Broke Up with My Scum Ex After Developing a Mental Illness

[Chasing His Wife to the Crematorium]

Zhong Siyu is known in the industry as a lovesick fool.

He poured everything into making Ji Huai a star, but got nothing in return. He went from manager to assistant, and eventually became Ji Huai's despised little kept lover, like a parasitic vine.

What can he say? He loved him too much.

The Best Actor Ji Huai has no respect for him. Right in front of him, he'll introduce him to others by saying, “Siyu is a useless little thing.”

Zhong Siyu will just nod meekly and say, “Hello, everyone. I'm a useless little thing.”

Even the astonished, contemptuous looks of others can't shake Zhong Siyu, because deep down, he knows Ji Huai loves him.

Then one day, Zhong Siyu wakes up and sees a progress bar above Ji Huai's head.

It reads: Affection 30%. Not quite friends.

Zhong Siyu is shocked.

Ji Huai doesn't love him after all!!!

Zhong Siyu packs his things and breaks up with Ji Huai.

The Best Actor Ji Huai loses all composure and frantically chases after him everywhere.

To enjoy a few peaceful days, Zhong Siyu accepts a contract offer from the company and becomes an actor. Officially, he's still Ji Huai's junior colleague.

The affection meter is incredibly useful. Zhong Siyu leaves the house and discovers it isn't raining outside.

His agent likes him, the director likes him, the project lead likes him, and even the cleaning lady likes him far more than Ji Huai's pitiful 30%.

No one calls him useless anymore. No one hits him in bed or complains that his cooking tastes bad and his many allergies are a hassle.

Instead, a crowd of fans swarms him, calling him cute, dedicated, and a genius.

Ever since I went crazy, I've been feeling a lot better!

Zhong Siyu thinks with satisfaction.

He ignores Ji Huai, who has forced his way into the production and is glaring at him as if he wants to tear him limb from limb.

“It's just a hallucination. Or perhaps a concrete expression of how you feel psychologically,” the doctor says.

“No, it's real,” Zhong Siyu insists.

The doctor sighs. “People can't read one another's minds. Even if it's really an ‘affection score,’ it's something you've subconsciously inferred from the other person's words and actions. Have you been taking your medication on time?”

“I have...”

After his regular appointment, Zhong Siyu goes to the rooftop to eat lunch.

He doesn't expect to find Ji Huai waiting there.

Above his head is an affection bar reading 43%.

In just two months, Ji Huai has become a shadow of the confident Best Actor he once was. His eyes are bloodshot.

“Oh God, what will it take for you to believe I really love you, instead of listening to some stupid progress bar!? How about you stab me? Would that make you feel better, darling...”

Ji Huai alternates between angrily blaming him and humbly begging, nearly dropping to his knees. Zhong Siyu thinks Ji Huai looks more mentally ill than he does.

Zhong Siyu crouches down and strokes Ji Huai's face as he kneels on the ground. His stubble is a little prickly.

“Even if I believe you love me, I don't love you anymore.”

Zhong Siyu says with pity.

“You should try taking some medicine, too.”

#The gentlest tone, the cruelest rejection

#Partly set in the entertainment industry, with the world enjoying the drama

#One-on-one, happy ending, both have flaws and heal each other!

#A long chase to win him back, but no changing the gong, yay!!!

#Please support my upcoming story!!!

Also coming soon: After Turning into an Omega, My Ex-Boyfriend Begged Me Not to Die. A melodramatic story about chasing his wife, please add it to your reading list!

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