The Little Emperor Is Sick

[Please check out my upcoming story, "The Scum Villain's Master Must Reform." Scroll down for the blurb!]

Everyone in the palace knew the young emperor had something wrong with his head. He was clearly a puppet ruler, but when he went mad, no one dared provoke him.

The year Meng Zhi came of age, a small wedding sedan carried her silently through a side gate.

She boldly lied to the young emperor: "You have to be good to me. I'm your wife, and when we die, we'll be buried together."

Later, during their escape, Meng Zhi was driven off a cliff by cultivators. At that moment, Ying Po transformed into a demon and slaughtered his way through the crowd, all while protecting the sickly fairy-sect disciple Fan Yingxiu in his arms.

So she had only been a tool, brought in to take the punishment meant for the woman he loved.

Reborn, she returned to the day she was carried in the sedan. All she wanted was to leave the palace and go home, never to return.

After escaping several times and using a few tricks, she finally earned Ying Po's grudge.

Once Ying Po had destroyed the corrupt ministers and reclaimed the throne, he was worshipped by all demons and feared by the immortal sects. Someone presented him with Fan Yingxiu.

But he seized Fan Yingxiu by the head and sneered, "Where is the Meng Zhi you were supposed to bring me?"

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The Demon Lord Ying Po was born without a heart. As a demon, he was ruthless and vicious, a name that terrified the entire cultivation world.

No one knew that he'd done countless foolish things, all because of Meng Zhi.

Meng Zhi was unconscious and unresponsive.

An evil spirit tempted him: "Cut out a piece of your heart, catch your heart's blood, and feed it all to her. That's the only way she'll wake up."

Without batting an eye, Ying Po plunged a knife into his own chest.

But that year's Ying Po was only a miserable boy, driven by corrupt ministers to fight dogs for scraps.

Someone once asked him if there was anything he'd regretted in his life.

Of course there was.

That day, at the edge of the cliff, a white skirt fluttered away as the woman he loved disappeared into the distance.

The thing Ying Po regretted most in his life was not letting Meng Zhi know sooner that he loved her.

[Next story: "The Scum Villain's Master Must Reform"]

Blurb:

Zhao Hanshuan transmigrated into a xianxia novel, only to become the male lead's shameless scum of a master!

In front of outsiders, the original owner was an immaculate cultivation expert. In private, he was obsessed with handsome men and relentlessly bullied and humiliated the male lead.

In the end, the male lead, who never let a grudge go unanswered, destroyed his body and soul, leaving not even a scrap behind.

Zhao Hanshuan: What?! Now I'm supposed to follow the original plot, put my hands all over the male lead, and reform my image to earn his favor? System, you're so capable, why don't you go conquer the heavens yourself?

With no other choice, Zhao Hanshuan diligently kept at it for years.

Later...

The male lead stared at him with blood-red eyes, a ferocious smile curling his lips. "Master, who's caught your eye this time? Would you like your disciple to snatch him for you?"

Zhao Hanshuan: Young man! Don't think I didn't see that gleaming sword in your hand!

Theme: Fight against fate