Competing with the Revered Demon Lord Everyday

[New story: I Won't Be the Pretty Boy Side Character Anymore, is now underway]

Rich third-generation heir Mu Yu'an accidentally transmigrated into a danmei novel as a cannon-fodder male supporting character. He decided to stay far away from the two haloed male leads. But just after dressing as a woman and sneaking out of his sect, he was abducted to the demon sect. He ended up as a maid, made to do the laundry and cook every day. Was he even capable of that sort of thing?

The Demon Lord was also an unpredictable lunatic who tried to kill him every few days. But in the process, Mu Yu'an uncovered the demon's earth-shattering secret!

Hah! So you have two faces!

Before long, he discovered that this demon was spying on him, testing him, and seducing him every single day!

At last, he couldn't take it anymore. He took off his dress and confessed, "I'm a man! Stop having a secret crush on me!"

So Ning Pingyuan, who had been worrying every day that Mu Yu'an would turn him straight, pinned him down with delight. "So it really was you! Oh, actually, I like men."

Ill-tempered, gentle, multiple-personality top X a bottom who mouths off to the world but gets timid in a second

[Reader's guide]

1. One-on-one, happy ending, nontraditional cultivation. I make the rules for the setting.

2. If you don't like it, just wave goodbye and leave without a trace.

3. The cover character design is from the BS Forum.

★ Coming soon: The Treacherous Minister as My Wife ★

Zhao Yelan was born a slave. Rescued by the Third Prince, he spent years and years helping him ascend the throne, becoming a treacherous minister reviled by all. But who could have guessed that the very man he helped would personally arrange his marriage to General Yan Mingting, a man cursed by fate?

The general was said to bring misfortune to his father, mother, wife, younger brother, and even his dog. Everyone hoped the general would curse Zhao Yelan to death as soon as possible.

On their wedding night, Zhao Yelan, stunning in red, pulled out a short knife and asked with a sharp look, "What are you going to do?"

Yan Mingting gripped his hand tightly and used Zhao Yelan's knife to carve a large character into the headboard: "Early."

"You're weak and frail. From now on, get up early every day and practice your stances with me!"

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The common folk thought this marriage was just wonderful!

They heard the great treacherous minister got beaten every day, climbed onto the roof to fix the tiles whenever they leaked, did all the chores in the kitchen and privy, and obediently served his husband. He'd never dare curse anyone again.

Ha! The general was truly mighty!

Zhao Yelan sat lazily on the edge of the bed, playing with his short knife, the corners of his eyes lifting. "Where did that rumor come from?"

"From my own dog's mouth." Yan Mingting, still holding his stance, patted his thigh. "My wife, have a seat. No need to get up early tomorrow."

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