The Two Young Masters Insist on an Arranged Marriage

The S-rank guilds Tower and Ghost Eye are famous archenemies, locked in a years-long struggle over the crystal ore market in the Alliance dungeons. Lance, the young master of the Tower Guild, is a black lotus: cunning and ruthless, but outwardly wheezing and coughing, seemingly harmless to man and beast. Zhan Pingchuan, the eldest young master of the Ghost Eye Guild, is a wolf in sheep's clothing: perceptive and inscrutable, but outwardly lazy, listless, and carefree. The two conceal their identities to enroll at Star University and end up assigned to the same dorm. They discover their pheromones are a 100% match, and kiss on the very first day. Lance's father: During the break, go undercover next door. Know your enemy and know yourself, and you'll never lose a battle. Zhan's father: Conceal your identity and go to the other side first. Find out what they're really like. After a night in the dorm that leaves them both wanting more, Zhan Pingchuan strokes Lance's smooth back and messages the HR manager: “My wife, Lance, comes from a poor family and is delicate and frail. Look after him, and don't let him suffer.” The next morning, Lance tucks Zhan Pingchuan's blanket around him, walks out to the balcony, and calls his sister: “My boyfriend, Zhan Pingchuan, is highly capable but doesn't sweat the small stuff. Give him top pay so he won't be broke when he dates me.” Before long, the two guilds are set to sit down at the negotiating table. Word has it the heirs of both sides will attend. Hundreds of media outlets wait eagerly. The day finally arrives. The two heirs meet at the negotiating table, silent as they face each other, tension mounting and conflict on the verge of erupting. After a long moment, Lance moves. His expression cool, he is about to sit down when Zhan Pingchuan suddenly says in a low voice, “Don't move!” Zhan's father: My son has such a commanding presence! Zhan Pingchuan furrows his brow and strides over. He undoes the buttons on his suit with one hand, shrugs off the custom-made jacket worth over a hundred thousand, and lays it over Lance's chair. Zhan Pingchuan: “You were really going to sit down without checking how hard that chair is?” Lance: “…” The two fathers: ? #Two masterminds with eight hundred schemes each, passionately acting opposite each other# [Black Lotus Bottom x Wolf-in-Sheep's-Clothing Top] The companion novel, A Sickly Beauty Gives Up Struggling, is complete. Coming soon: Whoever I Choose Will Be the Emperor Wen Zhuo, a low-born Academician Reader at the Hanlin Academy, has endured years of bullying, twisting his personality and leaving him with a taste for men. Just then, the old emperor falls gravely ill, and the seven princes begin their fight for the throne. The Sixth Prince suddenly declares that there is nothing shameful about being attracted to men, and that once he ascends the throne, he will allow open discussion to set the record straight. Wen Zhuo believes him. He stirs up trouble at court and harms the princes, earning himself a reputation for infamy. But after the Sixth Prince becomes emperor, he brands Wen Zhuo the Zhao Gao of his age and has him shot full of arrows, his blood staining the streets, as a warning to others. In his final moments, the Sixth Prince sneers, “For a man to willingly take the submissive role is truly disgusting.” When Wen Zhuo opens his eyes again, he has been reborn in the days when his power was at its peak. The Sixth Prince has arrived early and is drinking tea outside, waiting for his guidance. Wen Zhuo lowers his eyes to Xie Zheng, a hostage prince returned to the court, kneeling before him in silent restraint. In his previous life, he seems to have been humiliating him on the Sixth Prince's behalf. Wen Zhuo lifts Xie Zheng's chin with a finger. His long hair falls loose, and his affectionate eyes sparkle with a smile. “Do you want to be emperor?” Xie Zheng wipes the blood from his nose. “Huh?” Wen Zhuo: “…” Xie Zheng, a university student who had just registered on a dating site for gay men, transmigrates into the past and becomes a prince who, according to history, suffered endless humiliation and met a gruesome end. Sure enough, the moment he arrives, he's being humiliated… Xie Zheng looks at the treacherous minister before him, as beautiful as an immortal. A glimpse of his undergarments shows through, and the alluring expression in his eyes could drown any top. This is humiliation? Xie Zheng waves a hand. “We can talk about the emperor thing later. Right now, you need to humiliate me as thoroughly as possible. Immediately.” Wen Zhuo: “?” Later, it takes just one encounter with Xie Zheng for Wen Zhuo to go from wanton and uninhibited to clutching his undergarments at every moment. Xie Zheng lazily holds him in his arms, unties his hair ribbon, and kisses him again and again. “I think my teacher is still far too conventional. There's nothing shameful about wearing sexy lingerie, and marrying me is nothing to be ashamed of either.” Wen Zhuo, mortified and furious, clamps a hand over Xie Zheng's mouth. Beneath his bell-adorned toes lies the late emperor's decree ordering his execution. Extra scene: Wen Zhuo reclines in a grand chair, sipping tea and resting with his eyes closed. An underling reports, “Prime Minister Wen, the emperor has come through the tunnel to see you again!” Wen Zhuo, ruthless and vengeful, grabs a sweet pastry and turns to run. Underling: heartbroken.jpg [A seemingly uninhibited and modern-minded, but actually pure-hearted treacherous minister and teacher x A seemingly upright and reserved, but actually kink-driven transmigrated prince] Theme: Everyone has their own talents to put to use