A Historical BL Novel

1. The Imperial Map is a smutty little story dressed up as a political intrigue novel. The protagonist, a young nobleman, is stripped of his family by a tyrant and suffers both physically and emotionally. Yan Xingzhou was fooled by the title. He gritted his teeth and read 99 percent of the book, only to be so furious at its happy ending that he passed out. When he woke up again, he had transmigrated into the story, sharing a body with the protagonist before the tyrant had his way with him. For the protagonist's sake, and to protect his own chastity, Yan Xingzhou had no choice but to begin the arduous daily struggle to survive in the imperial palace. In the end, the protagonist got his revenge and ascended to supreme power. Yan Xingzhou was overjoyed. Who could have guessed that when he closed and opened his eyes, he would become a man whom everyone in the capital despised for being gay? Yan Xingzhou: ... 2. Ji Yuanqing had fallen from the clouds into the mud, surviving humbly in the palace and enduring one humiliation after another. He thought he would have to walk alone in the darkness forever, until a strange voice suddenly sounded in his ear. The voice was clear and pleasant, pure and transparent, as though it had never encountered anything filthy, an unmistakable contrast to his own corruption. Their views clashed, yet the person was always chattering in his ear. Ji Yuanqing had wanted to kill him countless times. But after he had avenged his family and ascended to supreme power, while the ministers bowed low and envoys from every nation came to pay their respects... That person alone was nowhere to be found. The new emperor ascended the throne and canceled court for three days. The candles in Qianqing Palace burned through the night. After that, red lanterns filled the capital of Great Yan, lighting the roads in every direction to guide one person home. · Much later, In the emperor's bedchamber, the candlelight was dim. Yan Xingzhou clutched the brocade quilt, his voice weak as he moaned, "I can't anymore. I really can't..." The man was slender, his raven-feather lashes trembling as they concealed the obsessive madness in his eyes. Yet his voice was low and helpless, pitifully forlorn: "Yan Yan, do you... think I'm filthy?" Yan Xingzhou, who was utterly unable to resist him like this: ... One day, he'll be the death of me. #He wanted to break his legs, clip his wings, lock him away in the palace, keep him at his side, and never let him go for even a moment# #But he couldn't# #For you, I willingly put on the shackles# P.S. Neither has been with anyone else. Theme: Growth