The Court Dotes on Me

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[Cover character design by Feng Shijiu. Please follow my upcoming story next door, Reborn, I Became Someone Neither the Emperor nor His Son Could Have. Blurb at the very bottom.]

Huai Yu was the youngest prince of the Featherfolk, but he nearly died in a great fire.

When he awoke from his coma, he had somehow become the Featherfolk's new ruler-in-waiting and had been forcibly bound to an "Affection Collection" System.

The System told him that if he wanted to become a ruler beloved by all, he had to win everyone's affection, make them think only of him, and inspire them to willingly brave fire and water for his sake!

So, in order to collect affection points, Huai Yu diligently completed the System's missions and treasured every hard-won bit of affection.

Kissing his tsundere regent uncle.

(Accidentally) catching his personal shadow guard bathing in private.

Acting cute and clingy with the gentle priest, begging for a hug, then taking a nap in his arms.

Summoning a foreign general to the palace late at night for a candlelit chat.

Just as his affection points kept piling up, events started careening out of control.

His uncle, usually unpredictable and ruthless, held him prisoner in his arms like a kitten that had lost its home, his voice trembling as he said, "You're the precious child I raised. How could you fall for someone else?"

His subordinate, normally so respectful that even meeting his eyes for a moment felt like a grave offense, rebelled and clasped both his hands, love burning in his gaze. "Your Majesty, I'll overstep just this once... Just this once. I'll give you my life."

The gentle priest abandoned the snowbound fate of a life spent in solitude for him, plunging into the mortal world forever. Before the endless stairway of tribulation, he smiled at Huai Yu. "Little Yu was always the one begging me. Now I'm begging you... It's too cold here. Don't leave me behind."

The grim, taciturn foreign general swept him into his arms. An arrow sank deep into his flesh and bone, yet he didn't even furrow his brow. "Today, if he lives, I live. If he dies, I die. Let's see who dares lay a hand on him!"

System: "Ding! Affection points are full. Congratulations, Host, you've completed the mission!"

"..."

Huai Yu looked at the scene of jealous rivals before him and wanted to cry.

What is this...? QAQ

An innocent, well-behaved angelic bottom x powerful tops in a variety of flavors

Reader's Guide

1. Bottom-centric, an unconventional everyone-loves-him found-family story. The pacing is slow. There's only one couple, with no secondary pairings.

2. The top is split into multiple versions, but it's one-on-one. [No investing in ships.] The top's affection for the bottom is raised to the nth power. Enjoy every flavor of their romance all at once.

3. I just want to tell a gentle, romantic story. The characters aren't perfect. You can criticize the author, but please don't criticize my sons.

4. Copyright: Cover licensed by Bawang Miao, art by Re Lianqi

Please follow my upcoming story, Reborn, I Became Someone Neither the Emperor nor His Son Could Have!

In his previous life, Ji Yan was feared by his father, the King of Yan, who doted on his concubine and neglected his wife. The crown prince of Yan was humiliatingly married off to the hostile state of Chu, where he became the new queen consort.

To survive, Ji Yan struck a deal with the King of Chu. He would do his utmost to assist the king, and in return, the king would help him take revenge.

When the King of Yan fell gravely ill, his sons fought for the throne.

Ji Yan led an army home and reclaimed everything. But once he'd served his purpose, the King of Chu broke his promise. Betrayed and outmaneuvered, Ji Yan perished in a sea of flames.

-

When that absurd dream ended, he was reborn on the very night he had first married into Chu.

That night, wedding candles blazed, and all was auspicious.

The valiant, decisive Crown Prince of Chu, famed for his skill in battle, was still only a lowborn, unloved child abandoned in the cold palace. Seeking shelter from a snowstorm, he had wandered into Ji Yan's wedding chamber.

Knowing that this child would one day become the perfect weapon in the King of Chu's hands, Ji Yan's heart stirred. When he looked up again, a faint smile had already colored his eyes.

"Good boy," he said, reaching out to young Rong Heng with affectionate warmth. "Come here. Quickly, come to your father."

-

Everyone said Ji Yan was flawless as white jade, a gentleman of perfect bearing. No one knew how calculating and vengeful he was.

His father had humiliated him deeply, so he killed him with his own hands.

The King of Chu had caused his gruesome death, so Ji Yan would make him love in vain, then die at the hands of his own son.

And so Ji Yan's dazzling beauty, his perfectly timed blushes, the pastries he brought late at night, and his carefully measured attentiveness began appearing in the King of Chu's thoughts again and again.

Even when a brown bear went berserk during a hunt, Ji Yan risked his life to protect the king.

The palace servants spread rumors that the queen loved the king deeply.

But after nightfall, Ji Yan, who had played the devoted lover all day, appeared in his stepson's tent.

"Ow... What's the point of biting me?" Ji Yan winced and pushed him away. "So fierce, my prince."

Rong Heng stared down at the wound the bear's claws had raked across his neck, his eyes bloodshot. "Father's acting grows more convincing by the day. Now you're even willing to risk your life. Are you trying to force me to commit patricide?"

"Then I'll come and kill you now."

Theme: Everyone is equal. People should not be judged by their race.