I’m Upset, Your Majesty, It’s All an Act

All of Yan Ji's brothers died fighting for power, their struggles driven by the efforts of Gu Nongchao, a prince of a different surname. In the end, Yan Ji was the only prince left, and he was pushed onto the throne. He looked terrified, but because he had known the plot in advance, he understood that he'd been chosen because he was stupid and easy to control. Gu Nongchao was violent and unpredictable, with power beyond measure. If he wanted to kill the young emperor, all it would take was a glance, and the ministers would sharpen their blades and hand them over. The ministers eyed his slender, graceful neck. "This blade can cut through iron..." To stay alive, Yan Ji never meddled in state affairs. He called Gu Nongchao "Uncle" with trusting eyes. When Gu Nongchao reviewed memorials, Yan Ji ground the ink beside him. When Gu Nongchao held court, Yan Ji worried he might tire himself out and personally invited him to sit on the throne. Gu Nongchao... Gu Nongchao gripped the young emperor's delicate neck and said coldly, "Just be a good emperor. Don't try any tricks." With tears in his eyes, Yan Ji clung to the regent like a creeping vine, his heart aching with sorrow. "How could I? I love you deeply, Your Highness." - Later, when Gu Nongchao was attacked, the pampered young emperor stepped in front of the blade. He collapsed at Gu Nongchao's feet, barely alive, his slender fingers clutching the hem of his fine robe. With his last breath, he said, "The Great Chong Dynasty can't do without you. Neither can I." That day, blood flowed like a river before the Golden Hall. The regent, nearly driven mad, summoned a hundred imperial physicians and swore they would save the puppet emperor. When Yan Ji awoke, he found that the regent, who stood above all others, wanted to give him everything: imperial authority, military command, and even that ambitious, wolfish heart of his. The ministers, who had been preparing to hand the regent a blade, said, "This blade can cut through iron. I wonder if we might be fortunate enough to use it to peel fruit for His Majesty." Scheming, feigning foolishness, emperor uke x violent, shrewd regent seme Reader's Guide: 1. The seme raises the uke. 2. The uke suffers, but only pretends to. 3. The author's heart is fragile. If you insult me, then... go ahead and insult me! (I'm super fierce!) Coming next: Add to your collection from my author page, thank you! I'm the Beloved Little Martial Uncle of the Demon Sect Fu Ling had a special constitution, and his family became the number one immortal clan by consuming his flesh and blood. After Fu Ling found an opportunity to escape, the entire cultivation world hunted him down. When he was reduced to fighting stray dogs for food on the street, the Demon Venerable, reputed to be the strongest under heaven, suddenly appeared from above and offered to take him in and protect him. Though he didn't believe him, Fu Ling gritted his teeth and joined the dreaded demon sect in order to gain temporary safety. From then on, he had not only a master unrivaled beneath the heavens, but also a group of strange senior brothers and sisters. Fu Ling was sure they had ulterior motives for approaching him. But then... His senior sister, who could destroy an entire city with one move, patiently taught him swordsmanship. His senior brother, the aloof prodigy ranked first on the list of geniuses, let him sleep on his beast form. His master, an arrogant and peerless demon, spent a good chunk of his private treasury forging a life-bound artifact for him. His sickly, sinister nephew, who ruled the dragon clan, gave him his most precious reverse scale. Fu Ling didn't understand. ...They must want me to let my guard down! The trap is coming later. I can't let them soften me up! But in truth, they were all sincere. In his previous life, Fu Ling had died after sacrificing his flesh and blood to save them, only to be devoured by evil spirits. Now that they had been reborn, they would never let history repeat itself. They would protect their little junior brother and shower him with the highest level of affection! Now their little junior brother had been saved, everything was perfect, and they were satisfied. There was just one thing. That person over there, the Immortal Venerable rumored to think the world beneath him. Yes, you. Could you please... stay away from our little junior brother!!! Immortal Venerable: Love is free, Master. (Calmly) Demon Venerable: Who the hell are you calling Master?! Die! (Furious) Senior brothers and sisters: (Starting to look for weapons to beat him up) Fu Ling: ??? (With a melon the Immortal Venerable had just stuffed into his hands) Theme: Cooperation and mutual benefit are essential principles for shared development. Don't wait until you've lost a sincere relationship to regret it.