The Sickly Villain Has Gone All Slacker

Yu Xuerong was the sickly beauty everyone in his sect despised. On the day he was to marry his fiancé, a prophetic dream finally revealed that his fiancé had someone he loved. And Yu Xuerong was nothing but the villain in their grand love story. According to the plot, his fiancé would abandon him at the wedding banquet for the sake of his beloved, making him a laughingstock throughout the sect. Consumed by resentment, Yu Xuerong would start competing with his rival at every turn, earning even more contempt from his master and senior brothers. In the end, his spiritual roots would be destroyed and he would be cast out of the sect. As his chronic cold ailment consumed him, he would become a demon, only to die miserably by the sword of his former fiancé. Yu Xuerong: “...” He didn’t want to fight or die. He just wanted to lie flat, quietly recover, and live like a salted fish. But after he broke off the engagement, obtained a token from the neighboring Fu Wei Peak in an accident, and moved there to lie flat and recuperate, the very people who were supposed to despise him chased after him in a daze, desperate for him to return to their side. Yu Xuerong merely smiled. He was reunited with his long-lost father and childhood friend, and unexpectedly took in a remarkably gifted disciple who could ease his cold ailment. His life was going smoothly, so why would he go back? * Only later did Yu Xuerong learn: His father was a Sacred Lord, and his childhood friend had become the Demon Emperor. And the disciple he treated like a little hand warmer, hugging and nuzzling him all day, whose gaze grew darker by the day… Was none other than Fu Guchen, the Sword Venerable of Cold Abyss, who had fallen a hundred years ago at Fu Wei Peak: the fearsome and revered killer who had once shaken the entire cultivation world. When Yu Xuerong finally cured his cold ailment, he breathed a sigh of relief, no longer worried that his disciple would turn on his master because of it. But that very night, Fu Guchen’s long fingers tightened at his waist. His usually cool, distant voice carried a husky edge. “Now that your illness is cured, Master, do you intend to cast me aside?” Yu Xuerong: “...?!” [A beautiful, laid-back shou, adored by many; the official couple is Fu Guchen (Han Yuan) x Yu Xuerong] The next novel I’m planning to write ↓↓↓ Can a Fake Heir Still Become Someone’s White Moonlight? Ruan Yuning died young after a long illness. When he opened his eyes, he had landed in ancient times as a spoiled young heir who had fallen into the water. The good news: Although he had enemies all over the capital, he was the empress dowager’s grandnephew and deeply cherished. The bad news: He was an impostor. After offending the crown prince’s faction, his true identity would be exposed in a scheme, and he would meet a tragic end. At that moment, Ruan Yuning looked at the future top scorer, a close aide to the crown prince, who had been bound and brought before him by his subordinates. Then he thought of the crown prince himself, already at the door. Ruan Yuning: “...I’m tired. Maybe I should just jump back into the water :)” He had just stepped forward when someone hauled him back. The newcomer wasn’t the crown prince, but the second prince, Ying Changyan, reputed to be ruthless, cold-blooded, and merciless. Wait, why did this man look exactly like his childhood friend? - The first time Ying Changyan met Ruan Yuning, he saw him dragging around his sickly body and ready to die for someone else. Later, Ruan Yuning did become a little more obedient. Under Ying Changyan’s attentive care, he finally put on a little weight in his cheeks. They felt quite nice. But Ruan Yuning had also picked up a new hobby: casually taking in stray cats and dogs. A fallen young general? Take him in. A disheartened young noble? Take him in. A smiling but dangerous official… Tsk, that one is off limits. Ying Changyan thought coldly that Ruan Yuning wasn’t obedient at all. Even when he looked at Ying Changyan, it seemed as though he was seeing someone else. Perhaps he should build a golden cage and lock him away. - Ruan Yuning noticed that Ying Changyan’s gaze was growing darker and darker. One night, Ying Changyan grabbed him by the nape and asked, his gaze inscrutable, “Ruan Yuning, who are you really thinking of when you look at me?” “...?” Ruan Yuning raised his face and rubbed his cheek against Ying Changyan’s chin. Why don’t you think about it a little harder? I’ve lost my memory, my dear childhood friend. Ying Changyan looked at the person curled obediently in his arms and pressed down the corners of his mouth. He leaned close, his breath warm against Ruan Yuning’s lips, and murmured, “I can’t remember, Ningning… You’ll have to help me.” - Rumors in the capital had it that the young heir was beautiful but terribly spoiled. Now that he had offended that prince, his good days were surely over. Plenty of people waited to see him make a fool of himself. But as they waited, Ruan Yuning’s life only got better and better. He made peace with his enemies, and those he had helped became utterly devoted to him. Even the usually ruthless second prince indulged him. Later, the palace was swept by upheaval. The crown prince was deposed, the imperial preceptor executed, and the former emperor abdicated. Time and again, Ying Changyan took Ruan Yuning by the hand, and together they climbed to the very top. Just as they had in childhood, he told him there was nothing to fear. - [Childhood friends | Older love interest | Height difference] [A beautiful young heir, a little spoiled but softhearted, as the shou x a dark, paternal childhood friend who is only kind to him as the gong] Theme: People will always be drawn to kindness and gentleness