After the Elven King Was Matched with the Empire's Marshal

Elf King An Qiao fell into a coma and woke up in the interstellar era as a human. More precisely, he had taken over a human's identity. His body was still the same wreck it had been before he fell into a coma from severe injuries: pale, frail, and prone to coughing up blood. The human An Qiao had the purest healing-elf bloodline in the history of the empire, with even a faint chance of reverting to a full elf. But someone had ambushed and gravely injured him, causing his bloodline awakening to fail and leaving him powerless. The "powerless" An Qiao lay listlessly in bed for half a month, completely unaware that the Central Brain had sent him a message informing him that he had been matched with someone: Crown Prince Chu Heng. ** Chu Heng was the empire's strongest black dragon beastman, arrogant and rebellious. He cared about nothing except treasure and combat. "A wife? Only a crazy dragon would spend money to keep a wife!" he said haughtily and dismissively. When he learned he'd been matched with someone, and that person was a frail, pampered elf-blooded human, Chu Heng was in the middle of leading a raid on space pirates. "?!" He immediately returned to the Imperial Capital Star, intending to make it clear that he would never honor the matching engagement and that An Qiao should agree to end the match. He pushed open the sickroom door and didn't even look at him. "Tell me, what will it take for you to agree..." Before he could finish, the person leaning against the headboard, cold-faced but visibly exhausted, coughed up blood. A sickly flush spread across his pale cheeks. Chu Heng: "..." Never mind, he could bring it up later. He was genuinely afraid that this little invalid would keel over if he upset him. ** When the Central Brain's matching list was released, the entire empire erupted. An Qiao, whose awakening had failed, had been matched with the empire's strongest crown prince, Chu Heng?! Had the Central Brain gone haywire?! But what left everyone even more stunned was that the crown prince seemed like a different person. He'd always been impatient with people, yet even the slightest frown from An Qiao was enough to make him worry. An Qiao had become the empire's most envied and resented little flower, a pretty face with nothing else to recommend him, yet with the crown prince backing him and never letting him suffer the slightest grievance. Everyone thought they were completely mismatched. The crown prince's mental instability was getting worse by the day. He needed an elf-blooded crown princess with advanced healing abilities, not a pretty little calamity like An Qiao. They all waited for Chu Heng to grow sick of An Qiao. Then, during a war, a video of An Qiao on the battlefield was released. The silver-haired elf casually waved a hand, instantly healing a large group of wounded soldiers. In battle, he was decisive and ruthless, so powerful and terrifying that every beastman backed away in fear. He glanced back almost absentmindedly, his gaze cold and haughty. His pale cheek, marked with a few streaks of blood, was breathtakingly beautiful. Reader's note: A sweet romance, devoted to one another in body and heart. A fluffy romance focused on feelings. Readers who care too much about plot logic should proceed with caution. New serial The Delicate Bystander, But an Abyssal Evil Dragon: Shen Yuan fell into the abyss before he had even hatched from his dragon egg. By the time he returned, the world had changed beyond recognition. Monsters from the abyss poured out of countless pitch-black rifts. Recently, they had become even more brazen, declaring that their king, the Abyssal Evil Dragon, had awakened and could destroy the continent at any moment. Meanwhile, a silver-haired, purple-eyed boy was sitting with his head down in the free cafeteria at Dragon-Hunting Academy, contentedly eating wontons from a bowl bigger than his face. "...?" That wasn't me. I didn't do it. Don't make things up. Even inside his egg, Shen Yuan often heard the Grand Elder berating him: "You're the weakest dragon I've ever raised!" "If you keep breathing fire everywhere, I'll let the dragon hunters capture and eat you!" Shen Yuan had grown up believing he was weak, and that the continent's dragon hunters were strong and ate dragons. By now, both dragons and dragon hunters had disappeared. But he had just returned and didn't know what was going on. Since he was also mistaken for a neglected young master of the Shen family who had just been brought home, he went along with the misunderstanding and disguised himself as a delicate, beautiful, ordinary new student at Dragon-Hunting Academy. Humans and monsters alike believed that when an evil dragon went quiet, it was surely up to something. But the dragon was genuinely innocent. Shen Yuan was quite happy with his new life. He spent every day eating, drinking, having fun, and obsessively reading stories about domineering protagonists. He was lazy and harmless. As for the abyss? What was that? What kind of miserable life had he lived in the abyss? No good food or fun, and the monsters were all so ugly they looked like crooked melons and cracked dates. He couldn't even find a decent-looking pet, despite wanting one in accordance with the Evil Dragon's Code! He was supposed to be an utterly ordinary bystander. But at the Alliance's freshman tournament, before a huge crowd, the Alliance's Central Brain publicly announced that his mental energy was a perfect match for the monster administration's chief judge, who was sitting among the judges. It congratulated the two of them on their happy union. Shen Yuan: "???" The human pet he had his eye on was his without him even having to steal him? ** Qin Shen was the youngest, strongest, and coldest chief judge of the Monster Administration since the spiritual qi revival, humanity's strongest superhuman, and the only dragon hunter alive. This top-tier controller, who could make people kneel with a single look and controlled everything, treated himself like a machine. He was so restrained he seemed ascetic, and so self-controlled it was practically abnormal. A friend teased him: "I really want to know what you're like when you lose control." "Lose control? A controller never loses control." Qin Shen gracefully and unhurriedly removed the black leather gloves from his hands, his expression indifferent as a god, his eyes utterly clear. Everyone was astonished that Qin Shen had accepted his match and treasured him so deeply. It turned out that the machine-like, cold, perfect chief judge could fall in love after all, and with someone he had once despised: a pretty face with nothing else going for him, an utterly ordinary vase. Later, Shen Yuan disappeared without a trace. The aura of an Abyssal Evil Dragon was detected at the place where he vanished. Thinking Shen Yuan had been abducted by the evil dragon, Qin Shen, who had never lost control in his life, had an exceptionally crazed look in his eyes and teetered on the brink of a violent breakdown. A group of people followed Qin Shen into the abyssal lair. There, in an ancient, magnificent palace, they saw countless monsters bowing their heads. A beautiful silver-haired, purple-eyed boy sat on a huge throne built of bones, gold, and jade treasures. He casually toyed with the crown that represented the Lord of the Abyss, holding an ice cream in one hand... and munching on it. That familiar face was none other than Qin Shen's supposedly frail and delicate wife. Theme: Don't give up, even when life temporarily lets you down.