This Beloved Emperor Just Wants to Be a Slacker [Book Transmigration]

[The End] 1 Ji Zheng transmigrated into a danmei novel where the male lead and his love interest spent three million words loving and fighting each other, while he was merely a foolish, tyrannical cannon-fodder emperor. Being a tyrant wasn't easy. He was surrounded by dangerous enemies, and it was exhausting. Still, as long as he stayed in character and followed the plot by playing the tyrant, he could wait for the protagonist to rebel, seize the throne, and send him off as an idle prince. Ji Zheng rubbed his hands together, eager to retire. When the male lead and his love interest met at a palace banquet to discuss matters, the tyrant secretly thrilled, then said sarcastically, "Oh? Does Your Highness have something to hide from me?" When the protagonist took first place at the autumn hunt, the tyrant praised him lavishly, then sneered, "Your Highness is quite the marksman. I'll reward you with a white jade crown." 2 Ming Ciyue was the only prince in the court, the emperor's uncle by marriage and unrelated to him by blood. Everyone praised him as a man as gentle as jade and unmatched in the realm. The young emperor sat upon the golden throne, his pale skin and red lips concealed beneath his ceremonial robes and crown beads. His face was dark, his beauty almost celestial. Ming Ciyue lowered his head and pulled his gaze away, suppressing the unspeakable desire in his eyes. Then he suddenly heard a clear, young voice. "The throne is so uncomfortable. My butt hurts. Won't someone come to the rescue?" "When's the workday over? It's so quiet in here. I hope no one heard my stomach growl..." He looked up in surprise and met that icy gaze. This time, he heard the thoughts even more clearly. "This hat is so heavy, my neck's about to snap. When will the prince usurp the throne? I can't keep holding this together for you much longer!" Ming Ciyue curled his lips. He was a power-hungry minister with grand ambitions, so grand that... he wanted to pull that lofty emperor into his arms right then and there. 1. A brilliant actor who's really a lazy salted fish, pretending to be a tyrant bottom × a possessive, scheming uncle who can read minds, top 2. The protagonist has an irresistible charm. Pure wish fulfillment, no logic, set in an imaginary dynasty. orz 3. One-on-one romance, happy ending, 9/6 4. The leads aren't related by blood and aren't registered in the same household. Important! 5. For the little scene from the blurb, see Chapter 25. 7. I write terribly, really terribly. I'm an idiot to begin with, and the more you scold me, the more idiotic and terrible my writing gets. Thanks for supporting me. If you don't like it, click the X. You be happy, I'll be happy, and everyone will be happy. Check out my upcoming danmei novel next door: Reborn as the White Moonlight Who Died Young in the Entire Cultivation World Modern novel: I Became the Villainous Fake Young Master, and the Male Lead Has His Eye on Me [Mean, mischievous young master bottom × cold, serious real young master top] Sheng Fei transmigrated into a melodramatic rich-family novel, becoming the villainous cannon-fodder fake young master who abused the male lead. The male lead was a poor boy who received financial support and temporarily lived with the Sheng family. After enduring a series of torments from the original owner, a twist of fate revealed that he'd been switched at birth with the real young master. He was reunited with his birth family, took over the business, and reached the pinnacle of success. The original owner, meanwhile, raised hell until everyone despised and abandoned him. He ended up homeless, with a tragic fate. The abuse in the book included, but wasn't limited to, tampering with the male lead's meals, deleting his work files, and slashing his bicycle tires. Sheng Fei: Such childish behavior. Boring. As soon as he transmigrated, he found the male lead tied up on his three-meter-wide king-size bed. The young man was tall, with a warm tan, a calm and obedient expression, and a sinister gaze fixed on him. "Had your fill?" The male lead smiled. "Young Master Sheng?" Sheng Fei: . You childish brats torture people physically and emotionally? That's pretty wild. ^_^ 2. The Sheng family's only son, Sheng Fei, was famous for being carefree, willful, and unruly, the most spoiled rich kid of them all. Compared with Lu Shihan, the mild-mannered, low-key student his family sponsored, he was from another world entirely. Young Master Sheng seemed to have changed lately, but not completely. Lu Shihan was forced to drink at a business dinner. Sheng Fei frowned. "Why are you making him drink?" "You clueless people. A good liquor like this is wasted on him." Someone slashed Lu Shihan's bicycle tires. Sheng Fei sneered. "You've got a car. Why aren't you driving it?" "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Trying to show everyone our Sheng family abuses you?" Later, Lu Shihan was reunited with the Sheng family. Sheng Fei had already packed his bags. "No need to see me off. I'm out of here." Father: Is work boring? Tell Dad which company you like. Older sister: Are you short on spending money? How about another ten million? Servant: Was the boeuf en daube at lunch not to your taste? How about cassoulet for dinner? Lu Shihan cornered him in his room and shut the door. As when they'd first met, his tall shadow loomed over Sheng Fei, and his warm breath brushed against his neck, leaving him nowhere to retreat. "You bullied me and now you want to run?" He stroked the boy's lips with his thumb. "It's my turn now, Young Master." Before Lu Shihan could finish speaking, he felt warmth on his fingertip. A neat row of little bite marks had appeared. His young master hooked an arm around his neck and looked up at him with smiling, peach-blossom eyes. Theme: Learn to see things from the other person's perspective, be considerate of their feelings, and cherish them and yourself in the right way