I Raised the Villain

Mu Yun transmigrated into a palace-intrigue novel and met the young villain, Zhao Jiguan.

The future tyrant who would kill the emperor and his brothers and usurp the throne was still just a weak, helpless little wolf cub, casually bullied by the palace servants.

Mu Yun felt compassion for him.

Human nature is good. If he raised Zhao Jiguan well, there was no way this little wolf cub would turn bad.

Mu Yun made a point of getting close to Zhao Jiguan.

At first, the little wolf cub was covered in prickles, his gaze full of wariness. As time passed, the wolf cub turned into a puppy, eagerly awaiting Mu Yun's visits every day.

Time flew by. On Zhao Jiguan's sixteenth birthday, Mu Yun had planned to take him out of the palace to admire the lanterns. But disaster struck his family, and overnight the entire noble clan fell, with blood flowing everywhere.

Mu Yun, too, was poisoned to death in prison.

When he opened his eyes, he had been reborn in the body of a useless wastrel who bore some resemblance to his former self. He could barely read and had no strength to fight, with nothing going for him but his face.

The little wolf cub he'd raised and protected years ago was now a paranoid, cold-hearted crown prince. According to the plot, he was about to kill the emperor and his brothers and become a tyrant.

And the moment they met again, Zhao Jiguan held his sword to Mu Yun's throat.

He was very tall. As he looked down, his eyes were filled with disgust.

"This face." The blade pressed against Mu Yun's cheek, cold as ice. "It's revolting."

Mu Yun: ??!

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The ruthless, cold-hearted crown prince, who had climbed his way up over countless corpses, went every year to pay respects at an unmarked grave outside the capital.

Always on his own birthday.

There was no one left in the world to pull him out of hell, cook for him, or add layers to keep him warm.

No one to teach him to read and write, recite the words of the sages, or learn the art of governing.

No one to teach him martial arts and archery, strengthen his body, and keep others from bullying him.

The lamp that always waited for him to return late at night would never be lit again.

/I've revised the blurb. It's still a younger gong and shou story with a teacher-student (master-disciple) relationship, but the setting is now a palace. I've written too many xianxia stories and wanted to try a different genre./

2020/8/27

Theme: Raising the future ruler with care and understanding.