A Guide to Healing the Sickly Beauty and the Tragic Strongman

[Sorry, everyone. My childhood friend passed away from cancer, and I've been helping with the funeral arrangements. I won't abandon the story, but updates will be slow, so feel free to save it for later. My next story, Overly Deep Surrender, is at the very bottom. Please add it to your favorites.]

This story: younger top, fake father and son, mutual healing and affection, 1v1, HE, both are pure.

A ruthless, sinister fake eunuch top who kills without blinking x a gentle, jade-like, sickly prince bottom

Ruo Weiqiu, the head of the Eastern Depot, is The Outcast, wielding power over the court and standing second only to the emperor. He is ruthless, cold, and cruel. Behind his back, the civil and military officials call him a castrated dog, but to his face they respectfully address him as the Lord of a Thousand Years.

But no one knows that, many years ago, on a rainy night, he stood in ragged clothes, covered in wounds, when a man held out an oil-paper umbrella and offered him a hand.

The man wore a simple white robe. He was slender and graceful, with a face as exquisite as carved jade. Smiling gently, he said, "It's cold out there. Come in and get out of the rain."

Ruo Weiqiu looked up. Rain soaked his lashes. His hands were filthy, his face grimy, and he was still young and green. Slowly, he reached out.

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Everyone knows that Prince Jing, Yin Rumo, is handsome, but sickly. He has a persistent cough, needs someone to support him when he walks, and wears warm clothes in spring...

He barely has a few days left to live, yet somehow he's managed to offend the ruthless, icy head of the Eastern Depot.

And yet the arrogant lapdogs at court who secretly bully the powerless, fallen Prince Jing in order to curry favor with the head of the Eastern Depot all end up dead, without exception...

They say their deaths are unimaginably cruel...

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Many years ago, Ruo Weiqiu was a little boy with a pure smile and a shy demeanor, letting Yin Rumo rub his head.

Now he lounges against the back of his chair, his clothes disheveled and his firm chest exposed. He smiles suggestively. "What a coincidence. The prince always catches me looking dashing and charming..."

Original title: For Now, a Prisoner

[Volume One takes place in the present, and Volume Two in the past.]

[An alternate Ming dynasty. This is not a serious political intrigue story. It's pretty terrible and exists just so everyone can fall in love. Historical accuracy buffs, please go easy on me.]

[Age gap: 8 years]

[As for point of view: Both the top and bottom get their own perspectives. The story opens with the top's perspective, but the bottom gets more focus later and overall. Later chapters also include some group perspectives. If that bothers you, feel free to skip this.]

[As for content warnings: I personally don't think there's anything particularly triggering, but if anything hits a sore spot, feel free to let other readers know in the comments. Please don't leave malicious comments or negative reviews, though. I hope you enjoy the story, stay happy, and get along. Also, extreme top-stans, please don't read. Everything has its place. If you don't like it, click away. There are countless great stories on Jinjiang, and there's bound to be one you'll like.]

Note: The early chapters involve a fake blood relationship, but while that relationship exists, neither character has feelings that go beyond familial affection, whether one-sided or mutual. The main characters are not blood-related and are not legally related, and the story strictly follows the website's requirements.

Strong x strong = I think the prince is no pushover; he's just in poor health.

Coming soon: Overly Deep Surrender

[HE, both are pure, sweet romance, mutual affection]

A calculating top who seems cold but is actually devoted and patiently waits for his fish to take the bait x a gorgeous, flirtatious bottom who seems shy and innocent but is actually putting on an act with a knowing smile

After leaving Yu Chen, Jiang Luo becomes listless and depressed. He shuts himself away in a dark rented room, reeking of alcohol, and barely sees anyone during those days without sunlight.

But by chance, he suddenly learns that the sweet, passionate memories he cherished with Yu Chen meant nothing to the other man. It was all insincere pretense.

He can't accept being played for a fool like that.

When he learns that Yu Chen is thriving in the entertainment industry, Jiang Luo takes on a completely new identity and enters a talent show where Yu Chen serves as a mentor.

He changes his old persona, pretending to be kind and sincere, obeying him, caring for him, and even willingly letting Yu Chen take advantage of him, until he finally wins Yu Chen's sincere affection.

But strangely, he no longer wants revenge.

A short scene:

The stage lights shine brightly. The new contestants introduce themselves one by one. When it's the turn of the weary-looking Jiang Luo, he hears the voice of the revered entertainment mogul Yu Chen laughing through the microphone.

Yu Chen: "You ended up like this without me?"

Jiang Luo, expressionless: "Who are you?"

Yu Chen: "You came all this way for me, and now you're pretending not to know me? That's no fun."

P.S. Some entertainment-industry elements, a little campus life, an old romance rekindled, and a sweet treat.

A love story about two calculating boys. Nothing angsty, I promise.

Theme: Cherish life