Sorry, everyone, but I really can't keep updating this story every day. I had a lot of fun writing every day while I was building up a backlog, but it still took me two or three days to finish a chapter. Then I got on the rankings, which meant I had to update daily. My backlog ran out fast, and writing each chapter on the day it's due is stressful, with no time to think or polish the prose. So I won't be applying to get on the rankings for now. I want to build up a bigger backlog before posting again.
Feel free to add it to your collection or remove it, everyone. A deep, 180-degree bow QAQ
[Younger righteous beacon who is constantly going crazy x arrogant but good at staying alive gorgeous demon lord]
One day, Xiao Ruye, the spoiled second-generation demon lord who had once struck fear into the entire cultivation world, took a nap and woke up with no cultivation at all, possessing a puppet. In short, he was a good-for-nothing.
He was hanging in midair, and everyone was sharpening their blades around him.
Xiao Ruye: ...I mean, seriously, is there really someone these days who isn't afraid of me?
Oh, turns out he'd lost his memory, and forgotten several hundred years in one go.
If he can't win, he can always lie low. Xiao Ruye immediately picks out the immortal lord walking toward him.
Handsome and dashing, a beacon of righteousness. Most importantly, he's young and naive.
He bats his eyes and reveals a faint blush. "Immortal Lord, save me."
Yu Mingye waves his sleeve, and his predicament is resolved in an instant.
Tsk, younger guys really are easy to fool.
Later, the man not only saves him, but offers to take him home. How sweet...
Bah!
Xiao Ruye looks around at the pitch-black room, unable to move, while Yu Mingye sits right in front of him, watching him coldly.
Xiao Ruye: "What do you mean by this, Immortal Lord?"
Yu Mingye says coolly, "I once had a beloved. We haven't seen each other for many years. You remind me of him in temperament. Would you be willing to dress up as him and ease my longing?"
Wow, the aloof beauty has gone crazy with love and wants a stand-in.
Xiao Ruye narrows his eyes, then suddenly lifts his face and smiles sweetly. "Sure thing, husband."
You sanctimonious little bastard, let's play. We'll see who gets the better of whom.
*
Yu Mingye is Changliu's sharpest sword, its greatest pride and glory. For years, his world consisted of nothing but Changliu, a world of icy white.
Then he met You Nanyue, whose flower-like smile opened a thousand worlds to him, bringing him the joys and sorrows of human life and its everyday warmth.
Then he stabbed him with the cruelest knife of all.
You Nanyue rests his chin on his hand and smiles, blinking. "Silly boy, it was all a lie. From beginning to end, I was only after your status as a direct disciple of an immortal sect. Now that it's no use to me, why don't you leave?"
Yu Mingye goes mad. He searches for him for three hundred years, but never finds him.
Through the love and hate that stretch on day after day, the other man suddenly comes back.
He brazenly claims he's lost his memory and chatters about other men and women as if nothing ever happened.
Yet he still uses the name he had when they were in love.
Yu Mingye finally can't hold back and locks him up.
He swears that for the rest of their lives, this man will never escape his grasp again.
Even when You Nanyue becomes Xiao Ruye, the arrogant, tyrannical demon lord whose father ran wild and who eventually became a prisoner.
Even when they are separated by morality and the law, by a blood feud over his father's death, and the other man escapes again and again, leaving him battered and bruised.
Yu Mingye doesn't care and isn't afraid.
As long as this man belongs to him.
*
Years later, You Nanyue lies across Yu Mingye's lap, playing with the chain hanging from his waist as he casually asks, "When I was gone, you were always holding that puppet of mine. Did you ever use it for anything... embarrassing?"
Yu Mingye: "..."
You Nanyue pinches his cheek with a bright smile. "We've been married for ages. What's there to be embarrassed about? Come on, tell me so I can laugh."
Yu Mingye's gaze darkens. "All right."
And then You Nanyue gets quite an earful.
The kind that goes on for seven days and seven nights.
Yu Mingye: "Do you understand now?"
You Nanyue: ...Young men are too much to handle.
Reading Guide:
1. The story is frequently edited, usually for minor typos or wording issues. No need to reread it. Any major plot changes will be noted.
Theme: Everything life brings us is a gift. Keep a positive outlook and live life to the fullest.
Dear author, when will it be updated???
Sprinkle flowers. Congratulations on opening the article~