Tai Yan is eight hundred years old this year, which makes him an adult rabbit by his clan's standards. One day, on a whim, he cast a divination for himself. The result said he would soon have a cultivation partner.
That partner was Immortal Venerable Qian Qing of Yunfu Palace, renowned for his cool, striking beauty. Year after year, he topped the beauty rankings of the entire cultivation world, a distant and aloof immortal.
Tai Yan couldn't be more pleased with a partner like that.
So he happily cast a divination for his partner, too.
Immortal Venerable Qian Qing had always been cold-hearted and unfeeling, but before long he would take on a new disciple. That disciple would become the cinnabar mole in his heart. Later, unable to win his love, the disciple would go mad and fail his tribulation, dying as a result.
The disciple had transmigrated into a book and had the plot of a universally adored, doted-on darling. He would gather admirers and opportunities at every turn, then eventually become cultivation partners with the male lead, turning into a being with cheat-like powers in this world.
Tai Yan stroked his little tail. You think you can trick my partner into falling for you? Not a chance.
Immortal Venerable Qian Qing had been feeling rather troubled lately. A young man appeared in his dreams every night and did unspeakable things to him, making it impossible for him to focus on cultivation.
While he was fretting over this, he unexpectedly spotted the pretty, charming young man at the recruitment ceremony.
He took the boy as his disciple, intending to ask why he had done those things to him. But the boy climbed right onto his lap, linked arms with him, and said in a sweet voice, "Immortal Venerable, will you be my cultivation partner?"
Qian Qing locked him up without a second thought.
That night, in the dream, the boy made an even bolder declaration: "Immortal Venerable, I want to have your babies."
Qian Qing thought the boy had no shame. How could he say something like that to a stranger?
But when he saw the boy laughing and chatting happily with his fellow disciples, Qian Qing felt a little jealous.
So he kept the boy by his side and taught him with care, hoping he would focus on cultivation.
He had meant to teach him properly, but somehow ended up teaching him in bed instead.
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The protagonist bottom has been feeling rather troubled lately. He has the plot of a universally adored, doted-on darling, so why doesn't he have a single admirer?
#My senior brothers, the first, second, third, and so on, spend every day fawning over my Shizun. What am I supposed to do? If I can't beat them, should I join them?#
A seductive, flirtatious beauty bottom x a beauty top who says one thing and means another
A short story, not very long. I'm practicing writing romance.
Theme: Protecting love.