When the Sickly Prince Was Forced to Marry the Embroidered Uniform Guard

◎ Light on plot | Sickly top | Niche story (includes sex scenes) | 750,000 words, plus 200,000 words of standalone extras (angst for the top, read with caution)

Liu Yuanxun was a rule-abiding prince. Born frail, he’d be panting after just a few steps, so he had no choice but to keep out of trouble.

But his imperial brother still thought he wasn’t dying fast enough and assigned him as a concubine the infamous Imperial Guard said to have killed three bandits with a single strike.

The day Liu Yuanxun received the terrible news, he came down with a fever. It lasted three days, and by the time he regained consciousness, the fearsome young man had already been brought to his manor.

Liu Yuanxun shakily raised an arm and pointed at the young man, who was nearly as tall as he was. “D-don’t come any closer…”

Drugged and fighting to restrain himself, the young man’s eyes were bloodshot. His exquisite face looked like that of a gorgeous demon from hell, but his brilliant, starlike eyes were filled with revulsion and contempt.

Liu Yuanxun breathed a sigh of relief. Contempt was good. With his frail constitution, he’d probably be dead before he could father an heir.

*

Gu Lianzhao was interrogating a prisoner in the Imperial Prison when the imperial decree arrived. In the dim, lightless cell, the man holding the torture implements looked as cold and menacing as the King of Hell.

The prisoner’s blood stained his face, beautiful beyond anything human. He wiped it away with his thumb, his expression cold and inscrutable.

If the Seventh Prince dared to marry him, then he dared to send the prince to the afterlife ahead of him.

But later…

Before seeing the prince, he bathed and changed, afraid the stench of blood on him might offend him. Before climbing into bed with him, he even used his inner energy to warm his body, so the prince could keep warm more easily.

Yet the Seventh Prince still trembled and pushed him away, coughing up blood as he did. “D-don’t… don’t come any closer…”

Furious and frustrated, he pulled the man into his arms and kissed him fiercely. Halfway through, he even had to use his energy to breathe life into him.

That sickly weakling was born to be the bane of his existence!

● PS: The cover character and character card are both templates.

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◎ [The Tenth Year After His Death]

◎ Angst first, then sweetness | Melodramatic

◎ Starts December 10, 2026

At seventeen, Chen Yunsheng was admitted to A University. On his very first day, he lost his luggage and, rushing around without looking where he was going, crashed straight into an upperclassman’s arms.

A year later, the upperclassman became his boyfriend.

Like Chen Yunsheng, his boyfriend was an orphan, but he was more talented and hardworking. By his junior year, he was already worth a fortune and was a campus celebrity.

Chen Yunsheng embraced the happiness that had fallen from the sky, believing it was a gift from God.

Four years passed in a flash. He received his diploma, then heard that his boyfriend’s startup had failed and left him with enormous debts.

But his boyfriend wasn’t beaten. He solemnly promised Chen Yunsheng that he’d never let him suffer, and that he’d pay off his debts within three years so Chen Yunsheng could enjoy an even more comfortable life than before.

Chen Yunsheng believed him. He believed his boyfriend was so gifted that he would surely make a comeback, and that heaven would watch over him and turn his bad luck around.

He just didn’t believe in himself.

Clutching his diagnosis, he spoke quietly into the phone: “I’m sorry, senpai. I’ve been poor for too long. I can’t stay with you.”

He couldn’t bear to hear his boyfriend’s response. He hung up, canceled his phone number, and went to the most renowned hospital, spending every last cent he had on two consecutive surgeries… but nothing could stop the cancer from spreading.

The day he jumped into the river to end his life, he carefully wrote his farewell letter, then leaped in and ended his life at just twenty-one.

When he opened his eyes again, someone had rescued him.

His illnesses were all gone, the depths of winter had turned to summer, and the world was ten years in the future.

He stared blankly at the passersby, borrowed someone’s phone, and dialed the number he knew by heart, without really hoping for an answer. When he heard that familiar voice, he softly… called him “senpai.”

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