[Short story, complete at 30,000 words]
The general won the war but stayed away from the capital for a long time. The court officials advised the emperor, saying the general intended to rebel.
The emperor issued an order recalling him, then set an ambush along the road to the palace.
The general was valiant and unstoppable, fighting his way straight to the palace gates.
As he reached the city wall, the bright yellow figure who had been watching the show from on high was nowhere to be seen.
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The palace attendants couldn't stop him. The general entered the emperor's bedchamber with his sword in hand.
At that moment, the emperor was bathing. Steam swirled around him, revealing his stunning face, skin whiter than snow, and frail figure, barely visible through the haze.
The general's sword fell from his hand. His pent-up resentment and frustration vanished in an instant, and he dropped to his knees alongside his blade.
*
Draped in a moon-white robe, the emperor walked up to the general and leisurely placed his foot on the man's shoulder, ruthlessly crushing every last bit of his pride.
The general gazed at his pale, slender foot and reached out to wipe away the droplets of water, his expression devout and reverent.
The emperor bent down and asked casually, "General, which matters more: the realm or beauty?"
The general looked up, his voice hoarse. "The realm is yours. The beauty is mine."
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[Reading Guide]
I fought through countless armies to see you. I escaped with my life, but couldn't escape your beauty.
Scheming, beautiful emperor bottom x loyal, foolish general top
Height difference!
Others: Wake up, General. The emperor is trying to kill you!
General: ...Bullshit!
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Next up: I Dote on the Villainous Yandere in Every Way. Here's the blurb:
Jiang Yingli transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder master in an old-school xianxia novel.
In other people's books, masters are refined and graceful, bright as the moon, and celestial in their beauty, which they don't even realize.
But "he" is hypocritical and deceitful, ugly inside, and consumed by jealousy. In his eagerness to advance quickly, he even hopes to cultivate together with his disciple, the "male lead"!
At that very moment, his hands are pressed against the male lead's chest as he resists with all his might. The next step is to strip off his clothes!
Jiang Yingli: ?
Is it still in time to let go?
He doesn't want the male lead to hold a grudge over this and grind his bones to dust!
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After that near-miss, Jiang Yingli keeps his distance from the male lead and focuses his attention on another disciple, Gu Jing.
If "he" is cannon fodder, then Gu Jing is a villainous scourge, the kind that threatens all humanity.
Jiang Yingli loves peace and dislikes fighting, so he decides to teach Gu Jing seriously and guide the villain onto the right path.
He watches Gu Jing practicing diligently in the snow, his fair little face red from the cold, yet his sword dance never stopping.
Jiang Yingli approaches with a fox-fur cloak and drapes it over him.
Gu Jing turns around in surprise, then gives him a saccharine smile. "Thank you, Master."
He's just like a sweet little sugar bunny!
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The sugar bunny is so sweet and lovable that Jiang Yingli can't help doting on him in every way. Before long, he thinks his plans are finally about to succeed.
Then one day, he is drugged with something unspeakable and jumps into a cold pool, hoping to suppress the heat in his body.
But instead, a scorching chest presses against his back.
Jiang Yingli is furious and about to lash out when the other man forcefully pins him against the hard stone wall.
A madness he'd never shown before appears on his face. "Why can Senior Brother do it, but I can't?"
"Didn't you say you doted on me most of all, Master?"
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time."
Jiang Yingli: "..."
The sugar bunny has turned dark and become a black bunny. Jiang Yingli is on the verge of tears. Did he raise the bunny wrong?!
Premise: Face adversity with a smile and never give up