Ye Xiaojiu was a palace shadow guard. By a twist of fate, he met a palace guard, and the two grew close and devoted to each other, eventually becoming husbands. Who could have guessed that one day he would suddenly discover that his wife was the current emperor, and his son was the crown prince? The hand holding his knife trembled slightly...
Your Majesty, is it still possible to get a divorce?
Before the reveal
“Who’s the husband?”
“You.”
“Who’s in charge at home?”
“You.”
“Who handles the household money?”
“You.”
Ye Xiaojiu looked at his beautiful, delicate wife and was satisfied!
After the reveal
“Husband!”
“Your Majesty, spare me!”
“Right, who’s in charge at home?”
“Of course, Your Majesty.”
“Who handles the household money?”
“Of course, Your Majesty!”
His beautiful, delicate wife patted Ye Xiaojiu’s still-flushed cheek, satisfied.
Ye Xiaojiu: Don’t ask. If you do, I regret everything!
Situ Mo was a cold, ruthless tyrant who slaughtered without mercy. With his hands stained by blood and violence, he rose step by step from a prince whom everyone in the Cold Palace could bully to an emperor who struck fear into all who saw him!
Yet this terrifying tyrant had an empress consort no one knew about.
She was the only tenderness in his heart, the precious one he held dearest.
A healing-type shadow guard who thinks he’s the top x a possessive, lovesick emperor who dotes on his husband
Content warning
I love shadow guard stories, but there aren’t many, so I’m making my own and serving up some sweetness.
This story is entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental.
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Theme: A shadow guard and the emperor, sweet as can be
