Blurb:
When Xig Rui left District 17, he swore he would never return to those hopeless days of scheming and intrigue. He did everything he could to get into the military academy in the central district, with only one goal in mind: head to the front lines and kill bugs.
Who would have thought that after killing bugs for a while, he would suddenly be told he was the reigning emperor's sole surviving heir? Still utterly bewildered, Xig Rui somehow ended up on the throne.
Yikes. If it weren't for his wife, he wouldn't last a single day in this position.
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Bai Xi looked at the decaying empire. It seemed bright and prosperous on the surface, but inside, it had long since been eaten hollow by the parasitic nobles. Its only fate was to fall. He had already laid trap upon trap, secretly hastening the once-glorious nation toward its descent into hell.
This rotten country deserved to perish long ago, Bai Xi thought idly, a strange light flickering in his eyes. Then he met Xig Rui. So even in the mire, a pure and passionate flower could bloom.
This country wasn't entirely without hope after all, Bai Xi thought. Xig Rui, my treasure. My one and only emperor.
A self-proclaimed laid-back, go-with-the-flow top × an antisocial, gloomy bottom
Content warnings:
1. Amateur writing. Feel free to say it's not good, but don't insult the author! And don't insult the main characters!
2. Updates when inspiration strikes.
Theme: Gold shines wherever it is.
Why is it locked (crying)