The Teacher's Wife Is Hard to Handle

I entered an immortal sect at the age of ten and became a disciple of Xingjun Qian, serving under him for over three hundred years. On the day chaos engulfed the sect, I was away on a mission. When I learned of my master's death, I rushed back at full speed. Before the mourning hall, my shiniang, tears streaming down her face, threw herself into my arms. "My child, you must avenge me..." The elders suspected my master's death was connected to my shiniang. I didn't believe them. My shiniang was only a frail, weak wisteria demon, beautiful but low in cultivation. She could never be a murderer. I overruled everyone's objections and kept her by my side, protecting and cherishing her. I even nourished her with my own cultivation, feeling the frail demonic vine twined around my fingers gradually grow stronger. The elders died one after another. The woman in my arms had a slender, graceful waist, and I still chose to believe her. Then, as we clung to each other, the demonic vine that always tenderly caressed my cheek suddenly pierced my heart. Just before my eyes closed, I saw the blood on her tongue and her peerless beauty. "Thank you, little disciple." * A hundred years later, I woke at the bottom of Wuhui Mountain. She had become the demon queen, feared across the three realms. I stormed into her bedchamber with my sword. The bloodied soles of my boots ground against her flawless cheek, and I held my sword to her throat. "Shiniang, did you miss me?" --"You deceived me, betrayed me, and killed me. One day, I'll make you pay for each and every thing you did, and make you wish you were dead." *The main story is written in third person. *The romance takes place after the master's death. *Good and evil are only matters of perspective. Coming Soon: Please Call Me Your Majesty Blurb: It was an ordinary day for an office worker. Xiaoshu got up early to go to work, only to find an unexpected guest outside her door. The woman's red hair and red dress moved as if in a wind of their own. She was as flamboyant as fire, a vermilion mark between her brows, and eyes of a deep, eerie red. Her beauty was almost demonic. Xiaoshu: Cosplay? The woman swept her wide sleeve, and Xiaoshu dropped to her knees with a thump, both hands forced up in front of her. The woman smiled slightly, placing her delicate jade foot in Xiaoshu's palms. She lifted her chin and looked down at her. "Mortal, your queen has returned." Xiaoshu: I must still be dreaming. * Zhulong, a legendary demigod, is said to open his eyes to make day and close them to make night. His powers are vast. The red-clad woman claiming to be Zhulong moves into Xiaoshu's home. She eats her food, drinks her drinks, and develops a passion for crayfish. "Lowly water creatures, how dare you call yourselves dragons in my presence... *smack, smack* This mortal realm has such delicacies." Xiaoshu rubs her hands nervously. "Your Majesty, crayfish are delicious, but my wallet isn't doing so well. You've lived in the deep sea for ages and must have all sorts of treasures... Could you give me a reward?" The queen is magnanimous. "Your wish has been granted, mortal. Now offer up the sacrifice." Xiaoshu scratches her head. She has nothing of value. * In an instant, strong winds, torrential rain, lightning, and thunder erupt. Xiaoshu is lifted into the air and floats onto the bed of her own accord. Xiaoshu: Hey, hey! I never said to use me as the sacrifice! On the Nth day of being the queen's sacrifice, Xiaoshu still has all four limbs and all her organs. It's just that she's put through torment every night, suffering beyond words and often weeping in misery. Whenever night falls, the queen looks down at the young body before her. "My sacrifice, as delicious as ever today..." A queenly top / everyday life Theme: Treat others with sincerity. In doing so, you benefit not only them, but yourself even more