His Majesty Insists I Take Responsibility

[Historical ABO] Alphas are Qianyuan, omegas are Kunze, and betas are Zhongyong.

[Please add my next novel, After Falling from Grace, to your reading list.]

A scheming, hot-tempered, teasing emperor gong x a proud, sensitive tutor shou

As an imperial tutor, Jiang Wanyi had seen it all. Xiao Mujing was the emperor he was proudest to have taught, and just as Jiang Wanyi was about to retire after completing his life's work...

Xiao Mujing grabbed him and asked a question that would change everything.

"Jiang Wanyi, didn't you say you'd never leave me?"

Red candles burned as the bed curtains warmed, and the sheets tossed through a night of madness.

The two met again five years later.

While evading an assassination attempt, Xiao Mujing collided with a miniature version of himself in the street.

Following the child, he found Jiang Wanyi.

How could Xiao Mujing possibly let go of the person he'd longed for day and night for five years?

He grabbed Jiang Wanyi. "It's time to pay back what you owed me five years ago."

Jiang Wanyi wanted nothing more to do with him. "Your Majesty, what happened five years ago was just one night of madness. Why dwell on it?"

But Xiao Mujing dragged him away.

"You have to take responsibility for what you owe me."

I never knew what it meant to yearn for someone until I felt it with you.

You are the one I long for, and the one who makes me cherish this mortal world.

Blurb written on February 24, 2024, and screenshotted for posterity.

It may be changed before the main story begins, but not by much.

P.S. The gong isn't naturally a tease. He learns to be one later.

Everything in this story is made up, a work of fiction. All the content is the author's invention.

For ABO, the heat periods of alphas and omegas are both called rut periods. Suppression methods are the same as in modern ABO: marking or medication.

[Blurb for After Falling from Grace. Please add it to your reading list.]

A flashy "madman" (Chen Manshuang) x a scheming young lord of the Demon Realm (Ye Qinghui)

The cultivation world once had a god of war, clad in fluttering white robes and wielding a long sword to keep the world at peace. He was revered by all.

Then one day, his spiritual power vanished, and he fell from the altar. From then on, he was cursed by countless people.

He became a rat in the street whom everyone wished dead.

As a cunning young lord of the Demon Realm, Ye Qinghui was once pursuing a killer when he came to Qingyun Town. There, he met a filthy, disheveled madman.

The first thing that madman did was brazenly offer to tell his fortune.

"I can tell from your extraordinary bones that you're a once-in-a-generation prodigy."

"Two coins for a reading. How about it?"

Ye Qinghui agreed on a whim, and was told he had the fate of a lone star of disaster.

Thus the two became enemies.

Later, Ye Qinghui discovered that this filthy, disheveled madman whose spiritual power had been completely destroyed was Chen Manshuang, the person he had been searching for all along.

At that moment, he felt his world collapse.

Looking at Chen Manshuang across from him, perfectly composed as he calmly wiped his sword,

Ye Qinghui felt a chill run down his back and wanted to retreat. "If I said everything I said earlier deserved a beating, would you believe me?"

Chen Manshuang gave him a look that said, You're on your own.

Chen Manshuang had disguised himself as a filthy, disheveled madman and stayed in the mortal world for years, hearing every kind of judgment people made about him.

Until he met this arrogant lunatic who claimed to be the young lord of the Demon Realm. The man kept overturning everything Chen Manshuang thought he knew and turning his choices upside down.

Later, when news broke that the young lord of the Demon Realm and a madman had become cultivation partners, the entire cultivation world erupted...

P.S. The cultivation levels are the same as in my previous novel.

Blurb written on June 12, 2024. It may change before publication as I keep thinking of more things to add.

Theme: The heart's original purpose has never changed