The Whole World Regrets Losing Me

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The puppet emperor Shen Fuyan had been trained to become a shadow of the person he loved, yet people still disliked him every day.

Shen Fuyan was fooled in every lifetime, but never in the same way.

He had trusted the all-powerful regent, the bold and spirited young general, and the refined, aloof Grand Academician. He thought of them day and night, straining every nerve to become what they wanted.

He was reborn again.

Looking at the beloved's younger brother, who stood by and watched, Shen Fuyan, who had always done as he was told, was dead.

Shen Fuyan: All that talk of kneeling at someone's feet and willingly submitting? Let it all burn.

Shen Fuyan, who had gone missing, returned to the palace. Dressed in red, he held a banquet at court and invited all the ministers to mourn him and attend his funeral.

The bed is too cold. I hear the general runs hot. Send for him.

This dancer isn't as lovely as the Grand Tutor, bright as the moon and covered in snow. Give him wine and have him drink with me.

The aloof Grand Tutor held a thin wine cup in his mouth, wine soaking the front of his robes.

Shen Fuyan flouted all propriety. The inner palace descended into chaos, and the ministers in the outer court fought each other.

The court, which should have scolded and admonished him, suddenly changed its tune.

The regent, who had been waiting for him to die, abandoned his duties and only wished him a long life.

The Grand Tutor, who had once scorned him, clenched his bloody palm inside his sleeve and played music and danced for him.

The young general, who had once used his shoulder as a stepping stone, offered up his entire clan, asking only that his sincerity be recognized.

Seeing everyone at court clamoring to win his favor,

Shen Fuyan smiled brightly and got drunk at the banquet, unaware that an enemy from a foreign kingdom, whom he had never even met, had already come looking for him.

The villain who should have stormed the capital to seize him as a hostage, Shen Fuyan's new tribute, barged into the palace without even drawing a weapon, his gaze fixed on him like a wolf stalking its prey.

Shen Fuyan suddenly remembered the muddy road and pouring rain on his way back to the capital in his previous life. He had seen eyes just as deep and sharp. A madman from Hemo had fought his way through the encirclement alone, then knelt at his feet, drenched in blood and with a broken tassel, so Shen Fuyan could step on his back to climb into the carriage and return to the capital.

The rain was cold, and the mud was cold, but the back beneath his feet was burning hot.

A scorching fingertip brushed Shen Fuyan's earlobe. He Chao Lan grabbed the System and said, "Your Majesty can't seduce someone and then abandon them."

The music and dancing stopped abruptly. The flawless emperor leaned against the throne, his eyes misty as rain and his lips red as vermilion. He planted one foot on He Chao Lan's shoulder. "I think you're tired of living."

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Unhinged loyal dog x unhinged, sickly beauty

A romantic battlefield, everyone has one-sided feelings, happy ending.

I drew the character design for the cover myself. It's just for fun, so please take it as you will.

My next novel: Protect the Useless Sect. Please add it to your collection!

Blurb:

Shi Qing is a pink jellyfish who accidentally fell from a research institute into a cultivation sect on an immortal mountain overseas.

Bruised all over, he landed in the sect leader's bathtub. His tentacles wrapped around the two-legged creature in front of him, and he clung on tight. He didn't want to go back.

The sky in this world was blue, and so was the sea. The sect sat on the ocean, so it had to be the best place in the world. Everyone was so nice to him. Squeezing into their dormitory rooms reminded him of the days when jellyfish swam together.

And if he soaked in the sect leader's bathtub, he could turn into someone just like the sect leader!

There was only one little thing that bothered him. The sect leader lived alone, but Shi Qing liked squeezing into the dorms.

Was the sect leader scary? Not really! As long as Shi Qing didn't get caught squeezing into the disciples' rooms, everything was fine.

Was he cruel to others? Not really. He said he wasn't very good at fighting, only good enough to protect one person.

Was he a little stubborn? Maybe. The sect leader was always looking out at the sea and brought back lots of pearls as gifts. But he didn't want to be a sea king. Shi Qing had asked him himself.

So he absolutely wasn't going back! He'd never get into a cultivation tank again.

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Ever since that translucent pink little piece of trash arrived, the useless sect really had been improving at a rapid pace. So fast that people kept trying to snatch the sect leader's little sweetheart away.

Shi Qing: You know I'm just a delicate little jellyfish.

Gu Xingzhi looked at the giant beast collapsed on the ground. "You're saying it just suddenly died while walking?"

Shi Qing: *Squeak.*

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A stern, proper, secretly flirtatious sect leader x a delicate beauty and master of poison with the acting skills to match

Sweet romance, happy ending

Theme: Love yourself first