Why Is the Dog Emperor Like That?

[Complete~ Transmigrating into a book / younger man x older man / emperor x imperial tutor / short, sweet story] [New story Who Wants to Be a Tyrant's Dog? is now underway~ Fake death, melodramatic angst, and a crematorium-style pursuit] Blurb: I transmigrated into a danmei novel as a cannon-fodder imperial tutor. To stay alive, I had no choice but to work hard to reform the little villain. The little villain had stomach problems, so I chased after him and fed him one bite at a time; The little villain nearly got seduced by a palace maid, so I had to share his bed and act as his guard; The little villain flew into a rage, so I immediately soothed him with kind words for several days; Thanks to all my efforts, the ruthless little villain became... a ruthless big villain. Me: Oh no, I'm doomed.jpg Seven years later, I finally helped the villain ascend the throne and avoided a bad ending. The little rascal had become a dog emperor. He donned the imperial robes and became the Son of Heaven, with the power to decide who lived and died. I'd offended the dog emperor plenty over the years. He must hate me to the bone. So I took off running. I hadn't even gotten far before the dog emperor came charging after me. "Traitor!" "You've left. What am I supposed to do about my love bug now...?" "Anyway, get back here this instant!" Me: ... No thanks, no thanks. My butt hurts. Find someone else. Courtiers / eunuchs: stunned.jpg Wait, so this is the kind of relationship the emperor and his imperial tutor have?! Reader's guide: * First-person narration Theme: Strive to improve, change your fate, and fight against the current