The Disabled Hunter’s Cherished Little Husband

Blurb:

Xuan Ye was the last feral beastman of the Age of Decline. After his attempt to seal himself away failed and the backlash left one of his legs crippled, he transmigrated into the body of a loutish hunter in Jiang Family Village.

The hunter was violent-tempered and loved his liquor. His reputation was so terrible that even his own family refused to live with him. To escape the hunter’s madness, his mother bought him a male wife.

The young man came from a poor family in the same village, so poor they could barely afford to eat. His family favored sons and despised him in particular. Before selling him to the hunter’s family, they had nearly sold him off several times to wealthy landowners in town as a concubine.

Xuan Ye: “...” What kind of mess is this?

After they married, the young man’s sallow, bony face finally grew rosy, and he put on a little weight. He looked at Xuan Ye with big almond-shaped eyes, shy and timid, trying to read his expression. “My husband, it’s okay if you can’t...”

Xuan Ye: “...”

Xuan Ye stared at the young man’s slender waist, which his skimpy summer clothes kept exposing, and felt a sudden tightness in his lower belly.

Xuan Ye: “...” What kind of mess is this?!

*

Jiang Quezi was strong-willed and kind, with delicate features. But he was born into a family that worked him like an ox and traded him like property. His father didn’t care for him, his mother didn’t love him, his two older sisters and older brother bullied him, and his beloved younger brother treated him like an enemy.

All his life, because he was good-looking, his parents had tried again and again to sell him for a good price, only to abandon the idea whenever the buyers offered too little.

He had thought that being sold to the village hunter, who was always drunk, violent, and deranged, meant he would be beaten and cursed at, with few good days ahead of him.

But after they married, the hunter seemed like a different person. He treated him like a child, doting on him as if he were precious.

Jiang Quezi was a little scared.

Xuan Ye stroked his head. “Don’t be afraid. Just tell me what you want, and your husband will give it to you.”

Jiang Quezi braced himself against the bed and scooted backward. Light shimmered in his beautiful eyes as he asked cautiously, “Th-then, could we... not do it tonight?”

Xuan Ye’s throat tightened. “...” What the hell kind of mess is this?!

*

Jiang Family Village is a small village in the Great Li Dynasty.

The ruler of the Great Li Dynasty is wise, the land is peaceful, and society is open-minded.

Jiang Family Village is like a secluded paradise, tucked away from the world... but it’s poor. Very poor.

Every family in the village lives beside mountains and forests rich in resources, yet survives on bran and wild greens.

Xuan Ye can’t stand seeing his wife suffer, so he goes into the mountains every day to hunt and gather medicinal herbs.

The more he gathers, the wealthier his family becomes.

The villagers are envious, and his wife’s awful parents and brothers are especially eager to come crawling back to curry favor.

Jiang Quezi: “You already sold me.”

His awful parents: “We gave birth to you and raised you...”

Jiang Quezi puts his hands on his hips. “My husband said if you dare bully me, he can snap your heads off with one hand.”

Please check the content warnings:

#Both leads are sexually inexperienced

#The top dotes on the bottom; his disability heals later

#Romance-focused

#Medium-length novella

#The top really, really, really spoils the bottom. Some readers may find it too much, so please take note!

#Male-wife setting: a third sex between male and female, marked by a red lotus between the brows. The darker the mark, the greater the fertility and the better the person’s health.

Male wives have male organs, but cannot use them. They become erect only when intimate with a man, and cannot impregnate women.

Male wives can bear children. To protect their bodies and emphasize their distinct traits, they have a menstrual cycle, though it is not menstruation in the traditional sense.

Male wives are frailer than women, more prone to illness and death, and need careful care.

Dear readers, please check out the upcoming book. I’m begging you, bang bang bang!

“A Husband to Cherish on the Road to Refuge”

Blurb:

Xuan Xi was the last auspicious beastman of the Age of Decline. He woke up to find himself inexplicably transported into the body of someone fleeing a famine, and became captivated by a young male wife in the refugee party.

But the young man was the husband of a spoiled, useless man in the group.

That man was selfish, cowardly, and incompetent. From the start of the great famine, his family had abandoned him. On the journey, he beat and cursed the young man and stole his food, leaving the small, thin young man hungry day after day and covered in bruises.

Xuan Xi scratched his head in frustration. “...” TMD.

Out of a sense of decency, Xuan Xi didn’t dare steal someone else’s husband. He was just bored, so he quietly stayed close to the young man and watched over him, both openly and in secret.

Then he discovered the man was planning to sell the young man for silver, rice, and flour to fill his own belly.

Xuan Xi’s eyes said it all: So you’re telling me this kind of good fortune actually exists?

*

After marrying the young man, they were still fleeing famine.

As they rested in a ruined temple at night, the young man sat in his arms, cheeks red with shy embarrassment, and stammered, “My husband, y-you’re poking me again...”

Xuan Xi: “...”

Xuan Xi clenched his back teeth, veins standing out along his jaw. He wanted nothing more than to crush the little one in his arms into his very bones.

*

Mu Zhi was kindhearted and the most beautiful male wife for miles around. At home, his parents ignored him and treated him with contempt. After they sold him to his former husband, that family cursed and tormented him every day.

He thought that when famine forced them to flee, his former husband would abandon him, or he would starve to death on the road and have his corpse picked over by others. But instead, his former husband sold him to a stranger.

The man was tall and strong, gentle and dependable. He handled Mu Zhi so carefully, as though he might break, and spoke to him as if he were a child.

Mu Zhi was both happy and afraid.

Xuan Xi wrapped his veined, muscular arm around Mu Zhi’s lower back and pulled him close. He took Mu Zhi’s cold feet in his hands and smiled. “Don’t be shy. Put your feet on me, and your husband will warm them up.”

Mu Zhi was ticklish. He curled his feet and tried to scoot away, then looked up at him with beautiful eyes sparkling like shards of light. Shyly, he said, “N-no, that’s embarrassing...”

Xuan Xi: “...”

Xuan Xi’s voice turned husky, his gaze growing more intense. “If you’re embarrassed, then I’ll take the lead...”

*

Droughts and floods came one after another, and the realm fell into chaos.

The Great Bang Dynasty collapsed, and countless people became refugees. The dead lay everywhere.

To escape the fighting and find food, people from the surrounding villages begged their way south. Countless other refugees joined them along the way.

Xuan Xi protected his young husband as they traveled with the refugee party, always finding ways to get him food until he had grown soft, plump, and beautiful.

The people who had abandoned him came crawling back.

Mu Zhi: “I’m not going with you.”

Former husband: “You were once my husband...”

Mu Zhi: “My husband told me not to argue with dogs!”

Wait, there’s also another modern-day book with the same top-protects-bottom theme coming soon.

“Pampering Him Rotten [Reborn]”

Please add it to your reading list, I’m begging you, bang bang bang!!!

2024.3.31

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