The Designated Errand Boy of Capital’s Heirs

[Romantic, domineering hero VS straight, unconventional uke]

Chen Zeming, a wage slave, transmigrates into a power fantasy novel aimed at male readers, becoming a lackey at the side of its protagonist, Lu Zhuonian.

Lu Zhuonian is a young master of the capital’s elite, born into a wealthy family. Handsome and imposing, he’s a pampered prince even among the rich kids.

To curry favor with Lu Zhuonian, the lackey gives up his dignity and principles, dutifully answering every summons. But Lu Zhuonian’s friends only treat him like a dog.

The young masters order him around, tease him, mock him, and humiliate him.

As an office drone himself, Chen Zeming’s fists clench as he watches.

This is supposed to be a power fantasy, so why am I the only one not enjoying it?! How is that fair!!!

No one helps me reach for the clouds, so I’ll trudge through the snow and climb the peak myself. It’s time to show those young masters the true power of an evil office drone.

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But Chen Zeming never expected that the orders and humiliations everyone talked about would be things like this:

Young Master A goes out. He has a driver, but insists Chen Zeming come pick him up.

Chen Zeming rushes over, windblown and dusty. A tosses him the keys to a luxury car and sneers. “A dog wouldn’t ride in that junk. This Maserati’s color suits you. Take it.”

Young Master B is buying a house. He has an agent, but insists Chen Zeming come along.

Chen Zeming has barely touched the redwood furniture in the mansion when B tosses him a purchase contract. “I bought you a place while I was at it. See more of the world, and you won’t think redwood is so expensive.”

Young Master C is investing. He has an advisor, but insists Chen Zeming invest for him.

Chen Zeming stares at the stocks, wide-eyed. C tosses him a bank card and says disdainfully, “Here’s ten million to practice with. Keep the profits. I’ll cover the losses.”

…

This… is how they humiliate people?

It’s… actually pretty satisfying.

Corrupted by money, Chen Zeming loses all his strength and resolve.

Ambition to reach the clouds: -40%

Number of properties: +40

Evil power: -100

Savings balance: +100,000,000,000

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When Young Master D is about to give Chen Zeming the puppy he’s grown tired of playing with, the usually unflappable Lu Zhuonian loses his composure.

Lu Zhuonian pins Chen Zeming into a corner, his gaze dark. “They’re treating you this way because I told them to. Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Chen Zeming’s lashes flutter. He looks up at Lu Zhuonian, then quickly lowers his head and says, deeply embarrassed, “Could you… humiliate me a little more?”

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Later, pinned against the floor-to-ceiling window, Chen Zeming deeply regrets running his mouth for money.

Lu Zhuonian grips his neck and makes him look at himself in the mirror. His breath is hot, his voice husky. “Mianmian, do you like being humiliated like this?”

"Reader’s guide"

[1] The seme is sick, with the kind of sickness the blurb isn’t allowed to describe.

[2] Both are each other’s first and only.

[3] The seme is a hopeless romantic born into a family of immense wealth and privilege.

[4] The uke’s name comes from: “Beneath the moon and before the breeze, free and at ease; sing when inspired, sleep when tired.” Judging by the imagery, he seems pretty open to it?

[5] The puppy Young Master D wants to give him is an actual dog, but the seme thinks it’s that kind of dog and panics.

[6] Lots of red-envelope gifts will appear in the comments, sent randomly by the System. There are no hints or implications behind them, so please don’t read too much into it.

Coming soon, please check it out: ❤ "Special Techniques for Usurping the Throne as a Foolish Emperor!"❤

In his previous life, Fu Chenghan was a foolish emperor. During a campaign he personally led, he fell for the enemy’s scheme to sow discord and replaced Xiao Xun, a great general whose achievements had overshadowed the throne. His army was defeated, and he was captured.

Xiao Xun turned the tide, slaughtering the enemy amid the chaos and killing eighteen of their generals before rescuing him.

Fu Chenghan realized what a rare pillar of the state Xiao Xun was. He took an arrow for him and died.

0-1-18. The record speaks for itself!

He opened his eyes and found himself ten years in the past.

The realm was still intact. Fu Chenghan was sixteen, and the future general was still a young imperial guard assigned to watch over him every day.

Most importantly, his peerless god-of-war father, who had died young, was still alive!

Fu Chenghan threw his arms around his imperial father’s leg and swore he’d keep his father healthy and ensure he ruled for thousands of years.

When his father took pills recklessly, Fu Chenghan tried them first. When his father was attacked, Fu Chenghan took the blade. When his father confiscated a family and executed its members, Fu Chenghan rescued them. When his father indulged in beauty, he… Wait, why did his father take the Prime Minister to bed!

So when an emperor favors his officials, does that always end with them in bed? No wonder Father never suspected his ministers of rebellion. They might quarrel at the head of the bed, but make up at its foot. Your father is still your father!

If he’d been close to Xiao Xun in his previous life, the enemy could have tried a hundred ways to drive them apart and still never have succeeded.

Fu Chenghan reflected on the painful lesson and decided to build his political circle early. He’d better hurry up and start favoring a few people.

First and foremost, of course, was Xiao Xun, his future general who would guard the realm.

Fu Chenghan followed the example of wise rulers of old, sharing a carriage and a seat with Xiao Xun and sleeping with their feet together. But he still hadn’t figured out how to favor a man.

Xiao Xun was reserved, restrained, stubborn, and taciturn. No matter what Fu Chenghan said, he refused to teach him.

Fu Chenghan persisted and planned to teach himself.

That night, while Xiao Xun was asleep, he secretly undid the man’s military robe. Beneath the snow-white undergarment was a sturdy, powerful chest. Its warm body heat made him nervous. Lower down, something bulged like a horse.

Xiao Xun woke up.

Fu Chenghan felt inexplicably nervous and hastily backpedaled. “Tonight, tonight you can sleep by yourself. I need to find someone else. The strategists are waiting for me.”

Xiao Xun grabbed Fu Chenghan and pulled him back, pinning him beneath him like prey.

At last, Fu Chenghan learned how to favor his ministers.

After that night, Xiao Xun became even more devoted, willing to be beaten and scolded, and happy to serve him hand and foot.

By day, he rode the horse. By night, the horse rode him :(

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Blurb completed on 2024.11.13 and saved by a friend after it was posted. Steal the concept and I’ll cry.

Theme: Be brave and fearless, strive for self-improvement, and build a harmonious society!