The Pure-Hearted Shadow Guard Has Designs on Me

Mutual pampering, gong-focused. Control freaks, stay away.

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Prince Shen Shuo of Changping is the protagonist of a conquest novel. After an odd dream, conquest targets keep appearing around him. They steal his personal clothes, burn down the tavern he frequents, drug his wine, and shamelessly insist they want to "spend their lives together" with him.

Shen Shuo: ...Do I look like a masochist to you?

Luckily, his most trusted shadow guard, Xie Xinlou, is at his side. When faced with these "ill-intentioned" conquest targets, Xie Xinlou cuts them down with his blade, spraying blood three feet into the air.

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Xie Xinlou is a handsome, icy mountain of a man, decisive in killing and steadfastly loyal. He is the sharpest blade at Prince Shen Shuo's disposal.

After enduring "persecution" for a long time, Shen Shuo is mentally strained and moody. Only with Xie Xinlou at his side can he feel safe and at ease.

As a shadow guard, Xie Xinlou has always been dutiful, indifferent to love, and as cold as a block of wood.

As a result, Shen Shuo increasingly ignores propriety around him, leaving his door open when he goes to sleep, tossing his clothes aside when he bathes, and walking around naked in front of him.

Yet even with Shen Shuo convinced he was "safe," his personal belongings kept disappearing more and more often.

Furious, Shen Shuo gritted his teeth: If I find out who's responsible, I'll have them cut into a thousand pieces!

But as he investigated, the trail led to his own shadow guard.

Shen Shuo refused to believe it: ...There must be some misunderstanding. Xinlou and I grew up together. He's the most innocent and adorable person I know. How could he do something so vile?

Shen Shuo: I'll give you a chance to explain.

Xie Xinlou said with a stiff expression: This subordinate would never let Your Highness suffer the slightest harm.

Shen Shuo: I believe you, but why did you steal my personal clothes?

Xie Xinlou, his face turning red despite his composure: ...

Shen Shuo: ...Wait, why are you blushing?!

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Bonus scene:

Physician: Your Highness, may I ask how long Lord Xie has been blushing? It doesn't look like a cold.

Xie Xinlou: ...

Shen Shuo (calmly): Oh, we've indeed been a little worn out at night these past few days.

Xie Xinlou: …

Housekeeper: Someone help! Lord Xie is spontaneously combusting!!

P.S.:

1. An alternate world with elementary-school logic. Just read for fun.

2. Mutual pampering, mutual pampering, mutual pampering. Both are virgins. 1v1, happy ending.

Please bookmark my upcoming mutual-pampering, gong-focused story! "The Villainous Widower Awakens"

Song Lianyi had a gentle, beautiful Daoist partner. On the hundredth anniversary of their bond, they stood hand in hand atop Cang Mountain and vowed never to part, in this life or the next.

In the blink of an eye, they were both struck by heavenly lightning. When Song Lianyi woke, he found that not only was his wife gone, but an impossible scene had appeared in his mind.

In the scene, he was the villain of this world, while his beloved wife was the spirit of the divine sword that protected the world, wielded by the protagonist. In his previous life, he had lost his mind and targeted the protagonist, repeatedly trying to kill him. His wife, who had lost her memories, was forced to fight him, and in the end died by his own blade for the sake of the protagonist.

Song Lianyi laughed in fury: What kind of bullshit plot is this? Give me back my wife!

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The heavenly lightning struck them at the very start of the plot.

The protagonist's party passed through a certain place and came upon Song Lianyi, looking utterly miserable.

The protagonist asked curiously, "Who are you mourning?"

Song Lianyi gazed with deep affection at Pei Sixue's cold face. "The wife who abandoned me."

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Ever since waking from a deep sleep, Pei Sixue had felt as if something were missing, and he was growing increasingly irritable. To make matters worse, Song Lianyi shamelessly joined the group and spent day and night chattering in his ear about his wife.

Song Lianyi cooked for him: "My wife's specialty soup. It's delicious."

He made his bed: "My wife always made the softest beds."

He blocked a sword for him: "My wife taught me this move. Cool, right?"

Song Lianyi never stopped talking, but he took meticulous care of Pei Sixue. Pei Sixue kept a cold expression, but his heart gradually filled with sourness.

Until Song Lianyi took out a jade pendant and, as usual, rambled in his ear: "This is the token of our love from back then. We promised never to abandon each other, even in death."

Pei Sixue finally couldn't take it anymore. His face red, he slapped the pendant away. "If you miss your wife so much, why are you telling me? Go find him!"

Who knew Song Lianyi wouldn't get angry? Instead, he picked up the pendant in a wounded huff, brushed off the dust, and muttered, "How could I go looking for him? He's lost his memories right now and is getting jealous of himself and taking it out on me."

Pei Sixue: ???

Theme: Trust is precious