A beauty who takes revenge for every slight as the shou x a crazy, scheming, narcissistic gong
Xie Kong was reborn, back on the eve of his family being wiped out and before the tyrant turned evil.
He tried to stop everything from happening, but he was still too late.
Yet as his family was being arrested and exterminated, the tyrant Qi Guixun, rumored to be cruel, bloodthirsty, and debauched, stood firmly behind him.
He was touched... and didn't dare move.
The next moment, Qi Guixun pinned him to the ground, making him lie on a bed of bones and soak in a pool of blood.
Qi Guixun looked dazed, as if he were looking at someone else through Xie Kong's eyes.
"Now that you've returned, we'll stay together forever, until death do us part."
Xie Kong: ???
Xie Kong was imprisoned by Qi Guixun.
The Twelve Immortal-Locking Towers rang with music every night, with red candles and gauzy curtains setting a sultry mood. Yet Qi Guixun didn't touch him, and even seemed to look at him with more disgust and loathing.
Three months later, rebels surrounded the city, risking their lives to rescue Xie Kong.
Less than a year later, the rebels returned and fought Qi Guixun in a decisive battle beneath the Immortal-Locking Towers.
Qi Guixun was defeated, and the Twelve Immortal-Locking Towers were completely destroyed. But before the former emperor could become a prisoner, an arrow pierced his heart.
At that moment, Xie Kong felt a heart-wrenching agony even more intensely than Qi Guixun did.
So the one whose blood flowed down an inescapable path, bound by the same flesh and bones, had been fated to be his all along.
Three years later, the Immortal-Locking Towers had been rebuilt. The world was at peace, with clear skies and calm seas.
The new emperor, Xie Kong, wandered into the Ghost Market and, by a twist of fate, ended up in the bridal sedan chair of the market's master.
A bridal sedan chair steeped in blood, a bed of bones for their union. Xie Kong felt a chill crawl up the back of his neck.
"I told you before: now that you've returned, we'll stay together forever, until death do us part!"
Content warning: Selfcest, selfcest, selfcest. The gong and shou are the same person in both body and mind.
Both are physically and emotionally devoted only to each other (themselves). No switching or breaking up.
This story is not suitable for readers who are possessive about either the gong or shou. Extreme fans of either, please do not read.
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Premise: Once you've seen the ocean, no other water will do; once you've seen Mount Wu, no other clouds will do.