Shizun, Your Inner Voice Is So Loud

[Upcoming story: "The Attendant Historian Is Always Sleepy." A historical romance with a light, sweet, doting tone. Blurb below~ Please add it to your collection~

Blurb:

[Beautiful nine-tailed fox disciple bottom x Master top who pretends not to be a fluff lover]

The young lord of the demon realm, the only nine-tailed celestial fox in the world,

had fallen.

The aloof immortal master of the human realm unexpectedly took in a fluffy little spirit fox as his disciple.

*

But the immortal master didn't know that his little disciple could always hear his thoughts.

Looking at his beautiful disciple, the immortal master calmly said, "You look all right."

Inside, he was wildly excited: "As expected of the little spirit fox I raised! Calling him the most beautiful in the Three Realms would still be an understatement. I have to show him off properly."

The little disciple smiled, thinking, "As long as you're happy."

*

The immortal master was always puzzled. Why was he struck by lightning whenever his little disciple was? Why did he get a headache whenever his disciple was injured?

Oh, so he had a one-way empathic link with him.

The immortal master thought, "Taking lightning strikes for him and sharing his injuries... Am I some kind of masochist?"

*

When the little spirit fox recovered his memories, he transformed into a powerful figure.

Once the whole truth came to light,

The little spirit fox thought, "My master is actually my childhood sweetheart, and the kind I married a thousand years ago. I want to die."

The immortal master thought, "So I'm just a disposable tool to you, and I still love you after all that?"

He sighed. "I really am a masochist."

[One-way mind reading + one-way empathy / unexpected childhood sweetheart / falling in love with one's own idea]

Nine-tailed fox disciple bottom x seemingly aloof, inwardly gossipy and sharp-tongued master top

(Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Deification, Mahayana, True Immortal.

Each stage is divided into early, middle, and late phases.)

Upcoming story blurb:

Jiang Nanzhi, son of the current Grand Tutor, came from a respectable family and had a handsome, refined appearance. After enduring countless hardships and passing the imperial examinations, he finally secured a position as an imperial diarist.

But on his first day on the job, he used the imperial diary as a pillow, curled up beside the emperor's bed, and slept as though the world didn't exist.

The emperor, who got into bed early, looked at the lump at his feet: "..."

Jiang Nanzhi: The Hall of Mental Cultivation is so warm. Let me sleep a little longer... just a little.

During court, he squatted beside the dragon throne to take notes, his steady breathing echoing by the emperor's ear.

Emperor: "How about I have a chair brought for you, my dear official? That way you'll sleep more comfortably."

Jiang Nanzhi, completely missing the sarcasm: "Your Majesty, wouldn't that be inappropriate...?"

Emperor: "Then stop sleeping!"

Officials: "..."

Jiang Nanzhi: "???"

*

Jiang Nanzhi slept even more soundly than the emperor during his night shift. In his dreams, a man in a suit held him in his palm, pinched his soft little bottom, and stroked the spines on his body...

Jiang Nanzhi: (◎_◎;) Why did I turn into a hedgehog!?

A man with the emperor's face: "Be good, little squeaker. Don't raise your spines."

Later, whenever he fell asleep in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he had all kinds of strange dreams.

Including, but not limited to, being kicked into the emperor-faced man's pocket so he could go to work, and being made to sleep on the man's abs...

And whenever he woke up in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Jiang Nanzhi could feel a spine-chilling stare. The emperor was watching him with a complicated expression.

Jiang Nanzhi: (??ì _ í??) How terrifying.

He swore he would never sleep on duty again!

But it was so cold, and he couldn't help wanting to hibernate...

So he nodded off and rolled his eyes in front of the emperor.

The emperor, whose head hurt from watching him sway, picked up the imperial diary and said, "Go to sleep. I'll write it down myself."

Jiang Nanzhi: The emperor is so nice! ^o^

Reading Guide:

A sweet story with no angst. The logic is nothing special, and a lot of it is made up. Everything serves the romance.

An unconventional past life and present life setup: the past life is modern, the present life is historical. The dream world is the past life, with a somewhat smaller portion of the plot, while the real world is the present life.

Theme: None