Everyone knows that Qing Li, the head of the Hehuan Sect, and Xuan Ze, the Demon Lord, have been entangled in a love-hate relationship for a hundred years. They are truly a pair of bitter lovers.
Then one day, news came from the Demon Realm that Xuan Ze had failed his tribulation and his soul had been scattered.
At the same time, Qing Li's divine beast bone pearl transformed into a puppy. Qing Li adored fluffy little creatures, so she kept the dog demon by her side.
During a training expedition, someone noticed that the dog demon carried the Demon Lord's aura and, horrified, told Qing Li.
The dog demon immediately turned into Qing Li's favorite fluffy little puppy. Its round head rubbed against her cheek, looking utterly harmless.
Qing Li's heart melted. What bad intentions could a cute little dog possibly have?
She retorted, "It's just an ordinary dog demon, too weak to even take care of itself. It has nothing to do with the Demon Lord."
"Arf!" the dog demon agreed.
Little did anyone know that night, in a deserted corner, the dog demon swiftly killed the gossip and scattered the ashes.
His eyes were full of murderous intent, though his face wore a cruel smile. Nothing and no one would stand in the way of him being with Qing Li.
#When the Demon Lord can't stay with the one he loves, but a scheming little puppy can, woof woof woof#
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A clever, resilient beauty x a possessive, unhinged man who hides his true nature [Love by Force]
Lu Chuyu transmigrated into a restricted novel as its heroine. From the start, she married an elderly prince to bring him good fortune, only for him to die as soon as she arrived at his home.
According to the original plot, his eighteen stepsons would take turns tormenting her, leaving her to live in misery.
To survive, she turned her attention to the only upright gentleman in the book, the heir apparent, Chu Zhi.
Chu Zhi was disciplined and courteous, as elegant as a jade tree, and possessed of impeccable character. There was just one problem: he thought his younger brothers had lost their minds over her, a femme fatale, and wanted Lu Chuyu to be buried with their father.
Faced with the choice between dying sooner and being reborn sooner, or dying later after enduring humiliation, Lu Chuyu chose to take an arrow for Chu Zhi. She even confessed her deep love for him, hoping to stir his sympathy.
As expected, Chu Zhi's attitude toward her changed. He arranged for people to take care of her daily needs and, after her injuries healed, let her stay by his side and protected her.
He was a good man, but his younger brothers never stopped causing trouble. Unable to bear it any longer, Lu Chuyu staged a drowning and faked her death to escape.
Six months later, she found a good man in a remote village. On the day they married, over a hundred soldiers broke through the door. Then a figure in black slowly approached and set her home ablaze.
Amid the towering flames, Chu Zhi smiled gently, but his gaze was as sinister as a demon's. "As expected, you're a femme fatale, A Yu. I should never have spared your life."
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Chu Zhi had always been proper and courteous, never once crossing the line. Then, on the day she took an arrow for him, she said she loved him and would never change her mind. For the first time, he coveted his stepmother.
Later, he discovered that her love had all been a lie.
If you do something wrong, you must be punished.
In the dim secret chamber, a woman's soft, wanton whimpers filled the air. He slowly rubbed the calluses on his fingertips against her soft earlobe and asked in a husky voice, "Tell me, who is it you love?"
#Lu Chuyu: If I'd known Chu Zhi was worth eighteen men, I should've chosen to die sooner and be reborn sooner#
A hodgepodge of fetishes. If it's not your thing, don't read or complain.
Theme: No matter what, keep striving to live.
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