Heartslayer

[Upcoming historical fantasy: "The Young Lord of the Dragon's Pride Keeps His Good-for-Nothing Disguise On". "Straight to Crooked" is currently serializing. Please add them to your collection!]

Chu Heng, who had won every major award in the entertainment industry, suddenly died and transmigrated into the body of a Demon Lord. They said he was a mad, lawless killer who slaughtered people for pleasure.

Chu Heng looked at the letters the Demon Lord had left behind. Every word was heartfelt.

What a fool, still lovesick over someone.

Fine, I'll help him.

*

The amnesiac god he found at the bottom of the Wangchuan River was handsome and graceful, but the film he made based on the letters got no response. His clansmen and elders only made things worse.

"I hear he stays by Your Lordship's side every moment. His loyalty is admirable."

"If you love each other, give him a title already."

"If Your Lordship has no feelings for him, you should let him go soon."

Conflicts between gods and demons kept growing, and it was imperative to distribute the film across the four seas.

Chu Heng could only nod.

On their wedding night, Chu Heng was drugged in his wine and spent the night with him. Then he avoided Yan Kongqing for twenty days.

When he faced him again, the scene before his eyes was etched into his mind forever.

Yan Kongqing knelt in a pool of blood, the double-petaled lotus mark between his brows dazzling and sinister.

The venomous curse was called Heartbane, and it had been made for Yan Kongqing, that lotus.

*

The curse was lifted, and the letters reached their final page.

In the secret realm, inside the tale, Chu Heng looked up at Yan Kongqing.

"What am I to you?"

"A dear friend."

The story ended there, but Yan Kongqing's body drew closer and closer, their breaths mingling.

Chu Heng leaned in and kissed him first.

"They're dear friends, but you're the one I love."

Years later, turmoil between the gods and demons dragged them into the grudges and passions of the previous generation. No one could escape.

When the double-petaled lotus bloomed again between Yan Kongqing's brows, the warmth in his eyes gradually faded.

Facing Yan Kongqing's unfamiliar, distant gaze, Chu Heng tossed down a marriage contract.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am your husband."

No matter how they schemed and struggled, no matter how many monsters and villains stood in his way, Chu Heng would make them all submit to the law. He would unite the divine and demonic paths, expose every conspiracy, and bring an end to the world's turmoil.

P.S. 1. Chu Heng (not-so-serious bottom) x Yan Kongqing (very serious top)

2. 1v1, mutual feelings, both pure

3. The top loses his memory twice

4. The whole thing is utter nonsense

Historical fantasy: "The Young Lord of the Dragon's Pride Keeps His Good-for-Nothing Disguise On"

When the throne changes hands, even family members turn against each other, and those who back the wrong side are bound to meet a grisly end. As soon as the second prince of Tianqi took the throne, an unjust imperial decree condemned the Grand Tutor's residence. Overnight, Ji Fengyao, the Grand Tutor's eldest grandson, lost his entire family.

Ji Fengyao, whom everyone called unbelievably stupid and too weak to harm a chicken, slipped into a secret passage amid the clash of blades, hoping to summon the guards his master had left behind. But a curly-haired man named Qu Zhenfeng, who had appeared from nowhere, intercepted him.

He claimed to be the young lord of Cangfeng Manor, sent by Ji Fengyao's master.

The real young lord, Ji Fengyao, stared at him in disbelief, his eyes reddening as he threw himself into the man's arms. "I'm so scared."

Then the power struggles at court spread into the martial world, and the manor's secret manual from years ago became a coveted treasure.

The lovers in bed were at odds, secretly vying against each other.

The guards left behind by his master also thoroughly uncovered Qu Zhenfeng's identity.

Ji Fengyao destroyed every page filled with information about him, then kissed Qu Zhenfeng's fingers as he lay unconscious.

"It's all right. He just has to be mine."

*

Qu Zhenfeng, the seventh prince of Beili, was unloved and had been afflicted by a parasitic curse since birth. To rid himself of it, he sought the secret manual of Cangfeng Manor and infiltrated the capital, only to end up saving Ji Fengyao by chance.

When he helped Ji Fengyao escape an assassination, Ji Fengyao's eyes filled with tears.

When he helped him with his personal needs, Ji Fengyao's eyes filled with tears.

When he was badly injured avenging him, Ji Fengyao's eyes filled with tears.

Qu Zhenfeng's heart stirred. Perhaps the secret manual really had nothing to do with him.

But the deadline arrived, and when the curse flared up, Ji Fengyao suddenly became a different person.

Qu Zhenfeng looked up at Ji Fengyao as the line of death spread from his heart to his neck, held in that man's hand.

"Want my blood? Beg me, and I'll give it to you."

"Please, A-Yao..."

The parasites gnawed at Qu Zhenfeng's body. He couldn't tell what that look in Ji Fengyao's eyes meant.

Just when he had given up hope, Ji Fengyao bit his lower lip and kissed him.

"Be good and stay by my side."

Theme: Peace above all.