After the Cold and Arrogant Dragon-Prince Became Jealous of Me

Recommended upcoming novel: The Last Beautiful Old-Species Human in the Galaxy My name is Bai Yi, a pretty face with no real cultivation talent, stuck at the third level of Qi Refining and surrounded by wolves. But it’s fine. I’m Long Aotian’s lackey, after all. No one out there would dare set their sights on me. So the only thing I have to worry about every day is one person. Long Aotian, Rong Zhenlü, is the universally admired first disciple of the revered Immortal Venerable, graceful as a crane and dignified as a pine. But I’m the only one who knows how twisted and spiteful he really is. I think he’s secretly jealous of me. From my very first day as Long Aotian’s lackey, he started staring at me for ages through a spell mirror. Gradually, whenever someone nearby complimented my looks, Long Aotian’s face would darken. But he was too proud to admit it, so the moment I turned around, he’d act like he couldn’t care less. He puts on a distant, lofty air, but he actually crushed a cup that precious. His pride must be getting the better of him. Sometimes he forces himself to compliment me, all awkward and red-faced. I pretend to be flattered, but I know he’s been tormenting me behind my back all along. He deliberately makes me do humiliating things, like help him bathe and warm his bed. He makes awful food and forces me to taste it for poison, insisting on watching me eat it, too. I have no choice but to pretend it tastes good. That’s when he smiles, cruelly pleased with himself. But even after I’ve become this much of a bootlicker, his jealousy keeps getting worse. Eventually, I wake up aching and itchy all over every day, covered in marks from being secretly beaten. What a bastard. Tsk. At this rate, he’ll kick me out of the sect before long. Hahaha, but getting kicked out would be even better. I can’t be bothered to work a single day, so I’ll get to retire early! I pretend not to know about the dark side hidden beneath his bright, righteous public image, while secretly saving up a pile of money and staying ready to get fired at any moment. Then one day, I discovered a secret. Holy crap! I’m actually a spy sent by a rival sect! The mission note spelled it out clearly: assassinate Long Aotian and bring his head back to the sect. No way. I’m not doing anything illegal. That night, I grabbed my bundle and made a run for it. Long Aotian, the villainous sect, none of it had anything to do with me. Time to retire! * Retirement was comfortable and wonderful. The only downside was hearing that the lofty young immortal had fallen into demonic ways. I was shocked by how much the original story had changed. Luckily, this place was far from the plot, so I decided not to worry about it. But fate had other plans. That night, lightning flashed and thunder roared. After waiting out the rain, I finally headed home, only to find the street at the end of the road covered in corpses. In the rainy night, Long Aotian, drenched in blood, came to offer me a string of severed heads. His handsome, pale face twisted into a smile. “Yi Yi.” “You must have wanted to run away because of them.” “I’ve killed everyone who was controlling you. Now you can finally love me.” An unbelievably popular, emotionally oblivious beauty on the receiving end x a pure-hearted young man whose love turns him into a twisted, deranged stalker on the pursuing end. The main story is told in third person! Only the blurb is in first person! [The pursuer is pure-hearted at first.] Recommended upcoming novel: The Last Beautiful Old-Species Human in the Galaxy In the year 7549 of the Interstellar Era, humanity underwent one genetic evolution after another, finally transforming into flawless new humans. New humans generally have regular features, healthy bodies, and powerful mental strength. Their lifestyles are incredibly scientific: they consume the healthiest nutrient solutions, and most spend their entire lives single, relying on advanced technology to have children. They worship perfection and strength. The golden ratio has swept across the galaxy, and humanity’s standards of beauty have become increasingly exacting. Then an archaeological team unearthed a sleeping old-species human boy. The old-species boy’s skin is far too pale, and he’s so frail it’s pitiful, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. His hands and feet seem overly long, and his delicate features don’t fit the ideal male proportions. But he’s truly beautiful, like a legendary sea creature, irresistibly drawing everyone’s gaze. The whole galaxy wants to wake him. - On his return to the capital, the Empire’s Marshal Huo, the perfect of the perfect and the Empire’s right-hand man, immediately ordered that the old-species human be sent to the military. The people of the galaxy waited in terror, afraid that the Marshal, so devoid of human warmth, would throw the boy onto the front lines as cannon fodder. … Theme: Let the world be filled with love