The World-Weary Minister Transmigrates into His Nemesis's Fake Crown Prince

A refined scoundrel of an emperor in a position of power, the top × a seductive, scheming minister with self-destructive tendencies, the bottom

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Li Fuyang devoted his life to serving the ruler of the Lantiao Kingdom, only to be branded a treacherous minister and imprisoned deep within the palace in his final days.

Tired of barely surviving, Li Fuyang ended his life with a cup of poisoned wine.

In the end, the only person willing to collect his corpse was the tyrant Li Huai, the enemy ruler he had fought his whole life.

When Li Fuyang opened his eyes, he had been reborn, back at the age of fifteen.

The good news: he had been reborn in the body of a fool in the enemy kingdom who shared his name.

The bad news: the fool was Li Huai's son.

Ha! What kind of joke was this? He had to be the son of his archenemy?

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The original owner of the body had been doted on for twenty years. Once it was revealed that he was not of royal blood, he was subjected to torture until not even his bones remained.

With five years left until his identity was exposed, Li Fuyang first decided to restore the Lantiao Kingdom and put a different ruler on the throne.

Later, he decided to defect to Li Huai and help him dominate the world.

In the end, Li Fuyang lay flat in front of Li Huai every day, living off him and waiting to die. He figured he might as well die before his identity came to light and get an early start on his next life.

Still, to keep enjoying his current wealth and luxuries, Li Fuyang inevitably had to offer Li Huai a little guidance on ruling the realm and come up with a few plans.

And so, as he lazed around, the kingdom grew powerful, the people prospered, Li Huai's hold on power grew secure, and the number of ministers rallying around him steadily increased. Meanwhile, Li Fuyang drifted farther and farther from death.

Li Huai even kept holding him and praising him without reservation: "My Fuyang is amazing."

Li Fuyang: ...What's going on? Aren't I supposed to be a good-for-nothing?

As his supposed time of death drew near, Li Fuyang panicked. He picked an auspicious day and decided to hang himself from a roof beam.

But before he could hang the silk from the beam, it was wrapped around his body that night instead.

Li Fuyang was bound tightly, unable to move. The culprit lowered his head and pressed it against Li Fuyang's forehead. Though he wore a beaming smile, his tone was especially cold. "Fuyang, be good and don't make trouble."

Li Fuyang sensed the tender affection in his words, and his throat tightened for a moment. "I'm your son..."

"I know, my good son. Last time you wanted to trade two cities with me for Jinzhou, remember how many times you called me Father that night? I remember every one."

Li Fuyang: "..."

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In his previous life, Li Fuyang was ordered to negotiate with Li Huai in hopes of securing a strategic military stronghold.

By day, they clashed fiercely at the negotiating table. At night, he had straddled Li Huai, his clothes half-undone, and tangled with him in a passionate embrace.

Reader's Guide:

1. Both characters are reborn, and they are each other's only partners. The top has no empress, consorts, concubines, or even palace maids serving him personally.

2. The age gap is fifteen years, both in their past and present lives.

3. The bottom was never included in the royal family genealogy. By the time their romance begins, everyone already knows he and the top are not related by blood.

4. This is not a childcare story, and there isn't much plot before the bottom turns eighteen.

5. The top is a bad man, and the bottom is no saint either. In a way, this is an archenemies romance.

Theme: Live well and keep striving.