This Minister Seeks a Good End

Currently serializing in my column: Have I Had Enough Fun Before the Demon Lord's Secret Identity Is Exposed? Come take a look as you pass by! (Waving a handkerchief to get your attention)

Shen Yanqing wasn't an upright man. Through opportunistic betting, he managed to land the title of Junior Tutor. While the emperor was still young, he took control of the government and enjoyed unmatched power and glory for a time.

But good times never last. As the young emperor grew taller and angrier by the day, Shen Yanqing, quick to read the room, packed up and got out. He even pressed the imperial seal onto the edict by guiding the young emperor's hand.

Before leaving, Junior Tutor Shen held the young emperor's hand and said earnestly, "With someone of my background, simply making it to the end of my life would be a stroke of luck. I beg Your Majesty to grant me that much."

The young emperor gazed steadily at him. "I'll wait for Teacher to return."

Shen Yanqing agreed over and over, tears streaming down his face, then left the capital at top speed.

As if! Once the young emperor understood a little more about the world, how could Shen Yanqing expect to get away unscathed? He might as well hide away in his place of exile, enjoy the scenery, and live out the rest of his life. That would be a lucky escape.

Every year, he diligently wrote memorials of apology and sent them to the capital, exchanging polite pleasantries with the young emperor. He figured that in a few years, once he had been completely forgotten, he could stop dealing with all that nonsense. Then an urgent secret letter arrived in Wenzhou, bearing just one sentence:

"I know I don't have much time left. I only want to see Teacher once more."

Shen Yanqing gritted his teeth, mounted his horse, and rode day and night back to the capital. But the young emperor, whom the messenger had said was gravely ill with no hope of recovery, was full of vigor and came out to welcome him in person.

Shen Yanqing: …

Shen Yanqing: Where are the executioners hiding?

The young emperor shook his head, took his hand, and said that he had come to understand many things over the years.

Shen Yanqing: ...?

The young emperor smiled brightly. "I love you."

A diligent, fate-chosen emperor who falls deeply in love, gong x a gentle imperial tutor who changed careers from imperial bodyguard and serves devotedly to the end, shou

Monogamous, no harem, one person for life~

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Character art: 2611 Yidada (Mi)

Cover design: songge

----The following is the blurb for the cultivation novel being serialized next door----

Have I Had Enough Fun Before the Demon Lord's Secret Identity Is Exposed?

Good and evil have never coexisted. The Demon Lord Mei Jie came up with a sneaky plan.

He would choose a child with excellent spiritual roots and raise him to become the leader of the righteous path. Then, when they faced off on the battlefield, he would reveal his identity and give those self-righteous righteous-path cultivators a good, hard lesson.

With a bright future ahead, Mei Jie happily put on a secret identity and personally took the child under his wing.

"I am the Flower God from the heavens, descended to help you temper your body and ascend to immortality."

When the child advanced, he gave him a sword. When the child was injured, he applied medicine. When he was cold, Mei Jie took off his own clothes and gave them to him; when he was tired, Mei Jie kept him company and made him laugh.

He stuffed every opportunity he could into the child's hands and personally led him to countless rare treasures. He poured out his heart, his soul, and his money, wishing he could let the child win all the heavenly treasures in the entire cultivation world.

He worked diligently to raise the child into a renowned, exemplary chief disciple of the sword sect.

He became famous throughout the Three Realms, known by everyone far and wide.

But then the child was struck by a love poison. His cultivation was about to be ruined, and the wonderful future Mei Jie had imagined looked ready to burst like a bubble.

In a panic, a thought struck Mei Jie:

"The Flower God also governs marriage. If you have someone you love..."

He had already given him rare delicacies and treasures. Maybe it would be nice to give him a beautiful lover, too.

But the child only stared at him with red-rimmed eyes, saying nothing, his hand, calloused from gripping a sword, holding Mei Jie's waist with restrained force.

Mei Jie:

Mei Jie: This is bad.

Song Wuyuan's parents separated when he was young. Before anyone had ever cared for him for even a single day, he was sent away to become someone else's senior fellow disciple.

Looking after his fellow disciples took all his time and energy, and the responsibilities of being chief disciple left him afraid to relax for even a moment.

It seemed no one ever saw him as a living, breathing person. They only wanted to squeeze out of him the unprecedented achievement of uniting the righteous path.

Fortunately, there was still one god in this world who took pity on him, someone willing to wipe away a warm tear and share his thoughts.

But though he had received this kindness for three hundred years, the feelings he should never have had only grew more intense.

He secretly kept the immortal's silk handkerchief and strands of hair. Their faint plum-blossom fragrance teased him in his dreams night after night.

He had never let worldly things distract him, always free of ego and attachment.

But in this one matter...

His reckless desire was boundless. He wanted to drag the immortal down into the mortal world.

Steady, restrained, exemplary chief senior disciple of the sword sect, gong x carefree, arrogant, unrestrained, snake-like demon lord with a mental disorder, shou

Monogamous, one person for life~

[Cultivation stages: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Out-of-Body, Spirit Separation, Fusion, Great Ascension]

Theme: Love never ends