A Collection of Ancient-Style Short Stories

Warning: The top is weaker and the bottom is stronger. The top is beautiful and cute, while the bottom is handsome and powerful. In any case, the bottom is always taller than the top. Only borderline intimacy; the bottom keeps rubbing against the top's crotch. Read with caution.

1. Millennium (completed): Gentle, refined gentlemanly senior disciple top x Reborn usurper demon lord bottom. Includes magical male pregnancy.

Long ago, on a snowy night, blood stained the pure white ground. Meng Zhijiang said to Jun Zhu, "The strong prey on the weak. That's the rule I live by. Even if you hadn't saved me that day, if I survived, I would have killed them all first once I was strong enough."

He thought that, given Jun Zhu's personality, he would scold him, regret having misjudged him, and regret choosing to trust him and be with him.

But Jun Zhu didn't. He simply said to Meng Zhijiang, very seriously, "Did no one ever teach you properly? Once I find my junior brother, we'll establish a sect. I'll be your senior brother and teach you, all right?"

Unfortunately, later Meng Zhijiang went looking for Jun Zhu, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find him.

2. Seeing Snow: Kind, well-liked, virtuous mortal top x Cold-hearted, emotionless Taoist bottom who knows nothing of love. The top spends most of the story pining alone; the top dies; bad ending.

Evil spirits had emerged, bringing suffering to all living things. Chang Tao, sent down the mountain by his elders to exorcise demons, passed through a village burned and pillaged by monsters until only charred ruins remained. For some reason, he stopped and saved a mortal boy who should have died.

The boy was only fifteen or sixteen, about Chang Tao's age. His name was Zhou Ruoshui, and he had a sweet face and a ready smile. Despite all the suffering he'd endured, Zhou Ruoshui remained optimistic. Chang Tao, who had spent his life meditating in the mountains, had never met anyone like him.

The world that had once seemed pale and cold appeared to gain color with Zhou Ruoshui in it.

*

Zhou Ruoshui once told him, "My mother said that people who are too greedy get what's coming to them, so I won't wish for too much."

His expression was earnest, his smile pure and flawless, like a snowflake that would melt at the slightest touch.

"When you return to Shu Mountain someday, I'll become a sweeping disciple at a Taoist temple at its foot. Every day, I'll pray facing the immortal mountain and hope you'll always be able to hear me talking to you."

3. Incense for Summoning Souls: Dashing, spirited young noble top x Moody, sharp-tongued bottom. Bickering couple; an ancient-style online murder mystery game.

An old case set off a chain of deadly plots. Beneath the glittering surface, undercurrents churned. A once-powerful, unshakable family was plunged into darkness, and everything began to teeter on the brink of collapse... After a dream, Jing Huafei, heir to the Prince of Zhennan's household, entered the game himself and lit the strange trail of incense.

He would relive one old dream after another, dreams where the people had long since left and the tea had gone cold.

*

Following the events in the dream, Jing Huafei swallowed his humiliation, gritted his teeth, and put on a tearful, pleading voice as he addressed the man seated above him. "...Please, young master... show your servant some mercy."

The man in fine robes said nothing, turning the jade thumb ring on his hand at an unhurried pace.

Jing Huafei wondered: Was his acting still not good enough?

So he raised his voice and called again, "Young master..."

"Guards."

The man finally spoke, but his words were anything but kind.

"Drag him out."

Jing Huafei looked up and met a pair of mocking eyes, along with the man's chilling sneer.

*

After his first attempt to enter the dream failed, Jing Huafei woke up and declared, "So petty! So sharp-tongued and cold! I'd have to be cursed for eight lifetimes to marry a man like that!"

Meanwhile, in a prince's bedroom far away in the capital, Xiao Lian sat up and thought coolly, "Unpresentable appearance, impulsive and mindless, a complete fool."

Theme: Even in adversity, hold on to hope and take charge of your fate.