I Pretended to Be the Villain, but Saved the Male Lead

[Complete] Bonus chapters are being prepared and will be released once the settlement is done. Beautiful, stubborn, soft-hearted powerful minister attacker × needy, sensitive, clingy receiver with maxed-out combat skills Lou Shuang was given a mission: play the villain. The villain was a snake in the grass, persecuted loyal officials, and deserved to die. There was a male protagonist in the book who fought his way through the capital, declared himself emperor, and publicly executed the villain. The book said the protagonist was a killing machine with no feelings or political sense, who knew only how to answer killing with killing. But Lou Shuang had never read the book... * Before the protagonist came looking to kill him, Lou Shuang found someone: Xia Shize, whom the powerful nobility had raised as a secret weapon. He had been tortured and was covered in scars, but he was innocent and kind. Lou Shuang took him home and felt as if he’d adopted the clingiest cat in the world. The cat had an intense possessive streak and spent all day circling him, meowing. Help! Why won’t this cat stop making noise? Watching Xia Shize cuddle up to him and beg for affection all day, Lou Shuang was at a loss. “What will you do when the protagonist kills me?” Later, Lou Shuang was trapped on the bed while Xia Shize lowered his head, cheeks red, and confessed his feelings again and again. “If you’re bored, Brother, you can play with me. Just don’t smile at them.” Then the System chose that moment to beep twice. [Boss, I’ve detected the protagonist within one meter of you.] What?! Is the protagonist hiding under my bed? Oh no, I slept with the protagonist. That makes my crime even worse. Also, why is the protagonist such a clingy little thing? Later still, Lou Shuang defied an imperial decree and let Xia Shize escape. The old emperor had him beheaded, and his head was rushed to the front lines at top speed. * Court gossip had it that, before Xia Shize rose to power, he had once given himself to a powerful minister of the previous dynasty. Later, that minister was executed, and no one dared speak of the affair again. But everyone remembered the sea of corpses beneath the capital in those days. The new ruler stood drenched in blood, looking like a madman, yet carefully cradled a small box. A bloody tear slid down the corner of his eye as he bowed his head and whispered, “Brother, we’re going home.” Bonus scene “What happened to my hair?!” Lou Shuang came back to life and grabbed the nonexistent neck of the System, demanding an explanation. “Cough, cough... It just hasn’t been colored in. It’s fine; everyone loves white hair now.” But the real question was: would Xia Shize like it? Anxiously making his way back to the little courtyard, Lou Shuang saw Xia Shize curled up asleep inside his wardrobe. A kitten feels safest sleeping somewhere that smells like you. Lou Shuang was about to carry him to bed when Xia Shize opened his eyes and hurriedly buried his face against Lou Shuang’s shoulder, his expression full of longing. “Brother, you came to get me? You’re still so beautiful as a ghost.” Lou Shuang was delighted too. If only you’d said you liked this color earlier. I worried for nothing. Here are a few things to know before reading. Enjoy! Both have intense feelings for each other. Both are virgins; strictly one-on-one; happy ending. The attacker isn’t physically weak. He’s a beauty with immense strength, gentle but talkative. He seems like a perfectly normal person, but he’s been crazy for a while. The receiver has a cruel streak. He’s like an immature little viper: poisonous but a bit dazed, and likes rubbing his head against people. The characters aren’t perfect. The political intrigue is just for fun. The setting is entirely fictional, so please don’t overanalyze it. The blurb has a tiny bit of angst for flavor. The rest is just the couple being affectionate. * Here’s the blurb for an upcoming novel. Don’t miss it! Faking My Death Twice: My Nemesis Dug Me Up After I Died Qin Zhihan, once the sword-wielding enforcer of an immortal sect and now a traitor, had been buried. His death had come at just the right time: he died suddenly before the truth came to light. At that moment, his spirit was floating over his own grave, watching his nemesis dig up his bones. It was hard not to feel devastated. I’m already dead. There’s no need to desecrate my corpse. Something’s changed... He’s taking my clothes off! Jiang Tan, are you a pervert?! Damn it, Jiang Tan turned me into a puppet. At first, he failed several times and secretly shed tears. I felt sorry for him, so I possessed my own body. Men really are impossible to resist when you let your guard down. Now I have to serve Jiang Tan tea and water. This stiff, old-fashioned guy even knows how to flirt. It’s practically workplace harassment. Worse, he’s investigating my past and thinks I had a good reason for everything... Qin Zhihan picked an auspicious day and faked his death again, escaping from his old body. After all, once you’ve done it, the second time comes easy. Goodbye, Jiang Tan. After your little puppet takes a sword for you, it won’t be repairable. After changing into a new body, Qin Zhihan casually stole his old one back. He stroked its pale face, his heart aching. What kind of clothes are these? They look like Jiang Tan’s. Change them. When Jiang Tan stormed in, Qin Zhihan was happily using his old body as a dress-up doll and playing with it. But then Jiang Tan held his sword to Qin Zhihan’s throat, eyes bloodshot, and asked, “What exactly was your history with Qin Zhihan?” Wait, what sort of story could I have with myself?! Bonus scene: Jiang Tan lifted the puppet’s chin and looked at the pale face of his old friend. Suddenly, he felt mischievous. “Call me Master.” Qin Zhihan’s dark eyes turned toward him, as if he didn’t understand what Jiang Tan meant. In a hoarse voice, he said, “Master.” Hearing those two words, Jiang Tan abruptly lost heart. Qin Zhihan had always been proud and aloof. You really aren’t him. Was it all just wishful thinking, in the end... Qin Zhihan, who had given up trying to make sense of things, was utterly confused. What happened? How am I not myself anymore? Theme: Those who never forget will surely hear an answer