How Will the Wicked Little Beauty Rise to the Top?

Even after finally rising to the position of Underworld Queen, Shu Qing still dreamed of the past. He dreamed of his first year after being demoted to the Underworld. He had worked hard to secure a minor administrative post, thinking that once his punishment ended, he could return to the Immortal Mountains. But the Underworld King took a sudden interest in him, and he became the Underworld’s most reviled male concubine. Back then, trying to please the Underworld King, he called him “husband” for the first time. The man only sneered and pushed him away. “You think you’re worthy of calling me that?” The Underworld King was lofty and superior, looking down on him and treating him coldly, yet refusing to let him go. “You won’t leave without my permission. Even if you can go back, the Immortal Mountains won’t take you in again.” But later, that same pampered and noble Lord Underworld King knelt on one knee beside his bed, begging humbly, “Darling, drink your medicine. Take out all your anger on me, just don’t take it out on yourself.” Later still, the Lord Underworld King held him in his arms and whispered sweetly against his ear, “Call me husband again, will you? The baby’s already this big. At least call me that one more time.” After dreaming of the past, Shu Qing was in a bad mood. He saw the Underworld King lying beside him and kicked him hard. Half the Underworld King’s body was kicked off the bed. He woke up dazed, glanced at the little beauty on the bed throwing a tantrum and settling old scores, and didn’t dare say a word. He placed a hand on the little beauty’s rounded belly and could only coax him gently. “Is this little rascal giving you trouble again?” A mischievous, hot-tempered little butterfly who loves to hit people (shou) VS an even more mischievous Underworld King who’s always the one getting beaten up (gong) Old-school melodrama / groveling after the wife / amnesia / running away while pregnant / happy ending that still ties everything together Seriously, it’s 2025 and people are still writing stories like this? Yes, I am. I wanted this so badly, so I’m going to write the heck out of it. If the story isn’t what you expected, I recommend dropping it immediately. Don’t expect too much from the author. I just want to write some melodramatic groveling after the wife, with a little beauty running away while pregnant! (screams) ☆Forthcoming: Just a Little Peach Blossom☆ The Immortal Mountain where Zhi Mu lived was destroyed, leaving him with nowhere to go. A kind-hearted divine beast passing by offered him a ride, but its master objected. Yin Che, the Underworld’s second crown prince, born noble. Lofty and condescending, he looked down on all living things. Naturally, he didn’t take a little immortal like Zhi Mu seriously. He spoke with undisguised contempt. “He’s just a little peach blossom. Bringing him along would be a burden, and I don’t want the hassle of looking after him.” Zhi Mu was instantly at a loss, lowering his head in embarrassment and not daring to speak. * Later, though, he became engaged to the Underworld’s second crown prince and became Yin Che’s second wife. Yin Che gave him the very best of everything and treated him with care and consideration. Zhi Mu thought he had finally warmed Yin Che’s heart, and that Yin Che truly cared for him. Until one day, he happened to overhear Yin Che talking to someone else. “He’s just a little peach blossom. Letting him be my second wife is already doing him a favor. Did he really think I’d make him my principal wife?” Zhi Mu felt as if he’d been plunged into an ice cellar. He looked down at his slightly rounded belly, where he was carrying his and Yin Che’s child. The happy news he had been about to share had become a humiliation too shameful to speak of. * Later, amid pouring rain and thunder that crashed like mountains falling, the once-arrogant second crown prince of the Underworld stood drenched and disheveled, stubbornly keeping watch over the Immortal Mountain just to see Zhi Mu. But Zhi Mu kept the mountain gates shut and refused to meet him. No matter how long Yin Che waited, day and night, he received only one reply: “I’m just a little peach blossom. I’m not worthy of Your Highness’s kindness. Please leave as soon as you can.” Theme: Cherish what you have while you still have it.