After the Lazy Fish Became a Captive of the Enemy Nation's Tyrant

[Not abandoned. I’ll start posting once I have enough followers saved up, and I’m working hard to finish the whole manuscript first.]

Greedy, lazy, sickly beauty x violent, cold, obsessive ruler of an enemy kingdom | Transported into a romance game | System | Coercive love | The pursuer’s regret and groveling

Overworked 996 wage slave Ruan Zhichu worked overtime until he died suddenly, then found himself in the body of the emperor in a romance game. Before he could enjoy any of the perks of being emperor, disaster struck: his country fell, and he became a captive of the enemy nation’s tyrant.

The ruler of the enemy nation strode through the crimson moonlight. He forcibly lifted Ruan Zhichu’s jade-like face with one large hand and examined him. “Ruan Zhichu, is it? You really are quite the beauty.”

Then the tyrant Ling Jue gave him an amused look and ordered his men to lock Ruan Zhichu in the Golden Hall.

Ruan Zhichu, propping up his frail body, raged helplessly. “Let whoever wants it be emperor! Even if I have to bash my head in, I won’t...”

"Ding-dong! I’m your 666 System. As long as Host lives to a ripe old age and is buried in the imperial mausoleum after death, you’ll receive a bonus of one hundred million, plus a choice of where to be reborn in another world!"

A rabbit spoke in human words, in a deeply unsettling fashion.

Ruan Zhichu was thrilled. This was a hundred million! And he could choose a new world to live in. How could a wage slave like him resist such an incredible windfall?

So his expression changed at once, and he straightened his robes. “I’ll, I’ll be the emperor of this fallen kingdom and its captive people.”

But on second thought, how could a sickly man like him live to old age? And was the part about being buried in the imperial mausoleum after death for real? His country had already fallen!

In his excitement, Ruan Zhichu spat out several mouthfuls of blood. In his heart, he thought, Damn it! I’ve spent half my life working hard. This time, I’m going to slack off and let the chips fall where they may!

He took a few breaths, then could only lie there like a lazy fish, sprawled on the bed, half-dead.

But while “the emperor wasn’t worried, the eunuch was,” the System was only one Host short of meeting its performance target. It couldn’t let him keep slacking off!

Night fell.

"Ding-dong! Host’s life points +1 +1" The System’s notification kept ringing, disturbing his sleep.

Ruan Zhichu opened his eyes to find someone else on the bed. He was curled up in the stranger’s arms, surrounded by the scent of dragon’s blood incense, and the man was none other than the enemy king, Ling Jue, a brutal, bloodthirsty tyrant.

Ruan Zhichu was startled and took a deep breath of the fragrance mixed with dragon’s blood incense. His life points surged several times over!

Seizing the opportunity, the System came up with a plan and gave Ruan Zhichu a bottle of mysterious, golden-glowing potion for free.

The System’s plan: Use this potion to max out the tyrant’s affection. Once Ruan Zhichu recovered his health, he could turn his luck around, escape, and restore his kingdom!

Afterward, Ruan Zhichu lay in the imperial bed for a full half month, shedding tears of regret.

He confronted the System in a feeble voice. “Six-six-six, I clearly asked for a love potion. How did you give me a **** potion instead? Compensate me for my emotional distress!”

System: "If I said I picked up the wrong one, would you believe me, Host?"

Ruan Zhichu: “Maybe a little.”

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The concubines in the harem had waited in vain for His Majesty for years. One day, they heard rumors that Ling Jue was spending every night in the Golden Hall. The concubines found it ridiculous. The rumor had to be false.

How could His Majesty dote on a captive from a fallen kingdom?

That was, until one concubine was wandering through the imperial garden and saw her own king clutching the captive by the waist and kissing him by force.

The explosive news spread quickly throughout the palace and beyond. Everyone said the sinister tyrant had changed, and had fallen for one person.

Even Ling Jue himself had heard the rumors. Listening to his ministers warn him that he was raising a tiger to bite him, he couldn’t help but laugh. “You worry too much, my dear ministers. He’s nothing but a disposable plaything.”

Later, when his heart ailment flared up and pain tore through his chest and abdomen, only Ruan Zhichu’s presence could ease his suffering. He became the only cure for Ling Jue’s heart ailment.

Yet all Ruan Zhichu could think about was breaking free of Ling Jue’s special favor.

"Bonus Scene"

After countless failed escape attempts, the gold chain was once again fastened around Ruan Zhichu’s ankle. The tyrant gently stroked his soft cheek, his gaze tender and lingering. He lowered himself before him. “A Chu, what will it take for you to give me your heart?”

Ruan Zhichu snapped in anger, “I want the throne!”

Ling Jue’s eyes brimmed with indulgent amusement. “Fine. Point to a country, and I’ll conquer it. Being emperor is just being emperor. It makes no difference who sits on the throne.”

Ruan Zhichu: “...?” Is that for real?

[Reader’s Guide]

One-on-one, both pure and devoted

The receiver has a pain kink, and the pursuer has an addiction to ★. The pursuer is genuinely brutal in the early chapters.

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Theme: Stay positive and work hard on yourself