The Tyrant

[Manic, sinister older top emperor X tough-on-the-outside, soft-on-the-inside swordsman bottom]

In the sixteenth year of the Qingfen era, Chu Yuhan ascended the throne and began his path as a "tyrant."

That very day, he bathed the Chu Palace in blood and purged the court.

Tens of thousands were beheaded, and everyone throughout Chu lived in fear.

Chu Yuhan hated the late emperor, hated the state of Chu, and hated Shen Huaichuan.

"Shen Huaichuan" was dead, having died on the way to marry into another kingdom in his place.

The next time Chu Yuhan saw Shen Huaichuan was outside the palace.

He had the same scent, carried a pouch like Shen Huaichuan's, and even had the same name.

A "Shen Huaichuan" who was identical in every way had been bestowed upon him by heaven. He belonged to Chu Yuhan alone.

Shen Huaichuan's bad luck began the moment he entered Yanjing. When he first met Chu Yuhan, he mistook him for a thief and tried to strip him.

The second time, he accidentally climbed into Chu Yuhan's bed, then hurriedly left.

The third time... Shen Huaichuan never thought he would see him again.

When they met again, Shen Huaichuan felt that something was very wrong...

One on top, one beneath.

One kneeling, one seated.

Chu Yuhan wasn't an ordinary swordsman. He was a god of slaughter, a tyrant everyone wanted dead.

He smiled and bared his fangs. "You can't escape."

In one sentence: It begins with coercion and ends with submission.

Ongoing novel: The Capital's Top Martial Laureate

A delicate dice carved with red beans, a longing so deep it reaches the bones. Do you know how much I miss you?

Bewitching, seductive, scheming top vs. seemingly sweet but secretly ruthless bottom who always repays a grudge

In his previous life, Shen Heng was accused of treason and branded a traitor who deserved to die.

The person he loved sent him into enemy territory with their own hands.

He suffered every kind of humiliation and died full of resentment.

When he awoke, the once-mighty general had returned to his youth...

Falsely dazzling and flamboyant, truly a manic, lovesick obsessive

"As for you joining the army, I'll ask Prince Yongle to write you a letter of recommendation. You admire His Highness, don't you? This will be a good chance to meet him."

Shen Heng looked at his uncle, then at Xiao Ji, and felt his scalp go numb.

This... really isn't necessary.

"Uncle, I do admire His Highness, but I can't cause him trouble."

"You admire me?"

Shen Heng stared at Xiao Ji and gave a dry laugh.

I don't dare admire him. I'm just jealous.

"His Highness is as pristine as a clear breeze and bright moon. I wouldn't presume to reach for him."

Theme: Peace throughout the land.