The Treacherous Official Is Simply Irresistible

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The tough-talking, secretly soft-hearted general gong x the beautiful, seductive treacherous minister shou

Wen Wu is a powerful, tyrannical minister, the kind of man everyone hopes will drop dead.

He and Ying Bozhou have fought for years. You destroy my closest aides, I clip your wings. In the end, neither of us came out ahead.

Who could have imagined that one day Wen Wu would be bestowed upon Ying Bozhou as his wife?

The whole court was shocked. "Those two are going to tear the place apart!"

Sure enough, on their wedding night, a long saber flew past Wen Wu's head and split the door of the bridal chamber.

Just as everyone thought their years of enmity were finally about to erupt into a fight to the death...

Wen Wu smiled instead of getting angry. "So the general really does hate me this much."

As he spoke, he grabbed Ying Bozhou by the head, slammed it against the table, and bit down hard on his lips.

When the kiss ended, red candle wax was scattered across the floor. Wen Wu brushed his thumb over the blood on Ying Bozhou's lip and smiled brightly. "Come on, kill me again. Let's see who disgusts whom."

His fingertips were cold, and his words were even more infuriating, yet the body pressed close to Ying Bozhou was soft and warm, with a faint, sweet fragrance.

Ying Bozhou's face turned scarlet. "...Damn it!"

Ying Bozhou came from generations of loyal subjects and despised corrupt officials like Wen Wu.

After their wedding, he secretly planted spies and gathered evidence of Wen Wu's crimes, waiting for the right moment to help the emperor wipe out the Wen family once and for all.

Evidence log:

February 18: Wen Wu planted flowers all over the garden with his maids and servants.

Note: Surveying the grounds. He must be up to no good.

March 16: Wen Wu toured the markets, bought a kitten, and sat on the steps holding it while basking in the sun. He fell asleep and toppled into the flower bed.

Note: Putting on an act. He must be plotting something.

April 9: Wen Wu gave a child his jade crown to play with. The child's parents were so frightened they knelt in the street and begged for mercy. It caused quite a scene.

Note: Deliberate provocation. Bullying the common people.

April 10:

Didn't see him. The servants said he's been cooped up in his room since yesterday's misunderstanding and is in low spirits.

Note: Probably plotting with someone...

The brush stopped.

Ying Bozhou stared at the wet ink on the page, furrowing his brow again and again. At last, he set down the brush and muttered, "I'm not going to comfort him. I'm just making sure he isn't plotting anything. The country comes first, the country comes first."

Then he gathered all the good things in the general's residence and took them to Wen Wu's courtyard.

Ever since Wen Wu and Ying Bozhou got married, the ministers had been placing bets on when the villain Wen Wu would be executed on the spot!

After all, with Ying Bozhou's temperament, he would never tolerate someone causing trouble right under his nose.

Then one day after court, amid the vast white snow, they spotted someone standing beside a carriage outside the palace gates. Who else could that figure in red be but Wen Wu?

They watched General Ying's face darken as he strode over, looking ready to "execute him on the spot." Instead, he wrapped Wen Wu up like a ball in his cloak and scolded him sternly. "You came out in this freezing weather just to get yourself killed?"

Wen Wu raised an eyebrow and let him fuss. "No. I came to meet you after court."

Ying Bozhou's hands stopped abruptly. His face turned bright red. "Honeyed words!"

The ministers: ???

Wait, is something wrong with you two?

P.S.:

One-on-one, happy ending. Ying Bozhou is the gong. No switching or breaking them up.

A little political intrigue, but the whole thing is nonsense, so don't overthink it.

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Coming soon: "Lord Shen Is Still Tough-Talking and Soft-Hearted Today"

On the day the new emperor ascended the throne, Shen Shiguan received word that the Second Prince, whom he had devoted himself to supporting, had been sentenced to death.

He knew he would be next. He had only just put a dagger to his wrist when the eunuch delivering the imperial decree arrived.

"...We hereby appoint Shen Shiguan empress. This is the imperial decree!"

Shen Shiguan frowned. Had he heard that right?

On their wedding night, he prepared poisoned wine, a dagger, and a whole bellyful of vicious words, ready to die together with Chu Boyu.

But the new emperor merely watched him in silence and moved aside the red silk hanging before his eyes.

"You're hurt." Chu Boyu lowered his eyes to the wound on Shen Shiguan's wrist, his expression unreadable. "Who did this?"

After that, Shen Shiguan realized things had started to go wrong.

His palace was secretly guarded, and his favorite foods were always ready in the small kitchen, no matter the hour.

The man who should have hated him to the bone kept bringing his memorials to Shen Shiguan's palace to read. He said nothing, and left as soon as he finished, as if Shen Shiguan's rooms were his imperial study.

Only sometimes, after they made love, Chu Boyu would gaze at him in a daze when he thought Shen Shiguan wasn't looking.

Ridiculous.

Shen Shiguan wondered, Is this man humiliating me?

So the next day, Shen Shiguan stormed into court and listed several charges of misconduct against the new emperor, each word sharp enough to pierce the heart.

At the end, he looked straight at Chu Boyu. "If Your Majesty hates and despises me, you can kill me to vent your anger. Why put on such a show?"

The hall fell utterly silent.

That night, Chu Boyu showed him what it meant to bring trouble upon yourself with your own words.

On the imperial bed, Shen Shiguan was pinned into the golden quilt. The emperor, usually so restrained and proper, bent over him, his breath scorching against Shen Shiguan's ear as he repeated the words he'd said that day, one by one:

"Hate and despise you?"

"You want me to kill you?"

The next day, they began giving each other the cold shoulder.

Shen Shiguan was glad to have some peace and enjoyed reading and playing the zither.

On the third day, an attendant of Chu Boyu's quietly passed along a message. "Lord Shen, the emperor had dark circles under his eyes at court this morning. Do you think he couldn't sleep last night?"

Shen Shiguan didn't even look up. "What does that have to do with me?"

The attendant grew anxious. "His Majesty said he went too far that day, but if making you happy would help, then he would..."

"Would what?"

"He would... be more restrained and never cross the line again?"

Shen Shiguan was silent for a moment. His face turned bright red. He shut his book and asked the attendant, "Where is Chu Boyu?"

The attendant was overjoyed. "Are you going to comfort His Majesty?"

"No," Shen Shiguan gritted out. "I'm going to assassinate the emperor."

A shou whose mouth is harder than a blade, but who can be soothed with a little coaxing, cool and haughty, tsundere

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An outwardly proper, secretly rabid gong, an obsessive emperor who watches the shou at every turn

#Your Majesty, Lord Shen is angry again!

Chu Boyu: "..." QAQ

P.S.: Each other's first love. Basically a case of fall in love after getting married first (and sleeping together).

Theme: Life heals life.