The Sickly Beauty of a Power Minister, Who Wants Nothing More Than to Die

Original title: You Brat, Get Your Hands Off Your Brother's Waist!

[Deeply devoted, restrained, scheming top x Frail, cold-blooded, beautiful and unhinged bottom]

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Everyone knew that Chu Hanzhang was ailing and wielded great power. He was the emperor's vicious dog.

Arrogant, reckless, and above the law.

That was how the court officials described him. They had to kill him before the crown prince took the throne, or the new emperor's coronation would be the day the empire changed hands.

When the emperor died, no one expected Chu Hanzhang's taciturn younger brother to appear before the assembled ministers, holding the late emperor's testament and bowing to the new emperor.

"The traitor is dead. I respectfully invite Your Majesty to ascend the throne."

*

(Top's point of view)

Chu Changqing couldn't remember anything from before he was six. The only kindness he ever received in the Chu family was the box of milk candies his brother slipped beneath his pillow.

"What would you do if one day I were disgraced and ruined?" Chu Hanzhang suddenly asked him one day.

Chu Changqing froze. "Why would you say such a thing, Brother?"

Chu Hanzhang smiled faintly and handed him a secret letter. "Tomorrow, take this letter to Cining Temple for me."

When he returned, the person he knew was dead. Only an imperial edict remained.

There was no Chu Hanzhang in the world anymore.

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(Bottom's point of view)

After the new emperor ascended the throne, his first decree was to poison this powerful minister to death. Chu Hanzhang defied the decree, turned around, set the prince's manor ablaze, and died in the flames.

Who could have guessed that when Chu Hanzhang opened his eyes again, he would find himself back at the age of nineteen?

The young prince's meager store of affection was entirely devoted to his younger brother, Chu Changqing, driving the usually composed heir to the brink of tears.

"Do you really have to humiliate me like this?"

Then news arrived from the Chu family: Chu Hanzhang had disappeared.

Chu Changqing searched for him like a madman, and when he finally found him, he had become a beautiful idiot who had lost his mind. Patiently, he wiped the moisture from Hanzhang's lips with his thumb. His voice was so gentle it seemed ready to drown him.

"Do you still know who I am?"

Hanzhang shot him a sidelong look, then suddenly pinched his cheek. "Do you think I'm stupid? You're Changqing."

Chu Changqing laughed. He nodded and replied, his words slurred, "Right. I'm Changqing."

The idiot smiled with satisfaction. "Don't think acting obedient today means you can climb into my bed tonight. My waist still hurts."

Little skit

"The idiot ran off after the bridal sedan!"

In the third year since Chu Hanzhang disappeared, the emperor issued an edict ordering Marquis Changning to marry a princess from a small southwestern kingdom.

Chu Changqing sharpened his sword.

"Marquis, the bridal sedan is at the gate," a servant reported, trembling with fear.

Chu Changqing sharpened his sword.

When the bride was finally led to stand before him, Chu Changqing lifted the veil with the tip of his sword. "Send her back where she came from... Wait."

The young nobleman, frightened, hid behind his attendant. He gazed at the fierce-looking man before him, confused, with tears on the verge of spilling from his eyes. He looked utterly pitiful.

Clang! The long sword hit the ground. Chu Changqing stared fixedly at the person before him, his fingers trembling as he reached to touch that face.

Sobs came from behind the red curtains. Chu Changqing coaxed and comforted his legally wedded wife.

"No more... Please..." The person in his arms wept and hiccupped. Chu Changqing's heart ached. He didn't remember a thing.

A scoundrel turned idiot.

Chu Changqing kept him confined in the manor, never daring to leave his side, day or night. One night, the idiot suddenly shook him awake, pointing at his slightly swollen belly with a dark expression.

"Do you still remember that I'm your older brother?"

[Reading guide]

1. Chu Changqing and Chu Hanzhang are not related by blood. The story includes pregnancy, miscarriage, and abortion. Please take note!

2. Chu Hanzhang is adored by everyone.

[Coming soon]

Will the Grand Tutor Run Away Again Today?

1.

Xie Yuntai transmigrated into a book, becoming the crown prince's tutor, who was destined to be a villain. Unfortunately, both the protagonist and the villain were his students.

Xie Yuntai: "..."

According to the book's plot, he had less than five years before the villain had him beaten to death in open court.

What a miserable fate. Tutor Xie wiped away a tear of bitter sorrow.

To save his life, Xie Yuntai decided to keep both the protagonist and the villain by his side and teach them personally.

2.

The current Grand Tutor was a celestial being, but unfortunately, his legs were broken. They said it was because he had knelt in the snow all night for the crown prince, freezing them beyond repair.

Xie Yuntai looked at the protagonist, sobbing with his head on Xie Yuntai's knees, and the villain standing not far away with his head lowered and saying nothing. He was at his wits' end. All he could do was coax them one at a time.

"It's good to be crippled... Now your teacher will have time to stay home and make sure you study."

But even after thinking through every possibility, he never expected the villain and the protagonist to join forces and lock him up the night before the coronation.

Tan Pingzhi, eyes red, slowly cornered his former teacher against the wall.

"The person I hate most in this life is the Grand Tutor."

The man in the wheelchair was frail and sickly. Only the weary smile in his eyes hinted at the tender, dazzling years of the past. He sat silently in his wheelchair for a long while before finally looking up.

"There is only one thing in my life that I am proud of."

"That is having taught two good students."

3.

Xie Yuntai frantically tapped at the System in his mind.

"What's going on?"

The System said the storyline had completely collapsed. If they couldn't handle this, they could at least run away. Host, let's start over.

On New Year's Eve of the twenty-ninth year of Zhengming, the Grand Tutor fell to his death from a tower. No one knew how a man who was half-paralyzed had climbed to the top of the Moon-Watching Tower.

Some said the new emperor had grown wary of the Grand Tutor and ordered him pushed from the tower. Others said the Grand Tutor was an immortal who had returned to heaven after his work in the mortal world was done.

"If you ask me, the Grand Tutor must have been sick of living. Who wouldn't want to die after dealing with those two brats every day?"

Xie Shisan raised his bowl and clinked it against the blind man's across from him, then downed his medicine in one gulp. The blind man paused with his own bowl in hand.

"How do you know he had two disciples?"

Xie Yun... Xie Shisan kept a straight face as he made up a story.

"I dreamed it."

The blind man was stunningly beautiful, and Shisan was bored. He was happy to have such a beauty for company, and the two spent half a month sightseeing. Just as the blind man was about to regain his sight, the shameless Xie Shisan claimed there was trouble at home, abandoned him at the clinic, and hurried away.

Half a month later, an urgent imperial edict summoned the sickly young marquis of the Northern Frontier Marquis's household to the capital. The court was rife with rumors that the Northern Frontier Marquis had grown too powerful, so the emperor had summoned his only son to keep him nearby as a hostage.

A hostage was fine. Xie Shisan lounged comfortably on his big bed. It wasn't so bad.

Until rumors spread through the palace that the young marquis was taking advantage of the emperor's favor because he looked like the Grand Tutor, and that this noble man had given himself to the emperor to gain his favor.

That couldn't be right, could it?

For one thing, when had he ever taken advantage of the emperor's favor? And how could looking like the Grand Tutor have anything to do with giving himself to the emperor?

Xie Shisan realized something was wrong and tried to flee in the middle of the night, but it was too late. The emperor personally locked him in the bedchamber. Xie Yuntai was carried around the warm pavilion, each step bringing a deeper, more inescapable pressure.

"Tan... Pingzhi!"

The villain laughed softly. He lowered his head, brushing his nose against Xie Yuntai's slender, delicate neck. His voice was gentle and considerate.

"So you still remember my name. I thought you'd forgotten it long ago."

"After all, you didn't even recognize me when you left me alone at the clinic."

"Are you going to run away again, Teacher?"

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