The Sultry Demon Consort: Your Move, Tyrant!

When she woke up, the prince who had disguised herself as a man had somehow become the ‘most beloved’... night-soil maid of the Retired Emperor? Well, she’d brought this on herself, so she’d make the best of it. But she was clearly just a lowly maid, so why did the Retired Emperor, that heartless man, keep picking on her? He said life was too lonely and he needed a lovely wife to spend it with, so she gathered portraits of beautiful women from all over the land for him to choose from. But he didn’t like a single one and kept finding new ways to make her miserable. “How about this one?” she asked patiently, holding up a portrait. “Ugly.” “What about this one?” “Even uglier.” “Then what about this one?!” Furious, she pointed at herself. “If you don’t like any of them, you might as well marry me.” But he gazed deeply into her eyes, staring at her without looking away for a long moment. At last, he spoke. “I suppose you’ll do.” Then he pounced on her. “You bastard!!!”