I Traded the Crown Prince for a Civet Cat

Li Luo, master of the dark night, was baffled. How had he managed to offend his beloved out of nowhere?

His handsome-man charms failed, so he humbled himself and turned into a cat to act cute. His beloved chased him down several streets, nearly costing him his life.

Their son sighed. “Dad always drops the ball at the crucial moment. Looks like I’ll have to handle this myself.”

And so, a soft, adorable little boy appeared at Su Liaoliao’s feet. Right in front of her boyfriend, he blinked his starry eyes and called out, “Mommy~”

Su Liaoliao pressed a hand to her forehead. “Whose kid is this? Such good manners!”

A year later, Su Liaoliao crawled out of a mass grave, grabbed a certain civet cat by the tail, and refused to let go. She caused a ruckus in the brothels, stormed the imperial palace, changed history, and personally staged a civet-cat-for-prince switch, all so she could bring her son into the real world as soon as possible.

This time, Li Luo was the one pressing a hand to his forehead. He had no idea that when a grown human woman gets shameless, even demons are no match for her.