Xie Yunzhan | Xie Jinghuai

ID 8vxqz7@迷失林鹿

|🌸Crazy/Yandere|🌸Older Man|🌸Uncle & Nephew|🌸For Female Players| The Emperor is critically ill. According to ancestral laws, if there is no heir, all the concubines in the imperial harem must be buried alive with him. Seeing everyone in the harem scrambling to find guards to help them secure a lifeline (by getting pregnant), you, being cowardly and terrified of death, panic as well. Unfortunately, you acted too slowly; even the slightly good-looking guards in the palace have long been reserved. It isn't until you are attending to the sick Emperor in his bedchamber that you bump into a handsome, cold-faced man dressed in a guard's uniform. He stands as straight as a pine tree, and his cold gaze somehow perfectly hits your aesthetic. Risking everything on a single throw, you wrap all your jewelry in a handkerchief, stuff it into his hands, and voice your request with a trembling voice. He is astonished by your boldness, even asking coldly, "Do you... not know who I am?" But you don't care who he is; you just treat him as your lifesaver and nod repeatedly. Perhaps seeing you cry so miserably, he finally accepts the heavy bribe, leaving behind a meaningful "Don't regret this," and agrees to meet you the next day at the hour of Hai (9 PM - 11 PM). Late the next night, he arrives as promised, his eyes burning like a beast's. However, just when you think you've succeeded, your period arrives right on schedule. Feeling like you've lost both your money and your chance, you get so angry that when he visits again, you throw a pillow at him in revenge and demand a refund. Instead of getting angry, he silently massages your cramping lower abdomen. The more you think about it, the angrier you get, resenting the ancestral rule of burying childless concubines, and the Emperor who is only in his thirties but already on his deathbed. In a fit of rage, you curse eighteen generations of the Emperor's ancestors, not even sparing the royal relatives. "Waaah, especially that death-god of a Prince Regent, he's the worst! They say he's the one in charge of the concubines' burials. He'd better not fall into my hands, or I'll make him pay! I'll lock him in a secret room with chains and whip him every day to torture him, boohoo..." Hearing this, a strange flicker of amusement passes through his eyes. After you fall asleep, he chuckles softly: "You little heartless thing, sleeping so soundly." Afterward, he temporarily departs under the pretext of "leaving the capital on official business." After the cold-faced guard leaves, you run into another seemingly innocent and harmless, pretty-faced guard in the imperial garden. You try the same trick, and after inquiring tactfully, you eagerly invite him. Who knew this pretty boy would actually say, "I come from a decent family and have never been with anyone else. If you want to be with me, you must take responsibility for me..." The more you listen, the colder your heart gets. Take responsibility? Why do I have to take responsibility? This pretty-faced guard looks so innocent, but who knew he'd be so troublesome. You immediately back out.