Lady Qiao in Spring

Fang Yang transmigrated to become the leader of a demonic cult, with his powers completely dissipated and his memory lost. All he inherited was a stack of diaries left by the previous demon lord. He discovered that the demon lord was a philanderer, with ex-lovers and admirers everywhere, each of whom harbored deep-seated hatred for him.
In order to survive, he had no choice but to follow the diaries and pretend to be the demon lord, navigating relationships with numerous peerless beauties, trying to dispel their hatred.
"Your Highness, the moon is exceptionally beautiful tonight, why don't we go out to enjoy it together?"
The Princess of Zhen Nan: "?"
"Empress, please be reserved. For the sake of the people of the world, let us part ways here."
The Empress: "??"
"My disciple, give up. It's impossible between us."
Female disciple: "???"
...
From then on, Fang Yang racked his brains and put on a full performance. He maneuvered among many women, striving to keep himself from being raped or killed by them.
As the old saying goes, one woman is equivalent to five hundred crows.
What about ten or twenty?
Fang Yang, covering his ears that were nearly deafened by the noise, looked at the sensual and stunning beauties before him.
He wanted to cry but had no tears...

My Female Disciples All Have Sinister Intentions

The princess whispered to herself, her entire being seeming somewhat dazed, her stunning profile filled with a sense of bewilderment.


In these three years, she had been like a piece of decayed wood, devoid of interest in life.


Yet the Demon Lord was like a thorn in her heart.


It caused her agony, yet it also made her feel alive.


But now, the Demon Lord was dead, the thorn in her heart removed.


She no longer had to endure that heart-wrenching pain.


However, she had completely lost her way, unsure of where to go or what to do.


Witnessing the princess in such a dispirited state, the young maid clenched her fists, her almond-shaped eyes full of worry.


The princess was still caught in the trap.


Although she constantly spoke of revenge and every day she examined those shameful books, coming up with an infallible plan,


Chapter 25: He Can Only Die by My Hand (Please Follow)_1