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

A gentle breeze was blowing, illuminating the moonlit hills.


No sooner had Huang Fuling returned to the courtyard than Yuan Heng was already there waiting, his face still aglow with enthusiasm.


But soon, he noticed Huang Fuling's distraught expression.


Her disheveled hair, her reddened eyes, her bare ankles, and the scars on her lips.


All these details confirmed to him what had just occurred.


A bolt from the blue, thunderclaps shook the sky.


Yuan Heng's body trembled uncontrollably, his mind a blank, as if he had already guessed the truth.


It was some time before he asked, trembling,


"Fuling... Fuling, what happened to you?"


Huang Fuling, expressionless, gave an affirmative answer to the other party, and then, without sparing another glance,


Chapter 59: I am willing to be a slave (Please follow) _1