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

In the following days, Fang Yang still did not visit the Wutong courtyard.


On the first day, the princess consort managed to keep her calm, staying up all night to study, intending to wash away her previous disgrace.


On the second day, she sat in the courtyard with gritted teeth, occasionally glancing toward the gate, with revealing clothing hidden in her sleeve.


On the third day, she simply stood by the door, staring blankly ahead, seemingly lost in thought.


On the fourth day, she, with her beauty that could topple nations, passed by the Demon Lord's chamber several times but did not hear the call that she longed for from behind.


On the fifth day, she barged into the Demon Lord's chamber, only to be told that the Demon Lord was cultivating and had no time to meet with her.


She was about to leave when she saw Huang Fuling, her face flushed, walking out of the Demon Lord's chamber, her clothes disheveled.


Chapter 65: A Visitor from the Tianyin Sect (Please Follow)_1