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

Snowflakes fluttered down, the biting wind pierced to the bone.


Gust after gust seemed almost powerful enough to penetrate a person's marrow.


Hua Lianyue couldn't help but to cough twice, her face ghastly pale; her peach blossom eyes, appearing both pleased and displeased, affectionate and irate, peered through the blizzard ahead.


She just so happened to see her own senior sister gazing steadily at her, her eyes cold, her stunning cheeks devoid of expression.


However, having been with her senior sister for more than a decade, she understood her excessively well.


The so-called indifference and detachment of her senior sister was often nothing more than a poker face.


From those clear pupils, one could tell that Ye Qinghong was looking forward with great anticipation, eager for her to agree to that so-called bridesmaid proposal.


Chapter 175: Knocking the Master Out to Get Married?_1