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 terrifying aura burst forth from the Empress's body.


In a flash, her imperial robe billowed, her eyes filled with murderous intent.


All the maidservants in the palace were kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear, as if walking on thin ice, their terror was palpable.


They didn't even dare to lift their heads.


"What did you say? Say it again, whom did that woman go to find?!"


The air throbbed with her murderous words.


The maidservants' legs were weak, trembling, and they didn't dare utter another word.


The Empress's face grew uglier by the minute.


Her beauty could overthrow cities, but the sharpness and dominance in her eyes were too intense,


She clutched a jade stone in her hand, crunching it into powder with brute force.


It turned to dust, scattering on the ground.


Meanwhile, she remained expressionless, only after a long while did she gradually calm down, no longer as infuriated as before.


Chapter 207: Empress Dowager: No One Can Stop Me from Finding a Man_1