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

But now, she realized that she was wrong, terribly wrong. The allure of the Demon Lord could not be obstructed by any.


Even the Empress had deeply fallen into its trap, unable to extricate herself, and was even more daring than she, the Empress Dowager, could ever imagine. If this were to be exposed, the Empress's reputation would be ruined, no longer the so-called sage ruler celebrated throughout the realm of Tang.


She would become a lowly, absurd figure.


For a moment, she sneered continuously, as if she had grabbed hold of the Empress's weakness, seizing her mortal plight.


However, she did not feel joy over this, but instead a surge of negative emotions arose within her, a feeling of intense violence and bitterness.


It was as though her favorite toy had been snatched away by that woman.


For someone with her strong control, this was an unbearable humiliation.


Chapter 269: Empress Dowager, Empress Both Prostrate on the Dragon Chair? (Part 1)_2