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 Xingqing Palace, mist lingered in the air, and everything was so peaceful.


The sound of spring water echoed around, each ripple seductive to the ear.


The Empress Dowager submerged herself in the spring water, her mind once again preoccupied by the Demon Lord, recalling how she had been conquered by him, her silver teeth clenched in frustration.


Desires rose within her, her heart burning with an uncontrollable restlessness.


How could one not get wet walking by the riverbank?


Yet, when it came to that Demon Lord, it was her, a celestial fox of rare talent, who had made her first move.


To her surprise, no sooner had she acted than the Demon Lord neutralized her efforts.


Instead of draining him dry, she was the one left drained.


Moreover, he had taken her body, a humiliation and disgrace beyond words for her.


Five days had passed, and she had thought her unwavering resolve would be enough to forget the Demon Lord and cease to reminisce.


Chapter 269: Empress Dowager, Empress Both Prostrate on the Dragon Chair? (Part 1)_1