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

This made her pupils instantly contract, and an ominous thought involuntarily surfaced in her mind.


"No! Sister, you are the current Empress Dowager, and the hope of the Tianhu clan, you must remain dignified!"


She prayed incessantly in her heart, but the next moment, a wave of shame rushed over her, causing her to groan and collapse to the ground.


Dark clouds rolled in, and a rain began to fall from the sky.


Lightning flashed and thunder roared as the rain poured down.


Everything seemed so violent, and the dragon flag above the palace fluttered in the storm, constantly at risk of being torn apart, yet it remained incredibly resilient.


It withstood the assault of the wind and rain over and over again.


Finally, after a lengthy period, the downpour ceased, and the sky was clear and cloudless, while the earth was drenched.


Chapter 272: Beg the Prime Self!_2