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

The lamps flickered, casting a hazy and suggestive glow over everything.


Xiao Rongxue's head was spinning, and her palm unconsciously reached into the cupboard, gently caressing the black silk, those absurd garments.


Yet, she quickly withdrew her hand as if the fabrics scalded her.


Her earlobes flushed an even deeper red, enticingly beautiful.


She felt herself continually falling, as if she were about to tumble into the abyss.


Turning around, she saw her younger sister, the current Empress Dowager of the Tang, sitting in front of the mirror, seductively gazing at her own reflection like a plump, juicy peach, unconsciously making one want to take a bite, to relish in big mouthfuls.


"For the fox clan, for years of scheming and enduring, I must bear it!"


Xiao Rongxue clenched her teeth, closed her eyes and, finally, made a decision, choosing a piece of black silk that wasn't too revealing.


Chapter 284: The Empress and the Empress Dowager Marry the Demon Lord_1