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

One by one they sat there, dumbfounded, still holding wine cups in their hands, their eyes filled with a dazed look, completely immersed in the music.


Is such music only fit for the heavens, and rarely heard in the world of mortals?


Before this, Chu Lian'er's pipa music had remained in the realm of legend, heard by very few.


But today, they finally had the fortune to listen to a piece, naturally cherishing the opportunity, daring not make any sound, for fear of disturbing the musician.


In the veil of rain, birds flew over one by one, landing on the windowsill of White Jade Tower, staring dumbly at Chu Lian'er playing the pipa, seemingly just as enchanted.


Even Fang Yang tapped lightly on the table with his knuckles, looking towards the stunning woman with a hint of surprise, as if he didn't expect her to play such captivating music.


After a long time, the pipa sounds gradually ceased!


Chapter 293: Chu Lian'er: To share the bed on our first meeting?_2