Chapter 49 — The Stallion ML Meltdown (1) | The Side Character’s Kidney Is Shot
Xing Ge returned to the space with a wooden expression on her face.
Eggy went “uh” and ventured, “Dear, are you still alive?”
Expressionless, Xing Ge propped up her aching lower back.
She felt like her kidneys had been completely hollowed out. QAQ!
D*mn it, who could explain to her why a proper genuine poisonous bok choy, after being cooked, would have a hundred-times aphrodisiac effect?!
Those solemn old immortals were a bunch of pervs after all!
Poor me and my waist…
That whole night many-times-over thing, this humble subject truly cannot do it!
Right now she only wanted to find a scenic spot with mountains and streams, set a huge cauldron over a roaring fire, boil the water until it raged, and then watch a certain egg swim heroically in it.
Seeing the gloomy look in her eyes, Eggy immediately switched to bootlicker mode. “Rest assured, this time the system I bought is definitely the genuine article. Premium quality, classy and top tier!”
Xing Ge shot out a hand, grabbed the retreating egg, tucked it lewdly into her armpit, and grinned like a villain. “Before that, let us settle our old accounts properly.”
During the third round of task selection, Xing Ge held a big knife, eyeing that braised egg menacingly, fully prepared to smash the egg at the slightest disagreement
“Uh, what role do you want?” Eggy asked in a tiny voice.
“Pick whatever.”
Xing Ge smiled and blew an imaginary speck of dust off the blade.
“…”
Was that what people mean by ‘whatever’?
Stuck with a rascal like this, this baby’s heart was bitter indeed.
“How about a handsome man? Dashing and elegant, like a jade tree in the wind. Guaranteed to capture a woman’s heart at first sight!”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Someone with power and status. How about an emperor? Off with whoever’s head you like! And a whole harem of flower-like beauties too, babe!”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Number one luck in the universe. Now that is a big one. Turn on the aura and you can pick up random beauties off the roadside as wives, and heaven-and-earth treasures come knocking on your door!”
“Deal!”
Xing Ge was very satisfied and was about to start the mission when she paused. A very serious question occurred to her.
“The male lead is… normal, right?”
Surely there will not be any ‘full-moon werewolf transformation’ talent?
That question nearly made Eggy weep. It still had a bellyful of grievances. How did perfectly cool, overbearing male leads become like this in this woman’s hands? One suddenly tried to steal a groom. Another developed split-personality issues. Yet another awakened some kind of “wifey” attribute. My heavens, when you crush the character settings this casually, has anyone considered how the heroines feel?!
It breathed in deeply, eyes shining with manly resolve. “Rest easy. The male lead I picked this time is so normal he could not be more normal!”
Xing Ge: Why did a chill just run down my back?
With Eggy’s solemn guarantee, Xing Ge jumped headfirst into a new pit.
First order of business after crossing over: find a mirror and check how handsome she was.
“Your Majesty, the Ninth Princess has returned from her travels!”
“Oh.” Nice facial structure. Classic handsome-man template.
“The princess brought back a man!”
“Oh.” Tsk. Sword brows, starry eyes, bearing like a young pine, promising.
“The princess and that man are going everywhere together. They look quite close.”
“Oh.” And I will not have to shave. Perfect.
“…”
The guard: Your Majesty, could you at least look at me?
The man on the dragon throne waved a hand.
Xing Ge: If that is all, withdraw. Do not disturb me while I quietly admire my own earth-shattering good looks.
Guard: Your Majesty, when you wreck your persona like this it makes my job very hard. QAQ!
Her body now belonged to the ruler of a small kingdom within the Yan continent’s domain, named Yan Hongwen, cultivation at Golden Core great perfection.
“Small kingdom” was only small compared to the Ten Continents and Three Isles. The Yan royal clan held over a hundred cities and ruled tens of millions of people. Maybe not enough to cover the heavens with one hand, but on this land he was absolute king.
So how did such a winner in life become cannon fodder under the male and female leads?
Easy. This was a stallion world. Anyone who tried to steal the protagonist’s spotlight either became his brother in arms or his stepping stone.
Yan Hongwen carried centuries of imperial bearing. He was mature. Even if he appreciated the male lead, he would never lower himself to become some fawning sidekick. What was more, he opposed from the start the idea of marrying the princess he treasured into the hands of a nobody clan disciple. Becoming cannon fodder was completely on brand.
Xing Ge lit a candle for the original owner and sorted the plot.
Every stallion male lead had a trashy phase. During that time there were always benefactors who delivered themselves right to his door. Some became his women. Some became his brothers.
The harem battalion’s role was not to be underestimated.
For instance, their beauty drew enough fire to force the male lead to grow under pressure. Even failing that, their powerful strength could be his left and right arms. And at the very least, the worst of the harem still had an impressive family background.
As for our Ninth Princess, with average strength and pretty enough looks, she was the lowest rung of Han Qian’s future harem.
But the story had just begun. Han Qian had not yet obtained the treasure that would awaken his latent talent. Right now he was merely a branch disciple in the Han clan, as ordinary as they came.
The Ninth Princess, who loved to play, had disguised herself as a wealthy young lady and wandered all over the Yan Kingdom, right into the Han clan’s territory.
Their meeting was textbook dog blood. The Ninth Princess was bathing in the mountain forest when Han Qian saw her while passing by. The princess refused to take the loss, demanded he be executed, and even called for his entire clan to be exterminated. That alone told you just how spoiled and unreasonable she was.
Before she could act, a landslide hit. Han Qian shielded her with his body. The princess’s heart stirred, and so their karma began.
This time she brought Han Qian back to “meet the parents,” but there was another reason.
On the journey, as their relationship deepened, the princess wanted to do something for her sweetheart who struggled in cultivation. So she ever so casually took the Yan Kingdom’s national treasure and gifted it to Han Qian.
Reading that, Xing Ge almost spat blood.
F***. Was this really their biological daughter?
On the surface, that national treasure was a powerful spirit-gathering formation that kept the country’s winds and rains in balance and the people at peace. In truth it had been left by the Yan Kingdom’s founder. If large-scale invaders arrived, it would activate immediately and form an impregnable defensive grand array.
Yan Hongwen’s cannon-fodder ending came precisely because of the loss of this treasure. When foreign enemies attacked there was no way to raise the defenses in time, and he died defending the country.
Die my a**!
Xing Ge wanted to curse. What kind of daughter would toss things around like this for a man?
She patted her startled little heart. The stallion world was truly hard to comprehend.
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