The Demon King's Wife is the Heaven's Strongest [BL]
A love story hidden in the depths of despair and forsaken memories… Lai Mingjie is a hot and well-sought bachelor in the city, the sole heir of one of the country's most powerful and influential men. However, he has a secret: he used to be the most prolific demon king in history! In his plight of trying to end his suffering, he runs into the amnesiac Xu Rouguang. This man cannot remember anything else about his life... but that he loves Lai Mingjie. Who would have thought that this man is actually the demon king's wife... and executioner?! With the promises of freedom and a new life together, the two of them works on recovering whatever they can to rebuild the destiny that they have placed onto themselves—and what they have shattered all the same. How strong can they be in their crossed paths filled with pain, death, and separation… now that they are together again? [Disclaimer and Warnings:] This story is a work of fiction, and similarities to any living or dead person are purely coincidental. May contain triggers. Chapters will become locked when you reach Chapter 68. Please don't tell me you weren't warned. Follow me on IG @droopdroopghost and on Facebook (droopyghostofficial) Cover art is by reialdark66 (pixiv)
Greetings to the Sacred Guardian
Loud footsteps echoed in the hallways as the soldiers came in to deliver the report. He was supposed to find the Deputy General. As a newbie, he wanted to do his job well. It's just that he was stumped by what he saw.
"Reporting to the… reporting to the Deputy!" The soldier soon sent his head down to hide his shock.
In a tea-tasting hall sat two people who were in grand-looking robes. One was a man with exquisite features, but his eyes were golden and had a slit pupil each. He also had the tall ears of a fearsome tiger that added to his masculine aura. His body was built, and his cold airs could freeze a soul.
The other was a woman in blue-white robes. Her lush black hair was tied to the sides, with giant hoops outlining the naturally folded dog ears on her head. Her facial features were also evident of her divine race as much as the handsome man in the tearoom with her.
Her purple dazzling eyes regarded the reporting soldier. "Yes?"