Alternative Title: 三句话，让陛下为我神魂颠倒
Author: 南辿星
Status: Completed
Added: 2025-07-26
Updated: 2025-07-26
Xie Ling, a slacker, woke up one day bound to a Literary Master System, ready to turn his life around and shine. But then he realized: Thanks for the invite, but the system screwed him over—he transmigrated to the wrong place!
Instead of a culturally barren interstellar beastman channel, he landed in the hellish Daqian Dynasty, a place overflowing with sages and just recently "reorganized" by the ruthless Emperor Wu, leaving ministers trembling and desperate to escape.
Xie Ling: Haha, with my luck, there’s no way I’d end up tied to the imperial palace, right? A simple villager life sounds perfect for this mess.
System: Haha, as if.
Xie Ling: …
So, in the Daqian Dynasty, infamous for its hatred of "cut-sleeve" relationships, he’s a lofty-minded illegitimate son of a marquis (emphasis: male), cozying up to a eunuch and getting primped to present himself to Emperor Wu?
Too many red flags—Xie Ling’s vision went dark.
Why even live? Haha, I’m done!
Xiao Huan, a decisive and accomplished emperor who loathes "cut-sleeve" relationships, was furious when someone dared to offer him a male beauty. Such audacity deserved death to quell his anger.
But the moment he saw the beauty, Xiao Huan narrowed his eyes. Why? Because above the beauty’s head floated the title:
Three Sentences to Make the Tyrant Emperor Fall Head Over Heels
Xiao Huan: …Heh, really? I don’t buy it.
He wanted to see just how these three sentences would make him "fall head over heels."
First sentence: “Want to live forever?”
Xiao Huan: …
Second sentence: “Want your legacy to last for eternity?”
Xiao Huan: Tsk.
Third sentence: “You might… possibly… be poisoned?”
Xiao Huan: …Say that again?!
Xie Ling thought he was doomed, but then…
Day one: He didn’t die.
Day two: Still alive.
Day three: He was appointed as a living quarters attendant—an official position!
By the end, Xie Ling stared blankly at Emperor Wu, who was pulling him to bed, reciting from his appointment letter:
“Your Majesty, this isn’t proper. According to palace rule 108…”
The next second, a new novel title updated above his head: Help! My Boss Is a Super Big Shot, I’m Just a Small Secretary. On a Half-Month Business Trip, Alone with Him, He Won’t Let Me Leave at Night and Tells Me to Sleep in His Bed. What’s Going On?
Xiao Huan choked, then gave a half-smile: …
“Guess what’s going on?”