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The Disabled Tyrant's Beloved Pet Fish book 2 is out!

Saw this pic somewhere and immediately thought of this

And just as i was scrolling through yt to find the exact scene where gothel holds rapunzel's hair, i found this ❤️

I really wish Xie Lian hadn't followed this up with "haha jk" after this. I adore badass pissed of Xie Lian so much.

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Shen Yuan picks up painting as a hobby to try and fit his role as Shen Qingqiu better and he’s painting anything that comes to mind, masterfully painting tragically beautiful landscapes and cityscapes and portraits he’s dreamed up. Yue Qingyuan is stabbed through the chest with a cruel knife twisting of horror, nostalgia, and relief the first time he comes to Qing Jing Peak and sees one because those are from his and Shen Jiu’s childhood and Shen Jiu’s still there.

"I'm happy for his highness."

"Yes, they make a good couple, but"

"I just can't watch them!" say both generals in unison.

"Every time I feel like I'm interrupting something" Mu Qing cringes.

Feng Xin feels good and floaty. The inn where he and Mu Qing stopped to continue their mission after visiting His Highness has really great food . He's glad he talked Mu Qing into taking a couple jars of wine for dinner - it's truly unique in this region. The evening is nice and alcohol put general Nan Yang into a playful mood.

"Gege" Feng Xin speaks in a luscious voice making a face.

"San Lang!" Mu Qing picks up on joke quickly squeaking in an unnatural high-pitched voice.

"Gege.... I have something for you"

"Ah San Lang what is it? my three thousandth portrait? how not creepy of you!"

Feng Xin snickers. "Gege!"

"San Lang!" Mu Qing rises slightly unsteadily from his seat. He is a rare sight: general is giggling, his cheeks scarletred , eyes squinted slightly giving off his drunkenness.

"Gege!" Feng Xin reaches out his hands to the god.

"San Lang!" Mu Qing dramatically falls on his lap and as Feng Xin starts making kissy noises at him he bends in two from laughter . Feng Xin's arm wraps around his waist and instinctively pulls him closer.

Mu Qing is heavy and warm, smelling of some herbs and the wine they have drunk. He is in simple robes and his hair is gathered into a low ponytail today.

Feng Xin stares at him mesmerized, absorbing, memorizing. He's holding himself from doing something gentle, something stupid, run his hand through his hair, stroke his side -

"How are you making this face?" the question takes the god by surprise.

"He looks at him with the exact same expression, hahaha!" Mu Qing continues, starting to get up from the general's lap.

And then Feng Xin snaps.

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