My Celibate Imperial Uncle

Jing Xuan was the youngest and most beautiful emperor in the history of the Great Yan Dynasty. His father passed away early, leaving only an unrelated regent uncle—eight years his senior—to oversee the state affairs. Uncle Gu Fang was extraordinary—brilliant in both civil and military arts, wielding immense power in the court. Yet, he had neither wife nor concubine, earning a reputation as a man of restraint, devoted solely to the realm. Until Jing Xuan had a dream. In the dream, this uncle would later monopolize power, usurp the throne, drug him with aphrodisiacs, dress him in women's clothes, and have his way with him over and over again. Jing Xuan’s dreams always came true. Gritting his teeth, Jing Xuan swore he would render Gu Fang completely impotent—or else remain childless and unwed for life! That very night, in front of Gu Fang, his love enchantment triggered, leaving him frail, pliant, and insatiable. Jing Xuan: “…” *Damn it!* But as a steadfast and unyielding emperor, Jing Xuan was determined—even if Gu Fang was his only antidote, even if they had to engage in carnal acts monthly, even if straying a hundred miles from Gu Fang would subject him to an agony like worms gnawing his bones—he would never let Gu Fang lay a single finger on him! Gu Fang could only coax softly: “If Your Majesty lets this servant serve once, I’ll return one military token. If thrice, I shall no longer oversee Your Majesty’s daily meals.” The little emperor, who had nothing but his beauty: “…” For the sake of the country, he would endure it! Yet after being “served” again and again, sacrificing himself for the nation over and over, with Gu Fang still meddling in every aspect of his life, Jing Xuan finally snapped, erupting at the bedside: “Gu Fang! Instead of marrying and bearing heirs, you fixate on overstepping and humiliating Us—clearly a treasonous scum coveting the throne!” The ever-graceful, jade-like uncle merely reclined on the bed, toying with the emperor’s hair, and replied lazily: “When have I ever coveted the throne? I merely covet… the emperor. So I’d like to ask Your Majesty for the title of… empress.” The emperor, who had long believed he was selling his looks for the country: “…?” *Where’s my supposedly celibate, power-hungry uncle who only wanted to usurp the throne?!* — **[A bratty, short-tempered, gorgeous emperor (bottom) disguised as a playboy X An elegant, seemingly virtuous uncle (top) who’s actually shameless and possessive, older seme, sweet/silly smut, childhood guardianship, the top raised-and-adores-him.]**