生子 Novels

One day, the Primordial Emperor Fu Li woke up to find a little chubby bird perched on his head. The bird chirped, "Early, early, early, I’m your number one best friend." Emperor: "I don’t keep pets that are too chubby." Little Chubby Bird (tilting its head): "Chirp." Emperor: "………………I guess I can keep it." To lose weight, the little chubby bird built a nest in the Emperor’s hair and often ran amok during court sessions. The Emperor issued a decree to clarify: "It’s not fat, it’s just fluffy." The little chubby bird looked at its round, fluffy feathers and continued its antics. The Emperor issued another decree: "Eat more, sleep more, no dieting, grow chubby by imperial command." Later, the little chubby bird finally transformed into human form, with ethereal beauty and a perfectly proportioned figure. Emperor (coldly): "Change back." Little Chubby Bird (QAQ): "Whimper." Emperor: "………………Fine, stay like that." ["I seem to have been outsmarted by a bird."] ["Is there any elixir to resist the cuteness of chirping creatures? Urgent, waiting online."]

An Jin, who possesses water-based superpowers, transmigrates to a interstellar world and becomes a mermaid being auctioned. On the planet Sio, mermaids are fierce, but their songs can heal mental turmoil. The people of Sio, suffering from the agony of mental instability, dream of keeping a mermaid as a pet. Even though mermaids have low intelligence and require extensive training, Sio’s inhabitants dote on them endlessly—just to hear their songs and avoid being clawed to death. Emperor Norman, tormented by mental instability for years, finally gives in and purchases An Qian, now a mermaid. Initial plan: Put in minimal effort to raise him, earn his favor, listen to his song, and cure the mental turmoil. Later: Scour the entire galaxy for treasures as gifts. "Sweetheart, what else do you want?" One day, the Empire’s public channel broadcasts a live stream of the Emperor’s daily life. When An Jin appears on screen, the internet crashes. #The Emperor’s mermaid is super intelligent! #Such a gentle mermaid—want! #@Emperor, is the mermaid for sale? Name your price! Soon after, Emperor Norman holds the beautiful mermaid youth in his arms and declares to the public: "Allow me to formally introduce my partner—An Qian." An Jin blinks in shock: ? Wasn’t I your mermaid master?

Tan Qing, the last nine-tailed fox in existence. Failed his tribulation, got struck by lightning, and ended up inside a novel— transforming into the story’s villainous side character. This side character is both stupid and shameless, constantly scheming to prevent the male lead and the other male lead from achieving their happy ending. Before finally getting himself killed, he even left behind a little cub. Tan Qing: “……” Sitting on his own tails, he rubbed his belly. Then, with a peculiar expression, glanced at the wailing cub on the bed. Tan Qing grabbed his phone and called the cub’s father— “Mr. He, do you still want your kid?” He Mingyu: “???” Tan Qing smacked his lips: “If not… can I eat him?” He Mingyu: “……” Later, He Mingyu taught his son three things— 1. Keep your tails hidden when going out. 2. No eating children in this household. 3. No eavesdropping on me and your other dad. [One-sentence summary: "Cub! Did you go demand living expenses from that cheap dad of yours today?"] Ancient powerhouse reincarnated as a clean, self-disciplined CEO top × scum, flirtatious, beautiful, and enchanting nine-tailed fox bottom. Reading Notes: 1. The bottom has a cub, is very scummy, has bizarre logic, and is not a good fox—lacking normal emotions. The top is into exactly that. 2. This story is crack, dogblood, and sweet. 1V1. HE. [Sincere face.] 3. Anti-theft enabled—if you can’t see the latest chapter, just wait. No need to announce if dropping; personal attacks will be deflected. Thanks for supporting the official release!

Shocking! Admiral Lucas of the Empire has mobilized nearly the entire military force, reportedly to find the person from last night's hotel encounter! Passionate reporters ask, what will happen if he find him? Lucas, with cold eyes: Kill them. Everyone: ?? Why is YOU different from others? From the perspective of the top: The hot-tempered Admiral Lucas has always despised those weepy Omegas. Looking for a partner? Impossible in this lifetime. If forced to choose... the gentle, honest, multi-talented Beta male secretary who can make coffee and match clothes seems more pleasing. From the perspective of the bottom: Luo Ran is Lucas' male secretary, working the toughest job in the Empire. He needs to serve a picky boss, face subordinates, partners, and admirers who are too scared to deal with Lucas. Not only that, but he must carefully hide his identity as an Omega and the person from that night, constantly facing the danger of being killed. Until one day, he unexpectedly goes into heat in front of Lucas, with the sweet scent of pheromones identical to that night. It's over; now he's going to be killed. "How bold you are." Lucas grabs the back of Luo Ran's neck, encircling his waist, laughing, "I'm going to kill you now."

**Title:** **Ye Shu transmigrated into a political intrigue novel he had just finished reading, becoming the first scheming official crushed by the tyrannical male lead—utterly destroyed, his ashes scattered to the wind.** **Ye Shu wasted no time packing his bags and fleeing. Along the way, he even found someone to help relieve the effects of the drug he’d been slipped.** **Who knew he’d wake up the next morning to find the tyrant lying beside him, tilting his head with a smirk: “Sleep well?”** **Ye Shu: “...”** **To save his life, Ye Shu was forced to enter the palace as a consort, thus beginning his miserable existence of being bossed around and exploited by the tyrant.** **The tyrant reviewed memorials—he poured tea and ground ink.** **The tyrant ate—he served dishes and tested for poison.** **The tyrant slept—he even had to warm the bed.** **Only when his belly began to swell did Ye Shu realize: the novel he transmigrated into seemed to have a bug…** **What the hell?! This was actually an ABO world!** **He hadn’t been drugged at all—it was his first differentiation into a Kunjun!** **Tyrant: “My Qiajun’s mating cycle is approaching, beloved consort…”** **Ye Shu slammed the bedroom door shut in the tyrant’s face. “Hah, not a chance.”** **---** **Volatile Tyrant Gong × Cowardly, Dramatic, Death-Fearing Shou** **Historical ABO, fictional dynasty, sweet mpreg one-shot.** **Linked short story "Pretending to Be an Alpha Only to Be Marked by the Shadow Guard" is complete—check the column.** **---** **Upcoming Work—Please Support! ↓↓↓** **"The Regent King’s Consort Is an Omega"** **Zhu Yunzhou came from an ABO world.** **As the rarest, most elite omega, Zhu Yunzhou was pampered for over a decade, his only concern being how to pick the strongest from among his alpha suitors and birth an adorable child.** **But one day, he woke up in an ancient world without ABO genders—and worse, as a male consort offered to the feared Regent King.** **Staring at the man’s cold, sinister expression, Zhu Yunzhou burst into tears on the spot: “You’re terrifying! I want to go home! QAQ”** ** .** **Luckily, the Regent King also disliked the arranged marriage. He promised Zhu Yunzhou freedom once the time was ripe, as long as he played the role of consort convincingly.** **Zhu Yunzhou tearfully agreed.** **He played the part perfectly—dining, indulging, and filling the palace with lively energy. The Regent King found it refreshingly low-maintenance.** **But this peaceful routine lasted only a month before, one night, Zhu Yunzhou knocked on the Regent’s study door in his sleeprobe.** **The little consort’s body burned with fever, his eyes red and teary as he pleaded pitifully: “Can you… bite me? Just once.”** **Who could explain why, in a world without ABO, he was still having heats?! QAQ!!!** **Scheming Regent Gong × Spoiled Dumb Beauty Shou. Mid-length sweet mpreg. Interested? Check the column~**

Prince Yu Yan of the Great Yan had disguised himself as a Qianjun for years, but an unexpected heat cycle led him to sleep with his personal shadow guard. Even worse, due to long-term medication use, his constitution was compromised, making his heat cycles uncontrollable. He had no choice but to rely on the shadow guard to regularly assist him during these cycles. Fortunately, the guard was obedient and fiercely loyal, ready to comply with any request without hesitation. But gradually, things started to feel off— Yu Yan, voice hoarse and furious: "Get the hell out of here!" The shadow guard pulled him into an embrace, eyes innocent: "Master, where would you like me to exit from?" Yu Yan: "...QAQ" Later, when the new emperor of the Great Yan ascended the throne, the young ruler sat stiffly on the dragon throne—before suddenly doubling over and retching in front of the entire court. The ministers were horrified to realize: His Majesty was… *pregnant*. White-on-black shadow guard (top) × oblivious tsundere prince (bottom). Ancient ABO, mpreg fluff.

He was once the head of the immortal sect. Jiang Zheluo single-handedly averted the catastrophe, protecting the people of the divine land, but in doing so lost all his cultivation, turning his hair white overnight. All that remained was a millennium of futile memories and a body riddled with ailments. He retreated from the cultivation world, gathering herbs and planting flowers deep within the Zhongnan Mountains, merely seeking to live out his remaining years in peace. Until... the little spirits he had saved, the juniors he had cared for, and even the demons he had subdued countless times came to him, each one more passionate than the last, grabbing his hand and asking: "Senior, what type do you like? Can you not be so strict about gender?" Jiang Zheluo: "...???" · Wen Renye is the new Demon Lord. He is cold and ruthless, strikingly handsome, and carries the shame of being defeated by the head of the immortal sect with a single move in his youth. Unable to let go of his obsession, Wen Renye rushed to the Zhongnan Mountains, where he saw the former immortal sect leader with his white hair and thin robes, his sickly frame hunched over, a hint of scarlet like cinnabar on his lips from coughing. His obsession remained, Yet his heart skipped a beat.

Kang Jiangxue transmigrated into a background emperor character in an early BL novel, already knowing the full plot. The protagonist, a beautiful bottom, is to be abused physically and mentally by various scum tops, losing his family, enduring humiliation, and being forced to take pregnancy medicine for a forced HE. Kang Jiangxue has ridden all the luxurious "trains" of the beautiful bottom, pitying this poor soul, often casting sympathetic glances his way. As days pass, Kang Jiangxue waits for the plot to reach the bottom's pregnancy, only to be shocked when he touches his own belly. ??? The bottom's belly isn't big, so why is his belly growing!? *** Everyone says Sheng Lingyu is as flawless as jade, desireless and detached. Only he knows the unspoken desire burning within him, unable to erase, unable to hide, always on the verge of breaking free. He wants to make the ruler of the world, the supreme emperor— His own.

**From the Bottom's Perspective:** To make ends meet, Shen Yuan, who had always depended on others, spent over twenty years pretending to be well-behaved—until the night he got drunk after a breakup and let loose for just one evening. The next morning, Shen Yuan left 800 yuan behind and ran off after having his fun. Afterward, he couldn’t stop thinking about that handsome, skillful older man, itching to sleep with him again. But before he could seek him out, the man came knocking on his door. Turns out, he was none other than Qiao Hailou—a renowned figure in the business world, a diamond bachelor, and an old friend of his stepfather whom he hadn’t seen in years. By seniority, Shen Yuan was supposed to call him "Uncle"... Shen Yuan thought, *Damn, I won’t be able to sleep now.* Better pretend they’d never met. Uncle Qiao grinned and said, "Little thing, you can’t just sleep with me and not take responsibility." **From the Top's Perspective:** Qiao Hailou used to look down on his old friends who chased after younger lovers—so weak-willed, falling for pretty faces and getting bossed around by their little wives. Pathetic. He had no patience for immature, selfish, thoughtless, and vain young men. Hah. And then, Qiao Hailou married Shen Yuan, a pure-hearted college student. CEO Qiao declared, "My wife is spoiled and high-maintenance—so what? *I* spoil him. *I* love him. Got a problem with that?"

Paranoid and cruel, possessive top X peerless beauty, fragile and spoiled but mischievous bottom He Zhuan transmigrated into the role of a cannon fodder male concubine offered to the tyrant. Relying on his beauty and ability to bear children, he mistakenly believed that he could win the tyrant's affection over time and recklessly courted disaster, ultimately being personally executed by the tyrant—dismembered beyond recognition. The most terrifying part was that he transmigrated right on the night he was offered to the tyrant, with no help in sight, waiting for the tyrant's arrival— He Zhuan: Hel—p!! Much later, the tyrant reformed, established a queen, and cultivated virtue. However, a more chilling rumor quickly spread: "Guess who is the scariest in the palace?" "It's Queen He. If you glance at him one too many times, the Emperor will personally gouge out your eyes."

Tired of the beauties of hell, the Devil King one day descended to the mortal world and met a silver-haired beauty out for a stroll. With looks off the charts, a tall and slender figure, and a divine aura unlike any other, Lucifer felt his long-dormant heart begin to race. Love at first sight, devotion upon the second meeting. But when he finally succeeded in courting this person who called themselves "Yahweh," Lucifer suddenly realized that this silver-haired beauty seemed… oddly familiar? Wait a minute—isn’t this the very God who cast him into hell?! #The thrilling taste of enemies-turned-lovers#

Arrogant deities automatically erase all memories of mortals upon conceiving a child with them. Thus, the absent-minded and magic-deficient Tea God Bai Qingyu, faced with his son’s question—“Dad, do I have a mom?”—scratches his cheek in confusion: No idea. Rumor has it the city offers better schooling, so to secure his son a superior education, Bai Qingyu decides to follow the bricklayer next door and takes his child to the city to seek work. A kind soul recommends him for a nanny position in a mansion—good pay, and he can bring his kid along. Only catch? The master of the house has a terrible temper, is picky to a fault, and hard to please. * After losing his memory from a fall three years ago, He Renyuan grew explosively temperamental. The new nanny, with his innocent face, airs diapers on his balcony, turns the garden into a vegetable patch, and even raises chickens… He Renyuan erupts in fury every day. The mansion staff tremble, waiting for Bai Qingyu to get fired. Three months later… He Renyuan attends the parent-teacher meeting for the nanny’s son. Returning from the meeting, He Renyuan falls into deep thought. Why does everyone assume this kid is his own? * He Renyuan loves tea; Bai Qingyu is practically steeped in it—He Renyuan swims three times a day in the pool Bai Qingyu just used! Bai Qingyu: I really am good tea! He Renyuan: “...”

Chi Wang is handsome, academically excellent, and ambitious, attending the prestigious H University with a bright future—except for one flaw: he’s poor, so poor his pockets have holes. Because of this, he becomes the "Emperor of Part-time Jobs," working everywhere to carve out a glorious path for himself. Xie Siheng, on the other hand, is H University’s heartthrob—tall, handsome, icy as a glacier, rumored to come from a wealthy family and destined to study abroad. Yet, this doesn’t stop the endless stream of confessions from men and women. These two should have had nothing to do with each other, but by sheer accident, they end up in bed together. When Chi Wang wakes up, he’s stunned. He looks at himself, then at the silent Xie Siheng, before blurting out, “I don’t have to pay for the hotel room, right?” Xie Siheng: “…” Xie Siheng: “No.” Chi Wang quickly leaves, brushing off the incident with ease—he keeps working and attending classes as usual. When he runs into Xie Siheng on campus, they merely nod at each other without any awkwardness. But months later, Chi Wang’s stomach starts to bulge. Blaming it on food poisoning, he goes to the hospital for an IV, urged by friends to get a check-up. The doctor is shocked when the results come in: “You’re pregnant!” Chi Wang: “??” Huh? He’s a guy! After rechecking, the result remains the same: pregnant. Chi Wang: “…” Huh??? * Soon after, Chi Wang seeks out Xie Siheng and whispers mysteriously, “I’m pregnant. You have to take responsibility.” Xie Siheng: “?” Handed several medical reports, Xie Siheng confirms Chi Wang really is pregnant and falls silent. Under Chi Wang’s urging, Xie Siheng’s gaze hardens as he asks solemnly, “Do you want a Chinese-style or Western-style wedding?” Chi Wang: “Huh? I just want reimbursement for the medical fees. We can’t keep this child.” He scratches his head awkwardly, whispering, “I just don’t have the money.” Xie Siheng: “…” Xie Siheng declares firmly: “We’re getting married.” Chi Wang is baffled. “You’ll only pay if we marry?” Xie Siheng: “…” --- **Reading Guide:** 1. Sunshine Unlucky Bottom x Cold, Secretly Obsessive Top 2. A sugary treat—MPreg! MPreg! MPreg! 3. Setting assumes same-sex marriage is normalized.

Lu Gu was forced into a marriage, taking his brother’s place to wed the fierce hunter of Qingxi Village. Despite his reluctance and despair, after threats and beatings, he was shoved onto the wedding sedan. Such an absurd substitution—how could the Shen family let it slide? After a storm of arguments and a complete fallout, Lu Gu was taken back to the Shen household. Bracing himself for a life of trembling hardship, he was surprised to find married life far less brutal than he’d imagined. He even had enough to eat now, and no one struck him. Shen Xuanqing even bought him chicks and ducklings, fencing off part of the backyard so he could raise them. Crouching in the yard, stroking the tiny birds, Lu Gu’s initial fear melted into pure joy. Shen Xuanqing told him they were all his. —— The first time Lu Gu timidly tugged at his sleeve, Shen Xuanqing paused on his way out. His shy little male wife flashed a fleeting, bashful smile and handed him a small cloth pouch of fine flour cakes—provisions for the mountains. Chewing the cakes expressionlessly in the hills, Shen Xuanqing mused: his male wife was obedient, hardworking, and rather pretty when he smiled. Just too thin. He’d need to earn more to fatten him up—otherwise, childbirth would be too hard on him.

Jiang Li, the cold and beautiful academic genius from University A’s medical school, has two secrets. 1. His pheromone was colorless and odorless, yet it render all Alphas impotent. 2. He suffers from severe stage fright—so severe that his breathing becomes irregular, preventing him from completing his graduation defense. The defense requires a panel of 33 professors taking turns to question candidates, with no exemptions unless one applies for a grading-based evaluation in late pregnancy. Jiang Li: That’s a good solution, but— By chance, a friend introduces him to soothe the pheromone storm of a mysterious, irrational Alpha. Surprisingly, someone can actually smell his pheromones without losing potency—and is even calmed by Jiang Li. Six months later, at University A’s graduate defense session: Jiang Li stands with a slightly rounded abdomen and pale lips, avoiding eye contact with the panel below. By the end, his clothes are drenched in cold sweat. His research is flawless, and the room falls silent as the grading system prepares to announce a perfect score— Suddenly, a deep voice echoes from the back row. "On the night of December 3rd, were you really in the lab?" Cen Lang flips open the lab log, presses a slender finger against the date, and raises cold, questioning eyes. Jiang Li’s phobia flares up. Clutching the table, his face turns ghostly pale. "...Yes." What, can’t I still drag myself out to run an experiment? Cen Lang has endured pheromone storms for twelve years, leaving anyone near him during episodes with chronic neural pain. Until one day, a fleeting deity descends. Only to leave him a counterfeit. Cen Lang folds his hands, gazing lazily at Jiang Li with dangerous intent. "Those who dare lie to me—" Jiang Li: "Can I draw a vial of your pheromones?" Cen Lang: "...Fine."

A stunning beauty suddenly transmigrates to ancient times and gets bound to a tech-tree system. *"Can’t you bind a workaholic instead?"* System: *"Hurry up and move! Don’t you want electric lights?"* The beauty: Critical hit. System: *"If you really don’t want to work, just have a baby and transfer me to them."* The beauty: *"You mean…?"* *Give birth yourself!* The beauty closes his eyes. *"Let me consider it."* Watching him slack off relentlessly, the system cries: *"Heaven sends no sage—eternity remains in darkness!"* *Go find that child a father!* Lazing in the courtyard, the beauty points skyward and declares: *"Sages have no fathers—conceived by divine grace!"* The next moment, the emperor, affected by a love curse, falls from the sky. The beauty: *Unbelievable.* Year Three of Pingjia—the emperor tours the south, passing Yangzhou, where the people prosper and education thrives. Officials praise the governor for his benevolence: *"Not a soul is left uncared for!"* Then, a two-year-old toddler stumbles forth, begging for food. *"Three bowls—one for me, two for Dad!"* The little voice chimes. The emperor’s gaze darkens. *"Where is your father?"* *"In bed."* *"Paralyzed?"* *"Huh?"* Never did the lofty emperor expect his wife and child would be begging. Little prince: *"I’m super good at begging!"* Lazybones: *"Enough, kid."*

Han Feixu bid farewell to her deskmate, agreeing to skip class together that evening to cheer for their goddess in the city center. She went home to catch up on sleep, only to wake up and find it was already ten years later. Dazed and confused, Han Feixu climbed out of bed in an unfamiliar room, only to see her goddess in loungewear coldly handing her a set of keys. "You’re picking up Yiyi today." Han Feixu: "!!!???" Later, she tracked down her deskmate, who, after hearing about her amnesia, fell silent for a long moment before pulling out a photo. In it were Han Feixu, her goddess, and an adorable little girl. Deskmate pointed to the goddess: "This is your wife." Han Feixu: "What?!" Deskmate pointed to the little girl: "This is your daughter." Han Feixu: "Huh?!" Putting down the photo, the deskmate patted her shoulder. "Don’t worry too much—you two are about to get divorced. Focus on figuring out how to fight for custody first." Han Feixu: "..."

Waking up, Ji Yu found himself transmigrated—not only into a different body, but also saddled with a kid. Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it. He decided to study hard and raise the child well. But… Why did that guy named He Zhou look at him so strangely? And why did he inexplicably find himself drawn to him? Just one glance would send his heart racing, his neck burning, and his legs weakening. The real shock came later— The kid he was raising suddenly transformed into a rare little creature, calling him "Mommy" in tiny growls. His stomach also started acting up, growing rounder day by day. Doctor: "You're pregnant." Ji Yu: "...Whose?" He Zhou stubbed out his cigarette and pushed open the door: "Mine."

He Gu sacrificed everything for the Crown Prince, suppressing rebellions in the north and south, only to face the extermination of his entire family after the new emperor ascended the throne. Returning to the age of sixteen, he faced two choices: Once again accept the olive branch offered by the Crown Prince and become his trusted confidant. He Gu: I spit on that! Or marry the legendary noble, aloof, and misandrous princess, becoming a pitiful consort who couldn’t pursue an official career, lived off his wife’s wealth, and might remain a virgin forever. He Gu: ...So what if it’s a cushy life? I’ll take it! Later, Young Marquis He encountered the princess while she was out hunting. The princess, dressed in red riding a black horse, her skin as fair as snow, glanced at him from afar, her gaze as sharp as autumn water. Young Marquis He was instantly captivated. ...The cushy life in his hands suddenly seemed a lot more appealing. What he never expected was that after going through all the trouble to become the consort, he would realize that the princess wasn’t quite right. Yes, *he*, not *she*. Turns out the whole "remaining a virgin forever" thing was a lie—this guy was anything but lacking in that department. He Gu suddenly realized his belly was growing, and he was filled with grief and indignation. “What if people find out? How can I live as the consort?” “Indeed, it’s awkward for the consort to be pregnant... But if the empress is pregnant, giving birth to the royal heir, wouldn’t that be perfectly natural?”

Ren Xiu, a ginseng spirit, leaped into a rift in time to escape his pursuers and avoid capture, only to unexpectedly travel to the future. While unconscious, he is mistaken as a replacement by a runaway bride. Waking up, he finds himself with a husband... and Ren Xiu couldn’t be more pleased. For the first time in his life, he’s encountered such a delicious source of nourishment! He can’t help but want to sink his roots in! And so, the severely injured and bedridden Marshal gains an affectionate little "wife" who can’t keep his hands to himself—and drools over him.