The Vicious Little Beauty’s Rise to Power

Even after finally climbing to the position of the Underworld King’s consort, Shu Qing still dreams of the past.
Dreams of the first year he was banished to the Underworld.
He worked hard to secure a minor managerial position, thinking that once his punishment period ended, he could return to the Immortal Mountain.
Unexpectedly, he caught the eye of the Underworld King and became the male concubine everyone in the Underworld wanted to beat up.
Back then, to please the Underworld King, he called him “husband” for the first time, only to be pushed away with a cold sneer: “Do you think you’re worthy of calling me that?”
The Underworld King was aloof, looked down on him, and treated him coldly, yet refused to let him go: “Without my permission, don’t even think about leaving. Even if you could go back, the Immortal Mountain wouldn’t accept you again.”
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But later, it was the same noble Underworld King who knelt on one knee by his bed, humbly pleading: “Sweetheart, please drink the medicine. Vent all your anger on me, don’t take it out on yourself.”
Even later, it was still the Underworld King who held him in his arms, whispering tenderly in his ear: “Call me husband again, the child is so big now, at least call me once more.”
Dreaming of the past, Shu Qing felt upset.
Seeing the Underworld King lying beside him, he kicked him hard.
The Underworld King was half-kicked off the bed, waking up in a daze, glancing at the little beauty on the bed throwing a tantrum and settling old scores, not daring to say a word.
He reached out to touch the little beauty’s swollen pregnant belly, coaxing gently: “Is this little rascal bothering you again?”