Only after becoming a wife did she realize that everything had been an illusion: her father's favor, her mother's grave illness, even her death, which became an excuse to start a war. Reborn, Sheng Yanyan kills anyone who stands in her way, be they human or god. But when she sees the husband from her previous life again, all she wants is to cling to his coattails.
“Your Majesty, are you short on beauties?”
“No. Get lost!”
Sheng Yanyan pretends to leave. “Sure thing, Your Majesty, I'm going now?”
She rolls out, then rolls back in. “Your Majesty, I forgot to ask: are you impotent? Why else would there be no one in your harem?”
The emperor's face darkens. He hoists Sheng Yanyan over his shoulder and tosses her onto the bed. “Let's see whether I can perform or not.”
Sheng Yanyan: “You bastard emperor, you're bullying me! Boohoo…”
The emperor smiles with satisfaction. “We'll pick this up again tomorrow night!”
Sheng Yanyan just wants to run away now, though she isn't sure if it's too late.
