You Climbed the Social Ladder, So Why Are You Crying Now That I'm Marrying a Royal Consort?

[Second male lead takes the lead + political intrigue + a strong female lead]

She had once helped him become the most favored prince in the Great Yue dynasty.

And he had sworn on his life that he would spend it with her alone, as her one and only.

After completing her mission, An Youyue chose to stay by He Yuzhang's side.

But when she returned from the southern frontier, where she had gone two years earlier to risk her life for him, she discovered that he had married the legitimate daughter of a marquis's household and made her his princess consort.

Even her son looked down on her and refused to call her mother.

When An Youyue tried to take her child away, he said, “The only woman who can be my mother is the Third Miss of the Yong'an Marquis's household. Are you back now to ruin our future?”

When she asked for a divorce, He Yuzhang said, “Qingyao is the legitimate daughter of a marquis's household. You've already been granted the immense favor of standing as her equal. What more could you possibly want?”

It turned out that the lure of power was what revealed people's true nature.

An Youyue asked the System for her final reward and transformed into the legitimate Second Princess of Fengyong.

Taking her daughter with her, she relied on her own abilities to claim the throne, led an army to raze the Great Yue palace, and listened as the officials of both nations shouted, “Long live the empress!”

He Yuzhang and his son became prisoners of a fallen kingdom, fit only to kneel on the ground and gaze up at the mother and daughter.

“I was blinded back then. You are my one and only mother.”

“Yue'er, I know I was wrong. I ask for nothing more than to be your consort and serve you every day.”

An Youyue looked at them coldly. “There was once a cure for regret in this world, but you threw it away with your own hands.”

Father and son clung to each other and wept.

That night, Fengyong's most jealous man could no longer sit still.

The cunning regent, Shen Yun, lay in the warm bedchamber with reddened eyes, tattling to her.

“Your Majesty, don't forget you promised that I alone would be by your side for the rest of your life.”

“He's old, ugly, and stupid. How could he serve Your Majesty as well as I can?”