The Tyrant Is Obsessed with Me

From a humiliated princess sent to marry into an enemy kingdom to a camp follower gifted to a subordinate, dying with her heart full of resentment, Yun Zhao’s life had been a joke. When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to that wedding night when she was at the mercy of others.

The man before her was Yan Huan, the iron-fisted tyrant who would one day unite the realm. In her previous life, she had died for her pride and defiance. This time, she tore through her fear and smiled at the man’s icy gaze before kissing him of her own accord. “No one else is worthy of touching me. If I’m to be taught, Your Majesty must do it himself.”

She wielded her beauty like a blade and made a game of her foreknowledge. From a plaything in his bed, she rose step by step to become a strategist who could stand beside him. He dismissed his entire harem for her and slaughtered her enemies, convinced he had long since locked this proud phoenix securely in his grasp.

But at the victory banquet celebrating his unification of the realm, just as he was at the height of his triumph, she burned the edict naming her empress in front of everyone. Her smile was as lovely as a blade coated in poison. “Your Majesty taught me very well. Now it’s my turn to make the rules.”

This time, she would make the tyrant bow and submit.