Jinghong, I Offer You My Empire and Ask You to Be My Empress

In her previous life, she was Princess Jinghong of Yan, the most honored woman in the kingdom. But after her country fell and her family was destroyed, she became a prisoner of war.

Presented to Yin Xuanjin, the tyrant of Great Yin, she was driven mad by hatred and eventually died bitter and alone in the Cold Palace.

When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the prisoner’s cart, before the Altar of State.

This time, Chu Jinghong hid her sharp edges and kept her hatred buried.

The tyrant’s headaches flared up? She used a secret Yan technique to ease his pain.

The harem schemed against her at every turn? She relied on memories of her previous life to foil each plot.

The feudal lords plotted rebellion? She warned him with her foresight and helped him secure his throne.

Everyone said the princess of a fallen kingdom was as meek as a lamb, a delicate plaything in the tyrant’s palm.

But the ruler famed for his brutality looked at her more and more strangely.

“Your Majesty, this memorial…”

“Let the queen approve it. I want to watch you frown.”

“Your Majesty, the border is under attack…”

“Let the queen decide what to do. I want to hear your voice.”

At last, Chu Jinghong could take no more. “Can you focus on governing for once?”

The tyrant lowered his head, aggrieved. “But you are my government.”

Later, the history books recorded that the Tyrant Yin spent his entire life doing only two things:

Doting on his queen, and helping her rule the realm.