Reborn, the Cold-Hearted Crown Prince Refuses to Let Go

He was the emperor, and she was the empress he had personally deposed.

On the day she died in the Cold Palace, she finally learned that the bowls of fertility soup she had been given were actually meant to make her barren.

The Wen clan was exiled, and she died full of hatred.

As she closed her eyes, the last thing she saw was Beiye Jin standing beside the woman he had always wanted to make his true empress.

Everything before her seemed to mock her foolish hopes...

When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the year the Crown Prince was choosing his consorts.

In this life, she swore to sever her attachments, protect her family, punish the scoundrels, and destroy the scheming vixens.

When Wen Qingfu avoided him as if he were a venomous snake, Beiye Jin pressed her at every turn, his eyes reddening as he asked, “Do you really hate me that much?”

Later, the heir to a marquisate, rich enough to rival a nation and powerful enough to command the court, and the prince who held the court in his thrall all became her devoted admirers.

But Beiye Jin came rushing into her residence, still recovering from illness, and rasped, “Fu’er, you can treat me however you like from now on. I only want you to be my empress... Could you please turn around and look at me?”