We Agreed Not to Fall in Love, So Why Are You Crying Now That I’m the Emperor’s Aunt?

[He Has to Win Her Back + Second Male Lead Takes the Lead + Married First, Love Later + Clear-Eyed, Sweet and Gentle Beauty vs. Possessive, Hypocritical Tyrant]

Jiang Li loved Crown Prince Pei Yan for three years, taking blades for him and testing medicines on herself until she was left with a body riddled with illness.

But the moment his one true love returned to the capital, Pei Yan unhesitatingly stuffed Jiang Li into a bridal sedan and made her marry in her place to his ninth uncle, a bloodthirsty, ruthless man suffering from madness.

Pei Yan looked down at her coldly. “You’re nothing but a pawn of mine. Getting to marry in Jiao Jiao’s place is a blessing.”

Jiang Li finally gave up on him. She wiped away her tears and climbed into the sedan without looking back.

Everyone said the Ninth Prince was a madman who killed without blinking and never let anyone stay alive by his side for long.

On their wedding night, the Ninth Prince lifted her veil with a bloodstained sword, ready to make the spy’s blood splash across the floor.

But the bride wasn’t afraid. Instead, she offered him a sweet osmanthus cake.

“Your Highness must be tired from all that killing. How about something sweet to restore your strength?”

“If that’s not enough, I have poison, too. One drop of blood and it’ll kill instantly, so Your Highness won’t have to lift a finger.”

The Ninth Prince: ...

What kind of spy is this, so considerate and understanding?

Not only did Jiang Li survive, the Ninth Prince spoiled her rotten, and she steadily rose through the ranks to become the empress, the only woman in his harem.

The noblewomen of the capital flocked to Jiang Li for advice.

Jiang Li shook her head and said earnestly, “You don’t need to tame him.”

“Other than insisting on holding me while we sleep every night, he’s not at all clingy. He has a lovely temper.”

“A few days ago, the crown prince stood outside the palace gates late at night, crying out my name. My husband didn’t get angry at all. He just gently told someone to break the crown prince’s legs, then sent the best wound medicine to the Eastern Palace to thank him for giving me up.”

“He really is an incredibly magnanimous man.”