"Bright, sweet, and carefree princess * gentle, deep-hearted emperor" "Reborn and married to her former fiance's father." Not a strong heroine; she's favored from the start. The male lead isn't a virgin, but falls for and dotes exclusively on the heroine.
Ming Wan, Princess of Yuanzhao, had a dream.
She dreamed that after Emperor Chengyuan, who had raised her, died, the Crown Prince fell in love with the true daughter recently brought back to the Changning Marquis's household. She, the Crown Princess everyone had assumed was a sure thing, was demoted from wife to concubine and died a miserable death.
She didn't believe it at first, until the Crown Prince returned from an outing with a woman and gently explained that the girl had suffered greatly and asked Ming Wan to take good care of her.
Could the dream really have been true?!
Terrified, timid Ming Wan shoved past the Crown Prince and rushed into Zichen Hall, throwing herself against the emperor. His strong arms caught her as she looked up, teary-eyed, and cried, "Your Majesty, save me! The Crown Prince wants to kill me!"
Emperor Chengyuan didn't scold her. He spoke gently: "Zhaozhao, don't panic. Take your time and tell me."
Emperor Chengyuan raised the young girl, but no matter how carefully he searched, he couldn't find her a suitable husband. After giving it some thought, His Majesty decided to marry her himself.
The court officials had always been quite content. Their emperor was wise and mighty, gentle and benevolent, and respected by everyone in and out of court. That is, until one day His Majesty casually informed them that he intended to make someone empress: the Princess of Yuanzhao he had raised himself.
His loyal ministers: "..."
!!! That's the little princess you raised with your own hands!
The Crown Prince knelt outside Ming Wan's hall in the rain. "Wanwan, Ye'er and I aren't what you think... If you'll have me, I'll go ask Father Emperor for his permission right now!"
Inside the hall, the man chuckled, his voice low and husky. "Zhaozhao, how many other lovesick men do you have, like this wretch?"
"N-none... Your Majesty."
