How Did I Become the Empress?!

(Discontinued due to the author's limited writing ability. Read at your own risk.)

[Bright and spirited, sickly beauty uke × sweet on the surface, dark and obsessive younger seme]

Wen Yu transmigrated and became the son of a powerful family in the Yu Dynasty, and was bound to a Plane System.

As a history blogger, he now had the knowledge, the golden finger, and the status to make things happen. It would be a waste of his trip if he didn't stir up some trouble!

But...

In his first life, he worked tirelessly to help the Crown Prince take the throne, only to be discarded once his usefulness was over.

In his second life, he deliberately chose another prince with a noble temperament, only to find out the guy was a hypocrite. Getting discarded wasn't enough: he also tried to ruin Wen Yu's reputation.

Reborn once again, Wen Yu silently lay down.

[System: Host, pull yourself together. This time, it'll definitely work out!]

Wen Yu: Three strikes and you're out.

Whoever wants to get involved in the succession struggle can do it themselves!

He had decided to lie flat, but the Seventh Prince, whom he had never paid any attention to in his previous two lives, took the initiative to approach him.

Wen Yu didn't want to get involved, but the little guy looked so pitiful, like a puppy caught in the rain. It was hard not to feel sorry for him.

Wen Yu: ...But then again.

[System: Didn't you say you weren't getting involved?!]

What can he do? Who could turn down a pitiful, adorable little puppy?

*

Recently, a new piece of gossip had been making the rounds in Shengjing: the sickly son of Duke Anguo had finally started going out. Everyone who had seen him said Young Master Wen was so handsome that even the immortals in the heavens couldn't compare.

Ming Ziyan only smiled at the news, not particularly interested. Yet the very night he happened to meet Young Master Wen, he began to dream.

The dreams were jumbled and chaotic. When he woke, he couldn't remember a thing, except the piercing pain that cut to the bone and Wen Yu's eyes, bright as the stars and moon.

Every night after that, he was caught in dreams he couldn't explain and couldn't escape.

Who was Wen Yu, and why did he stir his heart so deeply?

Ming Ziyan had no idea. He could only find one excuse after another to stay by Wen Yu's side, as if that were the only way to ease the growing unease in his heart.

But before he knew it, he could no longer take his eyes off Wen Yu.

*

After Ming Ziyan ascended the throne, Wen Yu turned down his offer to make him a prince with equal standing to the emperor.

The new emperor's expression shifted, but he did not get angry.

But no one knew that Wen Yu couldn't even leave the palace gates that day.

Inside the emperor's bedchamber:

The doors were tightly shut. Wen Yu watched Ming Ziyan walk toward him and kept backing away until he had nowhere left to go and fell onto the imperial bed.

Ming Ziyan pressed himself against him. His eyes roiled with undisguised possessiveness, yet his face still wore that utterly pitiful expression. "Brother Yu, are you going to leave me?"

He gripped Wen Yu's ankle tightly, leaving him unable to move.

Soft, lingering kisses fell as Ming Ziyan murmured in a low voice beside his ear, "Will you stay here with me?"

Wen Yu's eyes widened. He raised a hand to stop him. "Wait..."

Had something gone wrong somewhere?!

But Ming Ziyan didn't stop. He went on as if talking to himself:

"Why did you refuse my offer? You don't like it?"

"I suppose a prince with equal standing to the emperor would have too many burdens. It wouldn't suit you, Brother Yu."

Then he pulled an imperial edict naming Wen Yu empress from a hidden compartment.

"You'd be much better suited to being my empress, Brother Yu."

Wen Yu: ?

Wen Yu: !!!

No, how did I become the empress?!

Reading guide:

1. The setting is fictional. Please don't compare it to reality.

2. Both leads are reborn. The seme's memories will gradually return.

3. They dote on each other; they are each other's one and only, with an extremely mutual attraction.

4. The uke has a very powerful golden finger. Please don't read if that's not your thing.

5. A mindless, indulgent, sweet story. Just enjoy it, and please don't scrutinize the logic or details.

Note: This story is purely for entertainment. Please don't read too much into it, and I don't accept writing advice. If it makes you uncomfortable, please stop reading rather than forcing yourself. Thank you for understanding!

Theme: Overcome every obstacle and reach new heights