Feel-good power fantasy + one woman, multiple devoted male leads + rivalry among the men
The prodigiously gifted princess was adored from childhood, until she said this at the age of five: "Father, the Dragon Throne is so nice. When you die, pass it on to me, will you?"
Only then did her feudal emperor father realize how rebellious she was, and from that moment on he kept her under close watch.
Fortunately, when she came of age, she started taking an interest in handsome men, and the emperor breathed a sigh of relief. It was embarrassing, sure, but still better than her coveting the throne.
He never expected her to cause another scene when it came time for her to marry, declaring that she would only take a husband who married into her family, and would not marry into anyone else's.
The news rocked the court, and the common people chattered among themselves.
"Tsk, tsk, no wonder they say she's unruly, outrageous, and promiscuous."
"And she loves forcing people into her bed! Didn't you know? She has three thousand male consorts, and she seized most of them."
"If no one agrees to marry into her family, do you think she'll just snatch someone?"
Everyone drew in a sharp breath.
With her fearsome reputation, all the handsome men in the capital suddenly felt unsafe.
The newly appointed top scholar claimed to have a hidden ailment, and a fair-faced general confessed to a physical shortcoming.
The handsome third-place candidate hid in the crowd, but she still hauled him out and announced before everyone, "I want this man!" She scared him clean out of his wits.
Yet somehow, the upright, aloof, chaste Grand Tutor, the sole heir of his family for nine generations, actually came forward and asked to marry into hers.
Everyone was baffled. Had he gone mad?
But it seemed this madness was contagious. At first it was, "Let whoever wants to marry in do so." Later, it became, "If you're marrying in, then so am I."
Their ailments mysteriously vanished and their shortcomings somehow corrected themselves. They dropped hints like crazy: "Princess, the nights are getting cold. Won't you take someone to warm your bed? I'm naturally warm..."
Word of this reached the people, but the martial world paid no heed. They had their own ideal woman. Forget the prodigy princess. It was the Moonlit Lord, a peerless and brilliant woman for whom people would gladly become her lovers.
The world praised one by putting the other down, convinced the two were worlds apart.
Then one day, a new male consort fled the princess's manor. After rolling and crawling through every hardship for half a month, he finally sought refuge with the Moonlit Alliance.
Kneeling before her, still shaken and weeping, he said, "The princess is cruel and merciless. I can't bear it any longer. I beg you, Lord, protect me. I would gladly serve as your slave."
The woman on the dais said coolly, "Raise your head."
Perhaps the Lord is particular about looks and wants to inspect my face?
He wiped his tears and looked up. Huh? Isn't this the same woman?
#No one can escape the prodigy's world#
#She gets both the realm and the handsome men#
Reading guide:
A fictional setting. Her cruelty is a rumor, and her reputation has been unfairly ruined, but she really is lustful.
Fatherly types, younger-brother types, puppy types, wolf types, and all kinds in between.
She wants power and handsome men alike, and will never give up pleasure while building her career.
The author got a sudden whim and is in an emperor mood again. To be opened on a chosen date.
Blurb screenshotted on March 5, 2026.
Theme: I determine my own fate
