The Cold Dowager Empress Keeps Crawling into My Bed

He Yi had been spoiled into a willful, pampered brat from childhood, and after differentiating as a Qianyuan, she became even more unruly.

With a mother who was the Minister of Revenue and an older sister serving in the army, she still showed no restraint at the Imperial College, where the children of the elite gathered.

The Chancellor's eldest daughter, the prefect's youngest daughter, the daughter of the Minister of Works, and even the Sixth Imperial Princess all followed at her heels.

One day she skipped class to drink, the next she played polo, and the day after that she gathered her friends to go raid a bandit's den. She turned Shengjing upside down, and people who came to complain nearly wore down the doorstep.

But before the Minister of Personnel could discipline her, that little menace calmed down all on her own. She obediently sat in class, as docile as if she'd seen a ghost.

Her parents wept with joy, exclaiming that He Yi had finally grown up and become sensible.

But only He Yi knew she'd really gotten herself into terrible trouble: she'd been climbing over the wall every day to flirt with the Empress Dowager!

Who could have known that the dignified Empress Dowager would be quietly praying and recuperating in a tiny temple?

He Yi had taken her for a widow who'd lost her husband and was trying to enter a convent. The moment they met, she'd called her a beauty, all starry-eyed.

She'd used every shameless trick in the book: hugging her, kissing her, swearing eternal love. She'd even been ready to risk getting beaten to death by her parents to ask for her hand, only for her beauty to turn out to be the Empress Dowager?

Skipping class is risky. Better hit the books.

She not only studied day and night, but even moved into the dormitory she'd always considered too shabby.

But how could the Empress Dowager possibly appear in a rough bed with a hard mattress?

Her dark hair spilled loose, her pale shoulders bare. A thin veil of mist clouded her limpid eyes, and a sorrow that would not lift lingered between her brows. She looked so sorrowful and forlorn as she sobbed, “You little heartbreaker, are you really willing to abandon me?”

An ensemble story about a band of young rakes causing all sorts of trouble. The Empress Dowager is an older woman who has fallen in love, and all she does is dote on the pampered little darling, spoiling the young rake into becoming even more outrageous.

Theme: Turn over a new leaf and become a better person