After Being Reborn, I Was Pregnant with the Regent's Child

The sun and moon drift above the towering imperial city, while an empty dragon robe hangs in the palace. The sovereign's words vanish on the wind, and the hearts of all under heaven turn toward Marquis Wei.

In the thirteenth year of Yongzhao, the powerful clans that had controlled the state of Chu for over two hundred years were uprooted. Wei Mingyuan, the Regent who had held sway over the entire court, was brought to justice. A cup of poisoned wine was the final courtesy Emperor Xiao Zhou could offer his former teacher. Yet Xiao Zhou delayed laying him to rest.

Everyone said Xiao Zhou hated Wei Mingyuan to the core, and must be whipping his corpse day after day to ease his hatred.

That December, after enduring and biding his time for over a decade, the Emperor passed away. Wei Mingyuan and Xiao Zhou were buried together in the imperial mausoleum.

The entire court was stunned. They begged the new emperor to have the traitor Wei Mingyuan's bones ground to dust, and not to bury him in the same tomb as the late emperor under any circumstances.

But the joint burial was Xiao Zhou's final edict, and the new emperor dared not disobey.

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When Xiao Zhou opened his eyes again, he had unexpectedly returned to seven years earlier. His wings were not yet strong, so he dared not reveal that he had been reborn, much less offend Wei Mingyuan, whose power was at its height.

In front of Wei Mingyuan, he could only be obedient, then wait for a chance to strike and dismantle the Wei family's power.

But Wei Mingyuan in this life had an especially foul temper and was always threatening to hit people. After being beaten, Xiao Zhou would collapse into Wei Mingyuan's arms and cry. He did not dare complain that it hurt, only pursed his lips into a tiny pout, tears welling in his eyes as he begged Wei Mingyuan to blow on it for him.

With memories of his past life, Xiao Zhou had a remarkably smooth time this life. He smoothly cultivated his own allies in court, smoothly suppressed the clans' arrogance, and smoothly climbed into Wei Mingyuan's bed...

Xiao Zhou, who had secretly loved his teacher, did not win his affection. Instead, when the truth came out, Wei Mingyuan submitted a memorial requesting retirement.

Clingy Xiao Zhou felt as if the sky had fallen. He was wary of the family behind Wei Mingyuan, but at the same time could not bear to part with his teacher. Overcome by emotion, he lost control for a moment and threw up all over Wei Mingyuan.

"I... I..." Xiao Zhou's nose stung, and he nearly burst into tears in front of the entire court.

In the Emperor's bedchamber, the imperial physician kept knocking his head against the floor as he confessed his guilt. "Your humble servant's medical skills are inadequate. I beg Your Majesty and the Regent to punish me."

Wei Mingyuan was so frightened by the physician's reaction that he could barely stand. Trembling, he asked, "Your Majesty..."

"His Majesty's pulse is smooth and flowing, like pearls rolling across a plate, rounded and slippery beneath the fingers. It is... it is identical to the pulse of a woman who is pregnant."

Xiao Zhou gently tugged at Wei Mingyuan's sleeve and said softly, "Teacher, I want some sour apricots."

Content warnings:

Wei Mingyuan is the top and Xiao Zhou is the bottom. Both are reborn.

Written to indulge a personal kink, with no logic and some discipline scenes.

There will be three pregnancies and four babies.

In their past life, neither of them knew how to speak their minds. This time, they will.

There will be more pregnancy and childbirth than child-rearing.

Theme: Love should be spoken bravely