The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress: Reborn

Pairing: Delicate, soft-hearted beauty bottom x gloomy, ruthless emperor top They said the Northern Warlord was violent and mercurial, with countless people dead at his hands. In his previous life, An Changqing believed the rumors. He feared the man and never dared look him in the eye. Only after he died did he learn that the ruthless man had given him all his tenderness. Reborn on their wedding night, An Changqing looked at the man whose every feature seemed to spell menace and took the initiative to kiss him. The man’s expression was dark as he scrutinized An Changqing, gripping his chin. “You’re not afraid of me?” An Changqing looped his arms around the man’s neck and smiled sweetly. “I’m not afraid of you. I’m only afraid of pain.” And the man before him had never been willing to let him suffer. The biggest topic in Yejing lately was that the Northern Warlord had rejected the Empress Dowager’s arranged match and chosen for himself an unfavored concubine-born son from the Prime Minister’s household to be his consort. People said the young man was beautiful, but unlucky to have caught the Northern Warlord’s eye. He probably wouldn’t survive his wedding night. Everyone was waiting to see the Northern Warlord’s household make a fool of itself. But they waited and waited… until the Northern Warlord ascended the throne, until the concubine-born son became the emperor’s male empress and enjoyed his exclusive favor, until all they could do was bow flat on the ground and cry, “Long live the Emperor and Empress!” Still, they never got to see the spectacle they’d hoped for. ★Reader’s Guide★ 1. One-on-one pairing. In both lifetimes, the top and bottom have eyes for each other alone. A sweet, marriage-first, love-later story. 2. The bottom is gentle and loves to act spoiled, but only with the top. He’s a lovely, sensible beauty, not a drama queen. 3. Pregnancy and childbirth! If that’s not your thing, don’t read. And don’t call the bottom girly if you do. The author likes this trope, so if you don’t, you can still back out now. 4. The dynasty is fictional, and the setting is a mix of different influences. Please don’t nitpick the historical details. 5. Please read the blurb and content warnings. If you’re a strong-couple fan or a closet romance fan, this isn’t for you. Keep your eyes open, and everyone will be happier. 6. The content warnings are already very clear. If you still come in to stir trouble about things I’ve repeatedly emphasized, don’t blame me for giving you a piece of my mind. Coming Next Ancient-style fantasy romance, “After I Took the Demon Lord’s Innocence and Abandoned Him.” Please add it to your library =3= (One) After his identity was exposed, Sang Ruo died under attack from the righteous sects. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the bed of his greatest enemy, Shang Huaixue, leader of the immortal sects. Shang, the sect leader, had his robes half open, his eyes full of tenderness. His usually cold and self-possessed face was flushed with desire. He was showing the effects of the “Lovesick Gu.” The Lovesick Gu was a potent aphrodisiac. Those who took it became infatuated with the person who had administered it, obeying their every command. Even a thousand feet of ice could melt into a pool of spring water. It lasted three months. Sang Ruo: ??? What a deal! So he used the man as a cultivation partner, again and again. With the three-month deadline approaching, Sang Ruo packed his things and ran. To avoid retaliation from Shang Huaixue afterward, he couldn’t go to the righteous immortal sects, so he decided to seek refuge in the demon realm instead. (Two) Since the previous Demon Lord’s death, the demon realm had fractured into warring factions. The new Demon Lord had united them all with an iron fist, yet no one had ever seen his true face. On the Nth day after Sang Ruo sought refuge in the demon realm, he was fortunate enough to receive an audience with the Demon Lord. He rubbed his hands together, ready to do something great. But the moment he entered the Demon Lord’s bedchamber, someone grabbed him by the nape of the neck. Shang Huaixue chuckled into his ear. “Satisfied with using me to practice your skills?” Sang Ruo: ????? Damn it! The leader of the immortal sects and the supreme ruler of the demonic path are the same person? Who the hell would believe that? I’m unbelievably unlucky. (Three) Shang Huaixue searched heaven and earth for one person for more than two hundred years. He never expected that person to come straight to him. This time, he would devour him whole and meld him into his very bones and blood. He would never let him go again. [Flirtatious, carefree bottom who runs after seducing people x upright gentleman top driven to madness. The bottom is no respectable sort, while the top is usually extremely proper.] Theme: