The Emperor Doesn't Want to Be a Little Puppy (Reborn)

A little announcement: New chapters go up every night at 9 sharp. I hope all you lovely readers will subscribe and show your support. (Bows!) Yan Wanqing, daughter of the Duke of Jin, married the heir of the Northern Ning family and jumped from a city tower to her death. She understood perfectly well that, in the end, her love had lost to power. After being reborn, Wanqing returned to the year she was sixteen, the turning point of her life. In her previous life, she chose to become a marquise, but men couldn't be relied on. So this time, she chose to enter the palace and serve the Grand Empress Dowager. What could be better than living a quiet, desire-free life? Who could have guessed that once inside the palace, she'd meet the emperor? Thinking of the emperor's three thousand beauties, Wanqing decided to become a block of wood. But... things didn't seem to be going the way she'd expected. In the hazy night at the Duke of Jin's residence, he lifted her chin and trapped her in his arms, sneering, "Fourth Miss, I hear you've been gossiping about me behind my back?" As spring blossomed in the palace, he strolled along and glanced back at her following close behind. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, "Everyone thinks you want to enter the palace as a consort. What do you think?" Later, on a path lined with blooming wildflowers, he frowned and pinched her cheek hard. "Can't you pay a little more attention to me?" Wanqing blinked at him, smiling gently, and shook her head to show she didn't understand. The emperor was a little awkward. Later, the two of them had the following conversation. Emperor: "I came to see the Grand Empress Dowager, not you in particular." Wanqing: "Mm." Emperor: "Um, are you feeling better?" Wanqing: "Thank you for asking, Your Majesty. Much better." Emperor: "Ahem... I wasn't worried about you. I was just asking. By the way, I brought some medicine. I hear it's pretty good." Wanqing: "..." Emperor: "Xiao Luzi said red and green go well together." Wanqing: "And?" Emperor: "Your name is Yan Wanqing, and I'm Chu Fei. Perhaps..." Wanqing: "Don't you think red and green look awful together, Your Majesty?" 1. A sharp-tongued but honest emperor x a cunning, aloof noblewoman 2. The road to winning her back is long, but this is still a sweet and doting romance 3. Updates every night at 9 p.m. (I'll post in advance if I need a break.) I finish what I start, so jump in without worry. Coming soon: I'll Be My Ex's Daughter-in-Law The royal family has fallen into decline, and the regent has held power for many years, dominating the imperial court. They say the regent is charming and flirtatious, yet still unmarried. All the families in the capital eagerly offer up their daughters. But the regent turns everyone down, setting his sights only on Lu Chaosheng, daughter of the Earl of Zhennan. He prepares ten miles of bridal finery and an eight-man sedan chair to welcome her as his bride. After their marriage, Chaosheng spends every night alone. Her health fails, and before a year is out, she dies young. When Chaosheng is reborn, the regent has just sent a matchmaker to her home with a marriage proposal. But she hates the regent and swears she'll never marry him again. She'll make him pay, too. The regent has a mysterious adopted son, Yan Song, his most cherished person, whom he has carefully groomed since childhood. Chaosheng gives a cold smile. If she wants to bring down the father, she'll start with the son. She pretends to be a sweet, innocent little girl and carefully contrives opportunities to seduce Yan Song. Yan Song narrows his eyes and smiles, watching her performance without being moved. Later, Chaosheng grows tired of it and refuses to keep acting. Yan Song reaches out to pat her head and says with a smile, "You have to persevere." Chaosheng gives him a cool glance. "I have a good marriage proposal in front of me now. I don't feel like persevering." Yan Song rubs his chin. "Is he better than me?" Chaosheng falls silent. Yan Song takes out a marriage contract and hands it to him, saying softly, "How about you marry me instead, little Chaosheng?" Chaosheng sneers. "Show some respect. Call me Big Sister." "Then... will you marry me, Big Sister?" This mysterious adopted son is the real mastermind. Reading guide: 1. SC, HE, 1v1 2. Sweet, sweet, sweet. The hero is younger than the heroine by one year. 3. This is the next story after The Emperor Won't Be a Little Puppy Anymore.