The Young Prince's Pampered Daily Life

Rolling around, begging for pre-saves: The Lord Beneath Her Skirt and The Tyrant and His Darling When her noble consort cousin suddenly loses her mind and angers the young emperor, Yangyang, who has yet to spend the night with him, is dragged out of the palace in the middle of the night as collateral damage. Everyone sighs over the lovely beauty, with her delicate figure and graceful bearing. What a shame! Only Yangyang, wrapped in her quilt, cries tears of joy. Sob, at last I can marry the young general I've been dreaming of. However, before the wedding day arrives, tragic news comes from the border: the young general has died in battle. Later, after accidentally learning the true cause of his death, Yangyang is forced into a ghost marriage in front of his funeral hall. Emperor Xian personally visits the general's residence to pay his respects, only to see a lovely figure in white kneeling in the hall. The young emperor is bewitched and steps closer to admire the beauty's face. Ink-black hair, snow-white skin, a white flower tucked at her temple, lashes glistening with tears, and a delicate, frail figure. Her beauty is indescribably captivating. The twenty-year-old emperor's long-dormant heart runs wild. The chief eunuch, who is always in the emperor's favor, hurries to ask, "Which young lady of the household is this?" The whole room falls silent. The old matriarch, her face drained of color, is pushed forward by the others. Trembling, she replies, "Your Majesty, this woman is my grandson's... his, his widow." Under the crushing weight of the emperor's authority, she can't bring herself to call her a grandson's wife. Heartbroken, Yangyang's mind is far away. She doesn't know that the nobles gathered in the hall are staring in disbelief as the ruler bends his precious body and leans close to the beauty's cheek, utterly tender. "But why does my beloved look more like my empress to me?" P.S. This is probably another clichéd story about an emperor chasing his wife to the crematorium. After transmigrating into a book, Shen Wu becomes a sickly hostage prince whom anyone can bully. He's surrounded by robust men, and the plot could fall apart at any moment... Exhausted and on edge, Shen Wu tries to play the role of a disposable extra, but people keep acting so outrageously that they're determined to corrupt him... - What do I do if I don't like men and only like my younger cousin? - Is there something wrong with me if I can't help smiling whenever I see a handsome guy smile? - Be mine, and I guarantee you a high position, a wealthy life, beautiful companions, and a chance to reach the top! Another year, another early spring. A tiny flower bud unfolds layer after layer of pink petals, revealing its delicate stamen. The young emperor happens to pass by, and smiles knowingly... The sheep's fattened up. Time to let it out of the pen! Every day brings a bizarre new twist. Exhausted, Shen Wu just wants to cling to the strongest thigh and laugh until the final chapter! Reader's Guide: 1. The young prince is charming and adorable, and even keeps his wits about him when it matters. 2. One-on-one romance. A spur-of-the-moment work. The plot can fall apart at any time, but there's love. My old novel, Sigh, Sigh, She's More Beautiful Than a Flower, is complete and ready to binge. Coming soon: Fragrant Wife Like Honey. Sweet and delicious, come on over! Theme: