Little Pear, Moon Above

Su Qi × Er'er The ruthless young emperor × the little empress who loves gossip Er'er's one-line summary: He was the one who slept with me first. I just happened to pick up a hot potato with icy hands. The Nine Provinces were united, and the young Su Qi ascended the throne. He made an obscure little girl with no power, no influence, and not even a family name his empress. The ministers dared not speak, but secretly watched the drama unfold. Minister of Rites: The one up there has no desires or pleasures. When will he finally have a little heir? Minister of Revenue: How about we send in a few beauties? Cast a wide net and catch more fish? Minister of War: It'd be no use. His Majesty won't touch them. Do you want to lose your head? The attendants: Don't worry about things that aren't your concern. Her Majesty the Empress is quite something. His Majesty spends every night at Chang'an Hall. The irreverent empress loved gossip. One day, while gossiping, she found herself at the center of it. A certain court historian gripped his little brush, thrilled at the prospect of uncovering the greatest unsolved mystery in the history of the Su Kingdom. Er'er: How did we get together? The historian nodded: Exactly, exactly! Er'er: ... He's an animal. The historian: Your Majesty, it seems you want me dead. * Pear blossoms in the moonlight, a cup of tea gone cold * Entirely fictional setting. Please don't nitpick historical details.