Every Day, I Want to Abdicate [Reborn]

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1) Song Yan was reborn three times.

In his first life, he was so furious at having no children that he died. In his second, he did have a child, but got so overjoyed that he died anyway.

In his third life, Song Yan wanted nothing at all and devoted himself to governing the country.

In the end, he worked himself to death.

Song Yan: "..."

2) After being reborn, Song Yan wanted nothing more than to die and was determined not to be emperor.

If that wasn't possible, he would be perfectly happy to abdicate.

But the princes who had promised to rebel had all disappeared, each for a bizarre reason.

One had become a monk.

One had ascended to immortality.

One had run away from home.

Unbelievable...

3) Song Yan was miserable every night.

Then the powerful minister who had given him headaches in his previous lives finally appeared, giving him hope that he could abdicate.

But the minister forced him back step by step, until he had nowhere left to retreat.

Minister: "Your Majesty, let me be your empress."

Song Yan: "..." This wasn't quite what they'd agreed on.

Reader's Guide:

1. This is a one-on-one romance with a happy ending.

2. Reckless shenanigans, lighthearted, ridiculous. No nitpicking over historical accuracy, please.

Upcoming Historical BL

[Blurb for upcoming novel "My Archenemy Was Reborn"]

Xie Xiang had a dream. In it, his archenemy Pei Su was implicated in the empress's witchcraft scandal, had his entire family executed, and was exiled to a barren, freezing wasteland.

Later, Pei Su died on a stormy day in a pit full of rocks, his body incomplete.

Only Xie Xiang ran frantically through the rain, found Pei Su's remains and buried him. He even did everything in his power to clear his name.

When Xie Xiang awoke, he received an imperial decree.

General of the North Pei Su would soon return to the capital, where all the civil and military officials would attend a banquet at Zichen Hall.

At sixteen, Pei Su had followed his father to war on the northern frontier, where he remained stationed to defend the border.

Now he was nearly twenty, handsome and spirited. When he rode through the long streets, his confidence and charm won countless admirers.

Everyone had forgotten how ruthless and brutal he had been in the north, skinning and dismembering his enemies until the opposing army feared him as a living King of Hell.

When Xie Xiang saw him, he gave a derisive snort. "When your edge is too sharp, disaster is sure to follow."

His words happened to reach Pei Su's ears. Their eyes met, tension brewing between them, and everyone around them drew a sharp breath.

To show such disrespect to a rising star at court was terrifying. They trembled, afraid of getting caught in the crossfire.

Everyone knew Pei Su and Xie Xiang disliked each other.

Pei Su hated Xie Xiang's refined, pedantic ways, while Xie Xiang despised Pei Su's brash recklessness. Except at palace banquets, the two were rarely seen together.

Years later, when they met again, they still couldn't stand the sight of each other.

But Pei Su had changed. He was no longer as arrogant and overbearing as before, and there was none of the old contempt or scorn in his eyes when he looked at Xie Xiang.

He stepped in front of Xie Xiang, gripped his chin, and laughed with shameless abandon:

"Xie Ji'an, they say a virtuous wife brings her husband fewer troubles. So I'm going to marry you!"

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