I Have an Overwhelming Aura of Nobility

Rolling around and begging for follows for *The Lord Beneath Her Skirts*! At midnight, shocking news spread: the small-time Shen family girl who had climbed the social ladder through connections suddenly went mad and offended the new emperor. She was thrown out of the palace before she could make it onto the imperial bed. Everyone sighed. Such a good hand, wasted in the hands of a silly fool. Only Yuanyang rolled around under her quilt, sobbing with joy. At last, I can marry the young general! Not long after, however, terrible news arrived from the border. The young general had died on the battlefield. Bewildered, Yuanyang was forced to marry him in a ghost wedding before his funeral altar. The next day, Emperor Xian personally visited the general's residence to pay his respects. There he saw a lovely figure in white kneeling in the hall, her face still unseen by him until then. The young emperor was bewitched. He stepped closer to admire the beauty: ink-black hair, snow-white skin, tears lightly smudging her cheeks, a white flower at her temple. Her charm was beyond words. The heart of a twenty-year-old virgin, kept under wraps by Emperor Xian all these years, burst open in a flood. The chief steward, who was always on the emperor's mind, hurriedly asked, "Which young lady of the household is this?" The old matriarch, her face gone pale, was pushed forward. Trembling, she said, "This woman is my granddaughter, the widow of my grandson." Under the overwhelming might of the throne, she could no longer bring herself to call Yuanyang her grandson's wife. The nobles filling the hall stared, stunned, as the emperor lowered his precious person and leaned close to the beauty's cheek, tender to the extreme. "But why does my lady look so much like the goddess in my dreams?" * My heart is iron. The beautiful young widow: My love for the general is unshakeable. We pledged ourselves to each other long ago. Your Majesty, do not act recklessly. Regretful, but now he can't get enough. The emperor: That night, in the downpour, at the ruined temple outside the mountain gate, on the old straw mat... It was me. It was me! * Later, the young general, who should have had grass growing three feet high over his grave by then, came back from the dead. After spending years undercover in enemy territory and earning great merit, he fearlessly tried to reclaim his wife. How could Emperor Xian possibly spit out such a delicious morsel? He sneered, "I hear the Southern Barbarian princess has already borne you a son, my dear subject. What gives you the nerve?" "I was in enemy territory and had no choice. Yuanyang will understand." ...Thanks for asking. She won't, and she doesn't want to. When dogs fight, they both end up covered in fur. The consort, who had seen through men's true nature, paid neither of them any mind and only wanted to shine on her own. Here is the novel's blurb: To save her disappointing son, Gu Yuan made a reckless move and tried to seduce the vigorous young emperor. She thought it would be easy, but instead he turned the tables and teased her... In the end, she failed to save her son and lost her own life, too. Fortunately, she got a second chance. The world is vast, and I can't afford to offend anyone, so I'll hide! But who could have guessed that her unfilial son would also come back, in a different, rougher body, and recklessly attract her greatest nemesis? By then, the noble consort seemed detached from worldly concerns, as pure as a gentle breeze and a bright moon, untouched by earthly desires. Inside, though, she was outrageously flirtatious. "I hear Miss Gu is madly in love with me, and even wrote a poem to express her feelings." No! My old son wrote that poem! You don't understand my feelings, so don't make things up! After one nightmarish encounter after another, Gu Yuan tried to explain. The man gave her a profound look. "No rush. There will always be a way to make you worthy of me." No! I'm not worthy! Don't force it! On the day the betrothal gifts arrived, the entire Gu family was overjoyed. Only Gu Yuan looked bewildered, her head pounding as she insisted something was fishy. Her old son, hidden in the shadows, said, "Stop being difficult. I'm giving you a chance to turn things around and become queen. In this life, you'll have to call me big brother." Gu Yuan thanked him with one sentence: "You little bastard, get lost!!!" Warnings: 1. The heroine is reborn, and her son has changed bodies and spent years spying on her. 2. The male lead marries the heroine partly because of her old son's schemes, and partly because of his own secret intentions. 3. The focus is on sweet romance. It's got everything you'd expect, and we won't settle for less. Please follow my new novel, *The Crown Princess Smells Like Milk*. A Zhi had just come of age when her cruel elder sister set her sights on her. The pampered young lady, who had never lifted a finger, became a poor little thing even palace eunuchs could take advantage of. Her only purpose was to warm the kang for the strange, deposed crown prince in the Cold Palace. But who knew that the deposed crown prince was more than just strange? She slept beneath his soft brocade quilt and ate the roast meat he brought her. In return, she had to put on a show every night, singing little songs in a tearful voice. Not sweet enough, not soft enough. She had to start over. A Zhi couldn't take it anymore and threw a little tantrum. The man held her and coaxed her. "Be good and listen, and you'll get something delicious." A Zhi bit his lip. "Add more meat." After learning her lesson the hard way, A Zhi remembered just two things: That damn man has no heart. Just flirt with him. That's all there is to it. #At first, faced with the little spy sent by the demon empress, Zhou You only wanted to torment her before making her disappear.# #Later, whenever the little spy said she was hungry, he wanted to feed her until she was full.# P.S. A seemingly innocent little fox versus a sly, wicked emperor. Theme: To be added.