I Don't Want to Wear the Imperial Robes

[Sheng Qingyue's Version] Sheng Qingyue woke up to discover that she and the emperor had switched souls and bodies. She had always lived cautiously, never competing or seeking the spotlight. She never imagined that one day she would wear the imperial robes and receive the prostrations of all the people. From then on, she was even more terrified, afraid that one wrong step would cost her head. She knew nothing about governing. Every day, she exhausted herself dealing with the civil and military officials, while the emperor used her identity to throw his weight around in the harem and make enemies everywhere for her... Sheng Qingyue was furious but didn't dare say so: As long as you're happy. (Manually smiling.jpg) Then one day, after they switched back to their own bodies, rumors had already spread throughout the six palaces: That flamboyant, bewitching Sheng woman is summoned every night. Let's see how long she can keep acting so arrogant. Sheng Qingyue held her forehead: Summoned every night? I was clearly using the excuse of attending him at night to get the emperor to come and review memorials all night. Who else could understand that mountain of documents besides him?! [Gu Yuanlin's Version] Ever since they inexplicably switched bodies, the emperor Gu Yuanlin was often so furious his liver ached. “Stand up straight! Those are my knees. I kneel to no one but Heaven, Earth, and my ancestors!” “Minister Wei is a veteran of three reigns. Show him some respect. I'll deal with those little fish in the harem for you. Just attend court properly and don't give yourself away.” “Sheng Qingyue, how dare you doze off during court! If you don't want to keep your head, I'll gladly take it off for you!” Sheng Qingyue stared at his face and softly protested with an innocent expression: If you hadn't kept me up last night, Your Majesty, I wouldn't have... fallen asleep at court. Gu Yuanlin was left speechless, swallowing a mouthful of blood in frustration. Who the hell knew they'd inexplicably switch bodies again after waking up! Next up: a new book. Please show it some love and give it a home! "A Perfect Score of Sweetness for You" Blurb One: Qiao Niannian got married. Her husband was Liang Shuo, Ancheng's most eligible bachelor, a full ten years older than her. Supposedly, they were forced into it, and neither of them was happy. Liang Shuo couldn't stand that Qiao Niannian stayed out late, had a huge circle of friends, and was popular with men. Qiao Niannian rolled her eyes. “It's 2019, Uncle. Your way of thinking is outdated!” Liang Shuo: “...” They say each generation gap is five years. With a ten-year age difference, the two of them had an insurmountable chasm between them. Liang Shuo insisted that an immature woman who felt like a little sister couldn't possibly be his type. Qiao Niannian refused to be outdone. She tugged his tie, slapped a contract down on the table, and declared with great spirit, “I'm not interested in traditional, old-fashioned men ten years older than me. I only married you because I was forced to. President Liang, sign the contract. Once the year is up, we'll go to the civil affairs bureau and get divorced. No dragging things out!” Liang Shuo laughed coldly, picked up his pen, and signed without hesitation, making it clear that he wasn't about to be the one who chickened out! On divorce day, Qiao Niannian was overjoyed as she counted down the days. Her hard times were finally over! She put on her prettiest clothes and strutted out with a swagger, just short of setting off firecrackers to celebrate. She waited at the civil affairs bureau all day, only to realize she'd been stood up. Qiao Niannian was furious. She called Liang Shuo. “How can you call yourself a man if you don't keep your word?!” Liang Shuo lit a cigarette on the other end of the phone and answered fearlessly, “A chicken.” #Did Qiao Niannian get divorced today? #No :D P.S.: 1. The hero is ten years older than the heroine. 2. This is a sweet little story that starts with a dip before rising. The later chapters are tooth-achingly sweet. Theme: