The World and the Emperor Would Both Lose Themselves in Her

*Next historical romance: "The Vicious Beauty." Visit my author page to add it to your to-read list! [This story has a 60% anti-piracy lock] In her previous life, Meng Anzui was deceived by the boy she had loved since she was young. She caused the death of the young emperor of Great Zhou, then paid for it with her own life, dying alongside the enemy forces that had massacred the city. Reborn, Meng Anzui decided to run her tavern properly. To hell with her beloved and all those handsome young men. In this life, she wouldn't love anyone. Then one night, Meng Anzui rescued someone from assassins. The young man had a handsome, clean-cut face, and his white robes were drenched in blood. He shakily opened his long eyes and clung to her waist with both hands, crying out in shock, "Big Sister." One look at his expression made Meng Anzui shudder. She nearly stabbed herself in the foot with her knife. Only one thought remained in her mind: What the hell? You weren't like this in my last life. In her previous life, Zhan Chenggui had ascended the throne at sixteen, his eyes filled with violence and gloom. How could he possibly have been such a pitiful little thing who knew how to act cute? One moment of softness, and this troublesome little pest stuck to her from then on. Before long, Meng Anzui had fallen step by step into the trap he had carefully laid for her. On their wedding night, Zhan Chenggui saw that she was unwilling. Though the infatuation in his eyes seemed to melt into a pool of water, he only bowed his head and reverently kissed her palm. Every muscle in his body was taut, and he restrained himself until he was trembling. So she thought, maybe I should just give in... - Both leads are reborn, both are virgins: a bold, beautiful tavern keeper x a scheming, obsessive actor. This story is set in a fictional world. Next historical romance: "The Vicious Beauty." Visit my author page to add it to your favorites! Shen Lingxian is the most beautiful woman in Great Wei, and the emperor's most beloved little princess. When she was fifteen, she found a slave who had been cursed with a mind-controlling spell and had taken Shen Lingxian as his master. By day, he was her arrogant weapon. At night, she teased him until his face turned red, and he held back with quiet restraint. Shen Lingxian never tired of it. Sadly, one day the spell vanished, and the slave disappeared. She was furious, throwing tantrums countless times, but the slave never showed up again. A year later, urgent news arrived from the border: under Qi's assault, more than a dozen cities of Great Wei had fallen one after another, and the nation was in peril. Only later did she learn that the invincible general of Qi had returned. * On the day the capital was conquered, flames lit up the walls of the princess's residence. Shen Lingxian, disheveled, was surrounded by guards as they tried to flee. The god of war sat atop a snow-white horse, its head held high and mane tossing. Clad in silver armor and a white helmet, he blocked her way with a gleaming, imposing sword. Forced to turn around, Shen Lingxian discovered that the handsome, arrogant general on horseback was the very slave she had once ordered around as she pleased. The former slave swept his icy gaze over the guards beside her, then raised her chin with his sword. "I want your princess." From then on, she was both the bird in his cage and the jewel in his palm. Who could have guessed that the great general, who killed without blinking on the battlefield, would let her do as she pleased at home, just as before, blushing and holding himself back... Well, this time, he couldn't hold back. Theme: Even those of low station must never forget their country.