The Emperor Is So Irresistibly Charming

Upcoming novels: My Taoist Nun Master and The Heir Has Gone Blind. Visit my author page to show your support. Both have chapters drafted and will begin once they have enough followers.

Li Yun is the "crown prince" in the story of the civet cat switching places with the crown prince, and the only princess of the Dayong Dynasty.

When her father the emperor was dying, he begged her: "Disguise yourself as a man and restore the realm!"

When she came striding into court, singing a rustic folk tune, she discovered that:

The Minister of the Secretariat was arrogant and tyrannical, the Right General was vicious and malicious, the prime minister was honey-tongued but treacherous, the Grand Tutor harbored sinister designs, and the fake crown prince was playing the fool.

Li Yun: I just wanted to die.

Later, she was haunted by the wronged soul of someone from another world, and died after drinking a cup of poisoned wine.

When she awoke, she was seated on the imperial throne, ruling the realm. Her old enemies had bowed their heads and pledged allegiance, and the court was harmonious from top to bottom.

She also had a virtuous empress of unparalleled beauty.

Li Yun: Wow!

The Empress was eight chi tall, with a beauty that defied gender, and her low, gentle voice captivated Li Yun so much she forgot all about going home.

Until one day, Li Yun discovered she was pregnant.

The Empress donned the imperial crown and pressed her into the empress's seat.

Leaning close to her ear, she whispered, "Whether you give birth is not up to you."

* The female lead was transmigrated into by someone from another world, and has lost her memories

* Both are each other's first and only partner

* The male lead spends a lot of time dressed as a woman

[Upcoming novel] My Taoist Nun Master

The day her eldest disciple, Feng Liansheng, ascended to immortality, Immortal Qinghe finally learned the full story of the book she had transmigrated into, What Should I Do When My Master Loves Me Too Much?

Her eldest disciple was the male lead of the original novel, and the female lead was on her way to become his apprentice. Qinghe was only the source of the male lead's cultivation and techniques, with barely a few lines in the book.

"Qinghe was cruel by nature and delighted in tormenting him. She even came up with vicious methods like cleansing his marrow in a frigid spring, tempering his body in a golden cauldron, and letting evil spirits devour his soul. Feng Liansheng pretended to comply, enduring a century of humiliation before finally obtaining her supreme cultivation technique and becoming the strongest in the Six Realms."

Heaven can bear witness: cleansing his marrow in a frigid spring, tempering his body in a golden cauldron, and letting evil spirits devour his soul were all methods she had painstakingly devised to improve her disciple's naturally useless five-element spiritual root and damaged core. The process was painful, but the results were good: her eldest disciple had reached a level of cultivation surpassed by no one in the Six Realms but herself.

Now that first disciple of hers, the very picture of purity and grace, gentle and generous, praised by everyone, planned to sever her meridians with seventy-two bone-tempering nails, destroy her pure yin body, imprison her in endless darkness, and take her place as the strongest in the Six Realms.

Qinghe: Heh, go ahead.

Feng Liansheng: The second junior brother is a blade of grass. Feed him to the sheep. The third junior brother is a vulture. Make him into soup. The fourth junior sister is a demon. She's not one of us, so kill her. The fifth junior brother drank the sect dry on mother's milk. Why not send him back to the sky as a shooting star?

Qinghe: Disciple, wait!

[Upcoming novel] The Heir Has Gone Blind

Chen Jiao is the most beautiful woman in Bianjing. Just like her name suggests, she's delicate, pampered, and sweet.

But when night falls, even a little kitten secretly unsheathes her claws to scratch people.

Chu Chengyuan is the heir to the Prince of Jin. Just like his name suggests, he's cold-faced and black-hearted.

But when blind and helpless, even a big bad wolf has moments of weakness and fear.

An imperial decree of marriage brings together two people who spend their nights wearing masks.

Clutching a box of rose pastries, Chen Jiao sobbed as she married into the Prince of Jin's household on the frontier.

When her husband lifted her veil, the fearsome heir said, "Cry again, and I'll twist off the heads of the twenty cooks you brought with you!"

Three months into their marriage, Chen Jiao pointed at the handsomest young general in the Prince of Jin's household and said she wanted to elope with him.

The heir's eyes reddened as he backed her into a corner. His voice hoarse, he said, "You dare?! Believe me, I'll cry right here!"

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