I Helped the Crown Prince Rebel and Became Empress [Reborn]

Please add my new novel, The Beautiful General Always Wants to Teach Me How to Be a Better Person, to your reading list. The blurb is below. A brash, spoiled, dirt-poor young master of a marquis's household as the shou x a domineering, beautiful general as the gong [Yan Jinxiao: I pretended to be a scumbag gong, flirted and planned to run, but somehow I didn't run after flirting, and ended up as the shou...] Yan Jinxiao, the legitimate young master of the Anping Marquis's household, grew even more outrageous while his father and brothers were away on an expedition. He frequented brothels, got into fights, and ran wild as a street hooligan. He even scared a naive young man who had just arrived from out of town into meekly handing over the only three coins he had. The pretty boy looked helpless and pitiful, making the hooligan's heart itch. He flirted with him: "Come with me, and I'll keep you as my street thug." Until one day, the pretty boy galloped across the training ground and hit the bull's-eye from a hundred paces, stunning everyone. Then he became Yan Jinxiao's instructor. Yan Jinxiao turned and walked away: I flirted with the wrong person. I'm out. Xu Liance gracefully drew his bow and nocked an arrow: "I'll let you run ninety-nine paces first." Blurb for this novel: Powerful couple, sweet romance, both reborn In his previous life, Rong Changjin fell in love with Yan Ling at first sight, and it ruined his life. He abandoned his family's ancestral rule against taking sides in political struggles and did everything he could to help the young man ascend the throne. Unfortunately, the new emperor diligently served the people for less than two years before dying of illness. He never once returned Rong Changjin's love before he died. While sorting through the burial goods, Rong Changjin found hundreds of portraits of himself beneath the imperial bed. For the next two years, he guarded the imperial mausoleum alone, asking every day, "Yan Ling, you do have feelings for me, don't you?" No one answered, and he eventually died of grief. Reborn as a young man, Rong Changjin vowed never to let this love slip away again. He planned to win Yan Ling's heart before he became emperor. He never expected that the young man in his heart had returned from the dead too, taking the initiative and tying him to the imperial bed first. Yan Ling rested his head on Rong Changjin's shoulder, his voice as light as a feather. "Changjin, I'm not a fool. I know you love me, but I could only pretend not to know. I was going to die back then. Why give you hope, only to disappoint you later..." Rong Changjin cut him off. "Then do you know how I lived after you died?" Yan Ling said nothing. He didn't dare ask. He hoped Rong Changjin would have a happy, fulfilling life, but he didn't want to know who his beloved was, the one who had stolen the man he cherished. Rong Changjin wrapped both arms around his waist and looked up at him. "I gave up all my wealth and status and went to guard your tomb." Yan Ling's eyes widened in shock. "You..." Rong Changjin felt his own voice trembling. "I guarded it for two years, three months, and nineteen days. Then I died in front of your tomb. The new emperor was moved by how deeply I loved you and buried me beside your mausoleum." Yan Ling's voice was soft and trembling. "Changjin, I owe you a lifetime of love and the title you deserved. In this life, I want us to share a bed in life and a grave in death. I'll be emperor, and you'll be my empress." [Bonus scene] After they got together, Rong Changjin kept a close eye on Yan Ling. He was worried Yan Ling would be as frail as he had been in his previous life and die after just a few years. So he searched everywhere for miracle cures. He meant well, but when he saw how much Yan Ling had filled out over the years, with a strong, defined six-pack, Rong Changjin weighed the medicine in his hand and found the question a little embarrassing. "Um, do you need... Liuwei Dihuang Pills?" Yan Ling looked at him with an indescribable expression. "...Why don't you try me and find out if I need them?" The next morning, Rong Changjin, rubbing his sore back, pointed at him. "How can someone this energetic be terminally ill? So why did you die young in your previous life?" Yan Ling: "Perhaps I died of lovesickness." Tags: Both reborn, powerful couple, devoted to each other, extra sweet, palace intrigue, political scheming Elegant, refined shou x cold, ruthless gong Note: The pairing roles do not switch. Upcoming novel: The Tool-Character Crown Prince Does Whatever He Wants [Ancient court political drama, role-playing mystery game, sweet romance, family intrigue] Xue Lianyu transmigrates into an ancient political role-playing mystery game. He must complete his missions to return to the real world. Mission one: Find the person who killed his character's mother. Mission two: Clear various scenarios and rise to the top of the court. Then he meets Xiao Yu, the tool-character crown prince. Xue Lianyu greets the crown prince. "I want to find the person who killed my mother." Crown Prince Xiao Yu: "Follow me, and you'll get what you want." Xue Lianyu adds, "I also want to become a powerful minister." Crown Prince Xiao Yu: "Follow me, and you'll get what you want." Xue Lianyu weighs the pros and cons. The eldest prince has a favored concubine for a mother, powerful maternal relatives, the people's goodwill, and a large group of court officials in his camp. The crown prince's mother died early. He has the title of heir but no real power, and because he was born frail, he won't live past twenty. Anyone with half a brain would know whose leg to cling to, right? Xue Lianyu: My brain has a hole in it. According to the game's rules, the more sincerely an ally treats you, the higher their body temperature gets. Xue Lianyu touches the crown prince's hand and thinks: The crown prince didn't just fall in love with me at first sight, he's head over heels. The crown prince says expressionlessly: "I've been poisoned by a deadly toxin from the Southern Border. My body feels like a fireball. Everyone knows this." Xue Lianyu: ...? Xue Lianyu: Maybe there really is a hole in my brain. Warning: The ancient political role-playing mystery game in this novel is an original setting, not a true role-playing mystery game. Just enjoy the story. [February 22, 2021] Theme: Reborn after dying without finding peace over never receiving a title.