The Empress Makes a Scene Every Day (Transmigrate into a Book)

[The main story is complete, and Extra Chapter Eight has been updated. There may be frequent edits to fix typos and bugs after completion.] Zhong Nianyue transmigrated into a sweet historical romance as the crown prince's cousin, a white-lotus villainess destined to sacrifice her life to bring the hero and heroine together. Zhong Nianyue tried to fight it, but the hero and heroine were convinced that she was hopelessly in love with him and a stumbling block in their romance. Zhong Nianyue: ? Zhong Nianyue: Fine. I hope I die soon. Zhong Nianyue began making trouble everywhere, beating up princes, kicking around cannon fodder, talking back to the emperor. She did everything she could think of. A few months passed. Zhong Nianyue: Why am I still alive??? Not only was she still alive, but a few years later, she became empress. The people of the capital: Heaven has no eyes!!! - - - “Whose child is this? What a little spitfire.” A young man in a black robe and a golden crown lounged on the imperial carriage. His hair was as dark as a crow's feathers, his brows seemed inked, and he had a high nose and thin lips. He was so handsome he looked like he had stepped out of an ink painting. He had a noble bearing, and there was nothing especially fierce or cold about him. Yet a mere lowered gaze or lift of his hand carried such natural authority that anyone would instinctively go weak in the knees at the thought of raising their voice before him. That was the first time Zhong Nianyue met Emperor Jin Shuo. After that, the man would lower his head and lift her up in his arms. Year after year, they would never again be parted. Content warning in advance: The male lead is the emperor, more than ten years older than the heroine. For the first thirty-odd years of his life, he focused on becoming a worthy emperor. He's cold and merciless, and raises princes the way he raises alternate accounts in a game: if one is useless, he switches to another. He only discovers the taste of love after meeting the heroine. The story is unapologetically indulgent, dramatic, and over-the-top. (Note: The emperor first appears at age 27, while the heroine is 12. They don't begin their romance until after she comes of age.) A cold-hearted emperor x the most beautiful, carefree, willful young lady in the story My next novel: I Picked Up an Immortal Lord After My Engagement Was Broken Off. Visit my author page to add it to your collection. The little monster Wu Jingjing's fiancé ran off with someone else. Her maid said, “That's awful.” Wu Jingjing replied, “It's awful! The wine for the wedding feast was jade marrow liquor, a few hundred spirit stones a jar. The wedding bed was made from divine wood cut from Mount Gusu, the pillows were black ice, and the wedding dress was woven from cuckoo bird feathers. I hate to let it all go to waste, sob. I'm so unlucky.” Her maid: ? As luck would have it, Wu Jingjing found a man on the road that day, scorched black by a lightning strike. Wu Jingjing wiped away her tears. “He'll do! Bring him home, and he'll be my husband!” The man's face was unrecognizable. Her maid said, “But he's ugly...” Wu Jingjing pulled back her lips to reveal two little fangs. “That's fine. I'm fierce!” - Sui Li was the foremost disciple of Fuxi Sect, the greatest cultivation sect in the human realm. He was a cultivation genius seen only once in ten thousand years, and the reincarnation of Qingyuan Immortal Lord, a figure of supreme status in the divine realm. He was handsome, extraordinarily gifted, and cultivated the Way of Ruthlessness. All the world's myriad laws faded into his heart. In the year he turned twenty-eight, he brought down the ninth level of heavenly tribulation. And then... he got fried by lightning. A fluffy little monster happily carried him home and carefully nursed him back to health. The little monster kissed him. “Husband, even though you're ugly, I'll still protect you. I'm really strong!” He felt nothing but indifference. He would return, and he would ascend. How could an immortal and a demon ever walk the same path? Not killing her was already an act of mercy. - Three months after Sui Li was brought home by the little monster, her maid said, “Yesterday I saw the great monster of East Pavilion Mountain. His fangs were this long, his eyes were this green, and he looked terrifying. Now that's what a handsome monster looks like! Why don't you find a new husband, Miss?” Sui Li's expression turned cold. Green eyes and fangs? A wolf spirit was supposed to be handsome? There was no way the little monster would like him. The little monster hesitated. “How about we go take a look first?” Sui Li: “...” - Later, Sui Li prepared ten thousand jars of immortal nectar, a thousand divine trees, an entire mountain of black ice, and a wedding dress woven from luan and phoenix feathers, all to beg the little monster to share his bed. A little monster with questionable taste x a cold and ruthless male lead who later falls hard Theme: The spirit of resisting one's predetermined fate