The Tyrant Needs Pampering

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Only after Wan He died once did she realize she'd transmigrated into a book!

She had been the empress ever since birth, and the emperor was a tyrant.

When she was little, she didn't know any better and was always eager to be around him. Once she grew up and learned the truth, she kept her distance. When she came of age, she sneaked out of the palace for fun and met a kindred spirit, then decided she didn't want to return.

As a result, she was captured, locked in the Cold Palace, and died because her frail body couldn't take it.

Given another chance, she decided to keep out of sight from the start and never leave the palace. She wouldn't bother with a kindred spirit either. She'd hold on to her status as empress and live out her days in peace. Her life mattered more.

But as soon as she returned, she saw the tyrant.

Her little body had no chance to resist.

The tyrant pinched her soft cheek, his voice extremely gentle. "Have you missed me, little He?"

But the boy's crazed gaze was exactly the same as when he visited her in the Cold Palace. Wan He couldn't help it... and ran away in terror.

The boy caught her and held her tight, squeezing the breath out of her. She heard his voice turn savage. "Little He, you promised you wouldn't leave me."

Theme: Life is precious