The Female Regent

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She was the most powerful minister in the Great Qi dynasty, the Prince of Pingnan known as the Jade-Faced Yama: Situ Yun Zhao.

She was the Great Qi emperor's beloved daughter, a golden branch and jade leaf whose beauty was renowned throughout the land: Princess Situ Qing Xiao.

They shared the same surname, but no blood ties. Between them lay only a blood feud.

One was cool and dignified, above worldly concerns; the other was brilliant and bold, towering above imperial authority. Every meeting brought the clash of blades.

Prince of Pingnan Situ Yun Zhao held the power of the realm and commanded countless troops. All she wanted was to seize the throne, usher in a new order, and accomplish a great legacy for the ages.

But later, pinning the princess down as her face flushed, she kissed her tenderly and whispered hoarsely in her ear, "Xiao'er, how about I help you become emperor?"

A stunning, devoted, scheming regent x a cool, dignified, proud princess

Reading guide:

1. Set in a completely fictional world. Women can become rulers and ministers. One of the female leads is a female regent and does not disguise herself as a man.

2. A romance, with court intrigue as a supporting element. No pointless arguing or scholarly nitpicking.

3. All readers are welcome. If it's not to your taste, just close the page.

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Meng Shiyang had been in love with her new wife, Fu Qing, for years. They were deeply devoted to each other, and everyone envied them.

Fu Qing was gentle and elegant, beautiful as the moonlight in one's heart.

Her twin sister, Fu Ling, had only one distinguishing feature, a beauty mark beneath her eye, but was wanton, unrestrained, and cold-hearted.

Although she looked exactly like Fu Qing, she was the person Meng Shiyang detested most. They had always been at odds, their meetings filled with hostility.

Fu Ling died in an unfortunate car accident, and Fu Qing was injured and hospitalized. Meng Shiyang spent day and night tending to her, never leaving her side.

When life returned to normal, Fu Qing was just as she had always been, even gentler toward her. Even the lack of romance she'd shown before was gone.

Countless times, Meng Shiyang had thanked the heavens that the accident hadn't taken Fu Qing.

In the moonlight, Meng Shiyang was pinned against a dark floor-to-ceiling window by her wife, who did as she pleased. Her eyes were flushed, her gaze hazy as she surrendered to the moment.

At the height of passion, the woman's hand tightened around her delicate, snow-white neck, leaving deep red marks. She leaned close and whispered in a husky, dangerous voice, "Call me Mommy."

A posture of absolute control.

Completely unlike her usually mild-mannered wife, Fu Qing.

At that moment, Meng Shiyang's world fell apart.

She wasn't Fu Qing.

She was Fu Ling.

For the year since the car accident, Fu Ling had been by her side, playing the role of her lover.

Only Fu Ling knew that what had disappeared beneath the passage of time wasn't hatred or loathing, but a love that ran to the bone.

A cold, unhinged gong x a seductive, glamorous shou

Theme: Love and family grow and change as we live and move forward. Learn to live well and cherish the people beside you.