The Childhood Sweetheart Empress Is a Little Sour

Three years ago, Empress Fu Liang was implicated in Prince Gong'an's treason and sent a thousand miles away to Jing'an to guard the imperial mausoleum.

Before she left, the emperor wore plain robes and spoke gently.

"I hear Jing'an is poor. Since we were husband and wife, take anything in this palace that might be useful to you."

Fu Liang was overjoyed. She looked around, thanked His Majesty, then ordered her people to carry away every last gold, silver, and jade item from the vast Fengqi Palace, leaving one particular person all alone inside.

Mu Shangyan watched the woman's delighted retreat with a dark expression and not a word. It's said he crushed a corridor pillar with his bare hands. The pillar was made from ironwood, known as hard as iron.

Three years later, a major case once again dragged the events of that year into the open. The dead prince returned, and the capital, Yujing, was thrown into turmoil once more.

Learning that His Majesty had kept her in the dark for three years out of sheer pettiness...

Fu Liang: "Heh. Do you think you can treat me like a fool?"

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The ministers and consorts, enjoying the gossip: "This is delicious. I heard His Majesty was locked outside the palace again last night, scratching at the door all night."

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Fu Liang's heart is as hard as stone. She understands neither romance nor deep affection.

But from the moment he first saw her, he loved her for life and treasured her above all else.

A few things to note

1. One-on-one romance, both leads have only ever been with each other.

2. There are hardly any angsty parts, and they reunite after three years. Childhood friends, bickering lovers: what's not to like?

3. A fluffy, lighthearted story with no frustrating misunderstandings and no dropped plotlines. Please add it to your collection, mwah!

4. It's set in an alternate world. The setting serves the plot and story, so readers looking for historical accuracy, please look elsewhere.

5. Please don't compare this story with other works or authors in the comments, especially with remarks like "it's similar to [xxx]." My kids are one of a kind, and I'll fight anyone who says otherwise.

My writing skills are limited, but I'm improving bit by bit. I hope writing this makes me happy, and that reading it makes you happy too.

A new story coming soon! The Princess Who Flirts and Flees Again

On the day the frail Le Ran came of age, the emperor died.

An imperial edict elevated her from princess to Grand Princess Regent, putting her face-to-face with Song Cheng, the powerful left chancellor.

According to rumors, Left Chancellor Song Cheng was immensely influential and controlled the court. People said he wanted to become regent, manipulated political power, persecuted loyal officials, and was a thoroughly corrupt villain.

On his deathbed, the late emperor had no choice but to issue a final decree appointing a Grand Princess Regent to keep him in check.

The new emperor was Le Ran's younger brother, who had just turned eight.

Looking at the younger siblings below her, all of them orphaned and crying for their parents, and at Song Cheng's perpetually gloomy face, Le Ran took a deep breath, tightened her belt, and studied by lamplight, alternating medicine with candy. She was determined to persevere, no matter how difficult the road ahead.

But governing is so hard, sob...

Exhausted, the little princess rested her chin on her desk and chewed her pen. Then she had a brilliant idea.

She was going to make Song Cheng her consort and spoil him rotten!

As a villain feared by everyone, Song Cheng was seeing things go strangely for the first time.

For instance, the little princess, who used to turn pale whenever she saw him, had lately been sneaking glances at him, or accidentally bumping into his arms, then running off with a twitching eye as though she wanted to say something. Not to mention all the things she kept giving him for no reason.

After a few such incidents, Song Cheng was baffled, but he also began to find it rather interesting. Then, one day, he finally trapped the slippery little girl in his arms, ensnaring his prey as thoroughly as a net.

While the ministers trembled with worry over the siblings who sat in such high positions, out of sight in a secluded corner...

The little princess tugged tearfully at the great villain's sleeve. A stack of memorials nearly as tall as a person stood behind her. She only had to say one soft "A Cheng," and the man surrendered completely.

Song Cheng never imagined that one day he would willingly bend for one person alone. Perhaps it began on that cold night when she crashed into his arms. From then on, he only had eyes for her.

Theme: Clearing up misunderstandings and seeking forgiveness