The Emperor Couldn’t Have Me Even After I Was Reborn

At seventeen, Jiang Ning became one of the emperor's consorts.

The emperor was gentle and handsome, showering her with attentive care and affection. Jiang Ning's heart fell for him bit by bit, and she thought she'd found the greatest love in the world.

So even when she was envied and framed, nearly drowned, attacked, and placed in danger time and again, she never suspected the truth or regretted falling in love with the emperor.

Later, she was poisoned and died in her third year in the palace.

Only as she died did she learn that her eyes looked exactly like those of the emperor's one true love. Everything she had suffered had been orchestrated by the emperor. He had chosen her as a decoy to shield the woman he truly loved.

It had all been a lie. The emperor had never loved her, and he even smiled as he sent her to her death.

Reborn on the day she was made a consort, Jiang Ning thought: if she couldn't escape, then she would fight. She would make the emperor love her with all his heart, then make him suffer the pain of a shattered heart!

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Because of her eyes, Qi Jing chose a young woman to bring into the palace. She was delicate, innocent, and almost foolish.

Qi Jing thought cruelly that foolishness was good. She would make a suitable pawn to clear the way for the woman he loved to enter the palace.

But he never imagined that one day he would grieve and weep blood over a mere pawn, as if he were being slowly flayed alive.

#I love you, I was pretending. The truth is, I'm in love with your brother.

Sweet and delicate daughter of a minor official VS loveless, unloving dog of an emperor VS noble and upright childhood-friend general

The dog emperor gets a ten-alarm crematorium, and the childhood-friend second male lead wins her heart.

Coming soon: Three Years After Marrying the Cold and Aloof Heir:

Graceful, gentle, and resilient heroine VS an aloof beauty's substitute

Marriage before love, a husband chasing his wife, a male substitute, coercive courtship, and plenty of melodrama.

Yan Yan grew up in the countryside and came from humble origins, yet she loved Xie Ling, a noble young man of refined elegance and distinguished birth.

Taking advantage of her family's guilt toward her and an old agreement between the Yan and Xie families, Yan Yan secured a marriage to Xie Ling.

After they wed, Xie Ling was always cold toward her. From the occasional look in his eyes, Yan Yan understood that he disliked her, even hated her.

Yan Yan thought it was all right. If she did well enough, he would eventually be moved.

But all her thoughtfulness and tireless effort earned her only a cold remark from Xie Ling: "You don't need to do this."

The night she risked her life to save Xie Ling, she was badly injured and trembled in pain as she begged, "A Ling, hold me..." Xie Ling merely turned away and left.

Only later did she learn that he had an old love he could never forget.

Three years of swallowing her grievances won her not a trace of Xie Ling's affection. Yan Yan was tired. "I only ask that you give me a child, husband."

But even that child did not survive. Yan Yan met with disaster and fell into a riverbed along with someone else. Xie Ling rescued his old love, leaving Yan Yan in the cold evening rain with a stomachache.

Yan Yan's heart turned to ash.

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Xie Ling disliked Yan Yan, the girl raised by a merchant family. He disliked even more that she coveted wealth and status and would stop at nothing to get them.

But looking at his wife, sick in bed after losing the baby, her pretty face so fragile, Xie Ling suddenly softened. He thought perhaps they could live a good life together from then on.

But Yan Yan didn't give him the chance. Right in front of him, she leapt from a high cliff.

Two years later, Xie Ling was fighting the enemy at the border when he saw Yan Yan.

Overjoyed, Xie Ling watched as Yan Yan wept and threw herself into another man's arms.

That man had a face almost identical to his own.

Xie Ling finally understood: more devastating than the bone-deep pain of losing Yan Yan was the knowledge that she had never loved him at all.

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Xie Ling brought Yan Yan back. On countless nights, he kissed her damp temples and red lips, asking again and again, "What about now? Have you fallen in love with me?"

Theme: May every regret be mended, may lovers find their way to each other, may the good be rewarded, and the wicked punished.