I Lost My Memory After Dumping the Brooding Emperor

The imperial court of Great Zhou fell into chaos, with corrupt eunuchs holding the reins of government. Shao Rongrong, a daughter of the Shao clan, betrayed her people and sided with the corrupt eunuchs.

Amid the curses of the nobles from every state, Shao Rongrong indulged in a life of luxury day after day, collecting noble young men from eleven kingdoms.

Even Murong Che, the former crown prince, was thrown into a beast pit and left on the verge of death. She smiled and dragged him back to her estate through a bloody path out of the beast cage.

Everyone called the Shao girl a wicked enchantress who would die a horrible death.

Murong Che hated the enchantress to the bone.

He hated that she never minded the filth when she cleaned him, and that she kissed his ugly severed fingers. He hated that he had fallen for her.

He hated that after making him fall for her, she grew tired of him and cast him aside,

then turned around and became more intimate with other men than she had ever been with him.

Until he surrounded the city with his army, forced the rebels to their deaths, and demanded they hand over the enchantress.

Shao Rongrong looked back and smiled at him with carefree grace, then leaped off the cliff without a moment's hesitation.

That day, her flamboyant red dress fluttered like a butterfly consumed by flames.

Murong Che was driven mad.

Later, Murong Che seized absolute power, and someone brought Shao Rongrong, who had miraculously survived that disaster, back to him.

The sinister emperor's eyes reddened as he wanted to strangle the faithless enchantress with his own hands.

When Shao Rongrong awoke and saw the room full of men, she instinctively cowered in Murong Che's arms, wrapping her slender arms around his waist as she trembled.

"S-so... scary... Someone, save me..."

The emperor's pent-up resentment of many years vanished in an instant.

Who could have imagined that the once notorious enchantress had lost her memory and was afraid of every man but him?

Scene 1:

Every day in the emperor's bedchamber.

Murong Che held Rongrong and coaxed her gently. "Everyone in the world is a bad man except me. Remember that?"

Shao Rongrong yawned. She was sleepy, so she obediently repeated, "Everyone in the world is a bad man except A Che."

"Who do you love most?"

"A Che."

"How much?"

Rongrong suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and planted a firm kiss on him. "I love you very, very much. A Che, I'm sleepy."

Murong Che savored the moment for a long while before finally letting her go. "All right... Go to sleep."

Scene 2:

After Shao Rongrong regained her memory, she suddenly realized that she was under a form of house arrest and had lost her freedom.

When the sinister emperor learned the truth about her "womanizing," he regretted everything. He stumbled toward her, the strings of his ceremonial crown swinging wildly and striking his eyes.

"Rongrong, don't go!"

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Upcoming story 1: "The Regent Regrets It"

When the late emperor passed away, Prince Su, Feng Jianqing, who had received great kindness from him, was entrusted with the realm in its hour of crisis. He knelt before the imperial carriage and swore that he would never seek personal gain, never marry, and remain loyal to the new emperor for the rest of his life.

Feng Jianqing truly kept his word over the years. While other people's children were already old enough to run errands, he still avoided women and devoted himself entirely to state affairs. People of the time praised him as a truly selfless and transcendent sage.

Yet even a sage had a little secret he could hardly admit.

When Feng Jianqing was young and in danger, he lost his memory and was rescued by a girl from a remote mountain village. Not knowing who he was, she forced him to seal a marriage agreement with her.

A gentleman should keep his word, but some choices must be made. Between a promise to a woman of humble birth and the long-term peace of the realm, he paused only briefly before steadfastly choosing the latter.

Then the regent's estate took in a beautiful young Taoist nun, lovely as a crabapple blossom. Even her plain gray robe could not conceal her graceful figure.

·

After Luo Yitang learned his true identity, she was sad for a little while, but soon accepted the truth and stopped reaching for what was beyond her station.

She wanted to leave and travel to the southern kingdom to find her relatives, but found it hard to say so.

Feng Jianqing felt guilty and planned to compensate her in other ways. He could arrange for her to become a nun at a temple in the prince's residence, or select an outstanding servant to promote and make a potential husband for her.

As long as she stayed under his watch, where he could look after her, anything would do.

But the girl clearly didn't see it that way.

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At a palace banquet, the girl who repeatedly made him act out of character and do foolish things appeared at the feast without telling him, dazzling everyone.

She sweetly took the new emperor's arm. Though there was a pang of bitterness in her heart, she turned and smiled at Feng Jianqing without a flaw.

He gave a cold laugh and crushed the little butterfly jade hairpin in his arms, chosen as a betrothal gift.

At the same time, the principles he had always held sacred shattered completely with a snap.

That night, the palace gates swung wide, and blood-red flames of war filled the sky. The regent who had once promised to be loyal to the emperor and his country crushed the new emperor's spine underfoot.

Upcoming story 2: "The Possessive Older Brother's Devotion"

In her previous life, Xie Er's identity was exposed, and she went from a phoenix to a chicken. The once exalted county princess was demoted to a commoner.

Fortunately, she still found a husband who loved her as much as she loved him, caring for love rather than status.

But on the way to their wedding, her half-brother Xie Jinxing, a corrupt eunuch who had once been cruelly bullied by her and had since gained immense power, seized her and brought her into the palace as his companion.

Xie Jinxing had let down his hair and opened his collar, leaning against a jade couch. With his black hair and red lips, he was so beautiful he seemed almost demonic. He gave her a cold smile and beckoned with a finger. "Come here."

Xie Er was forced to serve him tea and grind ink every day. Sometimes he would grip her slender waist, lean close to her ear, and ask coldly, "Didn't you always say you hated greedy eunuchs like me most? How does it feel to stay by a eunuch's side as his companion?"

Later, Xie Er died of depression. As a lonely ghost, she witnessed with her own eyes how the man she loved betrayed her and shamelessly begged her half-brother to help him get an official position. In the end, her half-brother placed her body in a beautiful glass coffin, polished it day and night, and set it beside his bed. Intimately, just as he had when they were children, he whispered sweet words to her and avenged her.

When she was reborn, she returned to the year she was six. Her mother once again handed her a whip and ordered her to treat Xie Jinxing coldly, bully him, and beat him.

This time, Xie Er refused, no matter what.

The little girl had tears welling up in her bright eyes. She took Xie Jinxing, whose eyes were swollen from the beating, by the hand and placed the whip back in his.

"Brother, I'm sorry. If you're angry, you can... hit me once."

After Xie Er spoke, she was so afraid that her whole body trembled. She clenched her fists and squeezed her eyes shut.

Though severely wounded and barely able to stand, Xie Jinxing struggled to his feet and gently... kissed the top of her head, imitating the way she kissed flower petals.

Later, Xie Er grew up cherished and spoiled by her older brother. Thinking that with his protection she could finally find a reliable husband, she was in for a surprise.

On her wedding day, she was once again forcibly carried off in her bridal sedan chair by the powerful chief councilor Xie Jinxing, who held life and death in his hands, and taken back to his residence.

Upcoming story 3: "The Princess's Eunuch Husband"

The eleventh princess, Zhou Xin Yue, has a bitter, irreconcilable feud with Zhao Langci, the powerful and wicked eunuch who rules the court.

But to avoid being sent away in a political marriage, she has no choice but to suffer the indignity of becoming his companion.

Zhou Xin Yue knows that the wicked eunuch Zhao Langci hates being touched by women, so he desperately needs a companion as a cover.

Once she gets Zhao Langci to drive the Di Rong people back to their lair so they never dare invade again,

she rubs her hands together. A gentleman's revenge may take ten years, but the time has come!

So when she offers him a warm towel to wash his hands, she secretly slips her hand into his brocade sleeve.

When she combs his hair, she casually brushes the nape of his neck and the rim of his ear.

When she brings him water, she hides her smile behind her sleeve and deliberately falls into his arms.

She sways her graceful waist beneath her damp clothes, shamelessly fluttering her eyelashes at him, and sneers inwardly:

You eunuch scoundrel, shocked now? Just wait until I disgust you to death!

Who could have guessed that the powerful eunuch, who usually wanted to chop off his whole hand if a woman even touched one finger,

would instead grip her waist tightly in front of everyone's eyes, lift her into his arms, and carry her back to his room?

His exquisitely handsome face, almost demonic in its beauty, watched her like prey he'd been tracking for a long time. He smiled. "Since Your Highness requested it, how could I refuse?"

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A few months later, the unfortunate little princess had a new problem.

She rubbed her abdomen and sighed. "Should I report him or not?"

A gust of wind suddenly stirred behind her, making her shiver. A chief eunuch's brocade robe was draped over her.

"Report me, of course you should..."

He casually tied the sash for her. "If Your Highness doesn't report me, your pregnancy will show in another month. People will definitely point fingers and insult you."

The little princess looked up at his half-smiling face and trembled.

Theme: Never give up trying. Believe that things will take a turn for the better and that there's always a way forward.