I Disguised Myself as a Man and Made the Chief Censor Fall for Me

My lovely readers, please add my new novel, The Emperor Became a Delicate Darling, to your collection! The blurb is at the very bottom. Here's the blurb for this story:

Ji Wan disguised herself as a man to enter government service. She became a Hanlin academician and joined the household of Zhou Mubai, the Grand Secretary of the dynasty.

As the Grand Secretary, Zhou Mubai was upright, impartial, and decisive. He never tolerated even the slightest wrongdoing.

Ji Wan poured tea for him, waited on him, and acted like a shameless little toady.

At first, he scoffed at her. But as he watched her handle every major and minor task with perfect order, he gradually found himself drawn to her...

These feelings left Zhou Mubai vexed and restless.

When Ji Wan was gentle and considerate toward him, he scolded her, "Get away from me."

When Ji Wan kept her distance, he grew irritated. "Is this how you treat your superior?"

Ji Wan's pair of peach-blossom eyes softened his once-icy heart until it melted like silk.

He had no choice but to admit that he was gay.

Just as he was about to confess his feelings, he saw...

The powerful Prince Ning confessing to Ji Wan.

"Young Master Ji, I have admired you for a long time. Would you give me a chance?"

Ji Wan coldly turned him down. "I'm not gay."

Zhou Mubai's heart trembled, yet he still clung to a sliver of hope.

He knew Ji Wan treated him differently. Everyone said she was sincerely respectful and devoted to him.

But then he accidentally came across...

In the imperial garden.

Ji Wan had an arm around the princess's slender waist, and the two were whispering to each other intimately.

Ji Wan chided her, "That damn Grand Secretary has been hot and cold with me lately, his moods all over the place. If this keeps up, I'm done serving him. I'll resign!"

A chill appeared in Zhou Mubai's eyes...

That damn Grand Secretary? Resign?

A popular, shameless toady of a subordinate x a rigidly straight, cold Grand Secretary

Both clean, one-on-one, happy ending, alternate-universe mishmash, a mountain of authorial liberties. Don't nitpick the historical details.

This is a romance-focused, satisfying, sweet little story. Everything in the plot serves the romance.

My new novel, The Emperor Became a Delicate Darling, is out now. If you like it, please check it out and add it to your collection.

Li Xian'er is delicate and spoiled, and she loves to lie flat. The imperial harem's consorts have given her the elegant nickname "Consort Xian," a homophone for "idle." One day, after attending the emperor, she and the emperor unexpectedly switch souls. From then on, the decisive, diligent, people-loving ruler becomes a delicate darling who can barely take care of himself, spending all day by the side of Consort Xian in the depths of the palace. Meanwhile, Consort Xian reaches into the court and meddles in government affairs. The ministers unite to submit a memorial accusing her of bewitching the ruler and demanding her execution, warning that otherwise the Great Ling dynasty will surely fall.

At the morning court, however, the emperor tearfully recounts the earth-shaking, heaven-rending love between himself and Consort Xian. Consort Xian escapes with her life but is banished to the Cold Palace. Deep in the night, within the Cold Palace, the young emperor kneels on the floor, eyes brimming with tears, and begs Consort Xian, who is sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"Your Majesty, this concubine was wrong... I shouldn't have given in to the accusations and locked you in here. I'll find a way to get you out immediately."

A flash of lightning streaks across the sky. The two stare at each other for a long moment...

The previously calm Consort Xian, who had been lying on the bed, suddenly rolls off it and kowtows to the emperor, who is still kneeling on the floor, tear tracks on his face.

"This concubine is willing to spend the rest of her life alone in the Cold Palace and never leave. I only beg Your Majesty to spare my life..."

Sheng Huayan rises and looks down at the trembling woman. He lets out a soft, cold laugh.

"You want to lie flat here? Wouldn't that be much too easy for you?"

The next day, the ministers watch as their once-delicate emperor regains his icy bearing, yet still brings Consort Xian, banished to the Cold Palace, to court to attend the session.

A year later, Consort Xian wears the imperial crown and becomes the "Empress Xian" of Great Ling, still firmly seated in court.

They see her yawning endlessly, eyes closed as she dozes against the emperor's shoulder. The sinister, ruthless emperor gives an order: "Court is dismissed."

Then he carries his sleeping empress toward their chambers.

The ministers sigh in despair. Heaven must mean to destroy Great Ling. A bewitching consort, truly a bewitching consort...

Give us back our emperor, the one who avoided women and devoted himself to his people!!!!

A pampered, delicate, laid-back slacker x a decisive, sinister, ruthless ruler.

Theme: Who says women are inferior to men?