After Showing the Empress Compassion, His Majesty Became Pregnant

***Coming soon: My Idol Turned into My Cat. Please add it to your reading list! Blurb below~*** In the third year of Li Letong's reign, the imperial ancestral instructions required him to marry a prince from the royal family of Qing and make him empress. Li Letong looked at the dozen or so portraits before him, then pointed to one, his expression indifferent. "That one." Eunuch Chang beamed at the portrait. "Indeed. Of all these princes, the Eleventh Prince is the most handsome." Li Letong: "You're overthinking it. He looks the dumbest." Meanwhile, the supposedly dumbest one, Chu Han, was sitting in a carriage, reading a popular romance to prepare himself. There were many princes in the royal family of Qing. If Chu Han wanted to take the throne, he would have to try an unconventional approach. So he had laid a plan. He would use Li Letong to help him become emperor. He was going there to put on an act. He'd heard that Li Letong had lived a miserable life back when he was still a prince. Stories were full of people with backgrounds like his. All Chu Han had to do was treat him a little kindly, and he'd have him in the palm of his hand. Chu Han smiled and closed the book. Even the coldest, most suspicious emperor would let down his guard around the person he loved. All he had to do was get into character. A fierce husband, gentle, assertive, domineering... He had already chosen his role. All that remained was to meet the emperor in person... But just then, everything changed. The carriage suddenly lurched. Caught off guard, he hit his head against the carriage wall. When he opened his eyes again, his attendants heard a deliberately lowered, pitifully fragile voice: "How are you driving this carriage? You've hurt me. If my delicate skin is damaged and I can't meet His Majesty, how will you answer for it?" The attendants: "...?!" * Before Chu Han arrived, everyone thought he would spend the rest of his life in the Changle Palace, just like the empresses before him. But no one expected this empress to be so much more than he seemed. He was actually spoiled! At first, Eunuch Chang said, "Your Majesty, the empress wants you to join him for lunch. He says he won't eat if you don't go." Li Letong: "I'm busy. If he won't eat, let him go hungry." A day later, Eunuch Chang cried out in alarm, "Your Majesty! The empress was so hungry, he went out to eat grass!" Li Letong: "..." Later, Li Letong looked at the empress, who was half a head taller than him, and even he couldn't keep half his face from darkening. "You can make the most pitiful, miserable expression you like, but I still won't be able to carry you." Chu Han: "Waaah, so you really don't love me anymore." Li Letong: "...I'll carry you." The next day, Li Letong couldn't attend court because he'd thrown out his back. Also known as: "Well, I'll be damned. The person I thought I could win over just by being a little nice to him turned out to be me!" and "I never expected him to actually be dumb =+=" P.S. Cute guys can be tops too, and drama queens can be tops too. The bottom is intersex. There will be childbirth. (More to come if I think of anything ovo) Cold on the outside, warmhearted, soft-hearted emperor bottom x whiny, puppy-like top [This is a story about a man who tried to take pity on the empress and ended up falling for him himself.] Now for the coming-soon request~ Title: My Idol Turned into My Cat Blurb: Yan Fuli accepts a friend's request to play the third male lead in a TV series. His scene partner is Jian Zhiyu, a fellow actor he barely knows, though they've exchanged a few polite nods. Their fans, however, have somehow gotten into particularly fierce fights with each other. Yan Fuli thinks fans' behavior doesn't reflect the stars themselves, and that Jian Zhiyu is probably as levelheaded as he is. That would be ideal. They could get along normally. After all, they have a lot of scenes together. But on the first day on set, he runs into Jian Zhiyu, who gives him a cool, indifferent glance before walking straight past him. Yan Fuli realizes this might be a problem. Jian Zhiyu really doesn't seem to like him. He won't even bother with basic politeness. Just as Yan Fuli is about to give up on building rapport with his scene partner, something unexpected happens that night: he wakes up in a cat's body. Through the cat's eyes, he sees a room filled with posters of himself. His pictures are even printed on the carpet and curtains. Yan Fuli immediately realizes he's become the cat of an extreme fan. The next second, Jian Zhiyu, who had been at odds with him all day, hurries into the room. His icy demeanor is gone. Like an overexcited dog, he lets out a bark and dives onto a bed covered in Yan Fuli's pictures, writhing and squealing wildly. "Ahhhhh, I saw my idol! He's so handsome, so handsome! I love him so much! Ahhhhh! I want his autograph so badly! Ahhhhh!" Yan Fuli: "..." Yan Fuli: "..." I know you celebrities cultivate public personas, but isn't yours a little too different from the real you? -- Jian Zhiyu has been a fan of Yan Fuli for almost six years. But because of his public persona and the arguments between their fans, he has to hide the real him, tears in his eyes. Every day on set, he acts cool and aloof around his idol. At home each night, he hugs his cat and squeals like a maniac. Then one day, he notices something strange. His cat always runs away from him at night and won't let him hold or kiss it. When he finally manages to catch it and give it a kiss, the cat puts on a dramatic performance of dying on the spot. Jian Zhiyu is baffled and can only conclude: Maybe it's going into heat. Meanwhile, on set, Yan Fuli's gaze grows more and more complicated. Jian Zhiyu: "?" Ahem, my idol looked at me again? (? ???ω??? ?)? Does he like me? Tonight, I'll act out a scene where I marry my idol. After he puts on this act for two days in a row, Yan Fuli finally approaches Jian Zhiyu. "Could you..." Please stop acting. I work during the day and have to turn into a cat at night to act along with you. I'm really tired. Jian Zhiyu, keeping a cool expression: "Hmm?" Yan Fuli smiles warmly. "It's nothing. I came to run lines with you. May I come in?" Jian Zhiyu says, "Oh," as if he isn't particularly willing. "Come in." Yan Fuli sighs. But he never expected that after they finished running lines, Jian Zhiyu would still have the energy to act. Today's scene is about the unspeakable things that happen while running lines. The scene is grand, bashful, and uninhibited. His acting goes through the roof. In his cat's body, Jian Zhiyu pins him down and kisses him from head to toe. Yan Fuli: "…" [I can't help it. He's just too full of energy, so I have to personally help him let off some steam and calm down.] [A gentle top and his little boyfriend, who acts like an aloof gentleman in public but goes wild like a drama queen in private.] [The fact that he turned into a cat must never be exposed in this lifetime.] [Click to watch: the cat owner's mental state or the ultimate public humiliation.] Probably a sweet little story under 200,000 words! The sweet little sun is back, adjusting his tie. Theme: Give sincerity, receive sincerity.