Reborn: This Dowager Empress Just Wants to Lie Flat

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Synopsis:

In her previous life, on the day of her wedding to the emperor, Marquis Feng Shuying of Dingbei launched a palace coup and killed the emperor. Shi Zhongyu was promptly elevated to the position of Empress Dowager.

Later, with her clan's support, Shi Zhongyu fought to the death against the usurper Feng Shuying. The day she finally brought the traitor Feng down, she was also handed a cup of poisoned wine by her own father...

When Shi Zhongyu woke again, she realized she had not died. Instead, she had been reborn on the very day of her wedding to Emperor Yongning. Furious, she wanted to plant her hands on her hips and shout, "Heavens, couldn't you have set things back just one more day?"

She made up her mind. Since Heaven had given her another chance at life, she would stay far away from the factional struggles at court and... that man, and spend her days lying flat in the palace with the young emperor!

Who could have guessed that at a palace banquet, after drinking too much, Shi Zhongyu would mistake the present for her past life and take the initiative to flirt with the regent who controlled both the court and her life?

"The moon is beautiful tonight, but... it still cannot compare to even a fraction of Your Excellency's stunning beauty."

Feng Shuying lowered his eyes and looked at the little empress dowager on the swing, her hairpins askew and her cheeks flushed like a lotus. As if possessed, he bent his proud spine...

The leads' inner monologues:

Shi Zhongyu: Your Excellency, you must not climb onto the imperial bed!

Feng Shuying: The late emperor's wife is nothing but a puppet ornament. Her beauty is not worth my attention... A few months later: Hmm, the little empress dowager is irresistible!

The eunuch guarding the door: Tsk, the Regent is kicking the little widow's door in the middle of the night again!

Content warning: Both leads have only been with each other, in both lives. Only the female lead is reborn! He and she are the same people in both the past and present, bound together by a grudging, fated connection.

Please add my next novel, The Emperor Married the Regent's White Moonlight, to your collection!

"Am I the most spineless emperor in all of Great Wei's history?"

Wei Wuyan looked toward the imperial bed and saw the Great Wei empress, whom she had married less than three months ago, tangled up with the regent, the man who could turn the court upside down with a flick of his hand. She couldn't help sighing inwardly.

"Please, Your Excellency, carry on. I... will come see the empress another day."

After saying this, Wei Wuyan turned and ran, only to be cornered by the regent against a palace wall.

The man's long, phoenix-shaped eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed at the little emperor, whose cheeks were flushed like a lotus. Calmly, he said, "Your Majesty has misunderstood me."

Later, the empress of Great Wei finally understood that she had never been the white moonlight in the heart of that power-hungry man. So she decided to return to Emperor Wei, who had always stood by her.

Wei Wuyan was at a loss. She was about to push away the empress, who was pulling off her "cover," when the carved doors swung open. The regent strode in with a dark expression and looked coldly at the two on the imperial bed.

"Your Excellency... Your Excellency, listen to my explanation!"

The officials at court all wondered to themselves: When would the puppet emperor on the Dragon Throne finally drop dead and surrender the throne?

They were surprised when the new emperor not only stayed alive and well, but also grew closer and closer to the regent. The officials couldn't help wondering: Had the usurping traitor decided to turn over a new leaf and become a great minister who served the state?

No one knew that this great servant of Great Wei spent every night lingering in Funing Hall.

On the imperial bed, the new emperor's slender fingers kneaded a corner of the quilt. Her eyes rippled with emotion as she pleaded softly, "If you've finished reviewing your memorials, Your Excellency, please go back to your manor and rest."

His expression remained calm. As his long fingers untied the jade belt at his waist, he coaxed her gently, "Tonight, I would like to rest here with Your Majesty..."

Also known as: Your Excellency, You Must Not Climb onto the Imperial Bed

Content warnings:

Both leads have only been with each other. Happy ending.

The male lead has no romantic entanglement with his white moonlight.

A treacherous minister who oversteps his station versus a little emperor who worries every day about being exposed.

Theme: Through storm and hardship, never forget your original aspirations.