The Tyrant's Delicate Little Trouble-Maker

[The male lead is unhinged, but does a great job hiding it from the heroine] Xiao Hengwu had been born bewitchingly beautiful, but her body was frail. She fell ill every few days and never went anywhere without her medicine. Who would have thought that an old immortal would appear in her dream and tell her that only the dragon aura surrounding the emperor could suppress the evil energy? If she wanted to live, she had to serve at the emperor's side. To survive, she had no choice but to serve the emperor with all her (abandoned) heart and (discarded) soul. Little scene: Under the dark night sky, the emperor had only just left when Xiao Hengwu suddenly had a premonition: the moment His Majesty was gone, her heart would start aching again. So, afraid to die, she hurried after him and threw herself at him in front of everyone, getting the loving embrace she wanted. “You clingy little minx. I've only been gone a moment, and you already can't bear to be apart from me.” The emperor chuckled softly, already pulling the clingy little minx into his arms. The weather was bitterly cold, and he was afraid his delicate little darling might catch a chill. If she did, he would be the one worrying. Buried in the emperor's arms, Xiao Hengwu said in a coy, sweet voice, “I can't be apart from you for even a moment, Your Majesty... You are my very life.” And it was true. Even being apart for a little while made her heart flutter with unease. Little scene 2: The other consorts tried to fish for information. “Sister, wasn't your younger sister supposed to enter the palace? Why did you come instead?” Xiao Hengwu looked surprised. “I'm the eldest legitimate daughter of my family. Why should my younger sister enter the palace?” “You volunteered?” The woman looked incredulous. Xiao Hengwu smiled, her voice sweet and timid. “Of course. I'm not like you. You came for wealth and status, while I came for His Majesty himself.” The woman looked ready to fly into a rage. Tears welled in Xiao Hengwu's eyes. “Did I hit a nerve? Are you going to hit me? Oh dear, my chest hurts so much. You must have upset me. Where's the physician? Where's the physician...” The woman pointed at her with a trembling finger. “Y-you're faking an injury to frame me?” Little scene 3: The consorts asked: How can we win His Majesty's favor all to ourselves? Xiao Hengwu answered: Be a handful! Be the biggest handful you can be! Theme: Never give up hope, no matter what.