The Emperor Is Actually My Wife?!

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Lu Yu, a straight male liberal arts student, gets into a car accident and transmigrates into a book as a poor, sickly scholar in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

His parents are both dead, and all they left him is a breakfast shop and a diligent, dependable child bride.

Lu Yu consoles himself: at least he’s no longer single.

And so he sets out to earn money and support his family by pursuing success in the imperial examinations.

Though Ji Banxia’s feet are even bigger than his, she’s considerate and capable. She’s up before dawn, making buns and grinding soy milk, then stays up late washing and mending his clothes and taking care of the housework. If anyone tries to pick a fight with him, she knocks them flying with one punch.

Deeply moved, Lu Yu swears that once he passes the highest imperial examination, he’ll return and marry her in grand style into the Lu family.

At the palace examination...

Seeing Ji Banxia seated high above on the Golden Throne, Lu Yu is speechless.

The emperor is my wife? (Horrified stare)

His fiancee is actually a man?!

No way. I was born straight, and I’ll die a straight ghost.

As Lu Yu packs his things in the middle of the night, ready to flee, Ji Banxia pins him down on the imperial bed, her expression dark.

“You promised you’d marry me.”

Lu Yu falls silent. Silence is the sound of tonight’s Cambridge.

The man lets down his long black hair and teasingly presses a hairpin to Lu Yu’s throat, his voice hoarse. “All under Heaven belongs to the emperor. Where do you think you can run?”

Lu Yu has a sudden flash of inspiration. “Into your heart.”

“...”

The moment the hairpin slips, Lu Yu swears he sees the emperor blush.

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The newly crowned top scholar, Lu Yu, is an elegant and refined gentleman who makes countless women in the capital swoon.

Princess Changning is also smitten. Gathering her courage, she asks her imperial cousin, the emperor, to arrange a marriage for her.

The emperor glances at her and says coolly, “Minister Lu is already engaged.”

“To whom?!” the princess cries in alarm. For the first time in her life, she likes someone this much, and she vows to compete for him, no matter which family the woman belongs to.

Then the emperor says calmly, “To me.”

The princess: “???”

P.S. The blurb screenshot dates back to January 2022.

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On the day of their blind date, Jiang Wuque gets a marriage certificate with a handsome stranger from a wealthy family. To outsiders, he’s an unemployed nobody who stays home writing novels and picking his feet. The fact that he can marry the eldest young master of the Qin family is like winning the lottery.

Meanwhile, Jiang Wuque thinks the ordinary rich second-generation heir he married gets a monthly allowance. When he learns that his husband is accidentally pregnant with his child, he hurriedly and nervously writes to support the family.

“Here’s my salary card for this month. Use it to buy clothes.”

“These are my savings. A man should be good to himself. Baby, buy whatever you want.”

“Here’s the money for the baby’s formula. You can put it away for now.”

The very pregnant President Qin hands him the keys to a mansion and a luxury car. “Keep them for yourself.”

The next day, Jiang Wuque sees on the financial news that his husband is number one on the Forbes rich list.

Jiang Wuque: “...”

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No one knows that the top tycoon Qin Luohai’s hobbies aren’t golf or sailing on a yacht. He’d rather stay home and read novels. To follow his favorite author, he spends a fortune, only for the money to circle around and end up back in his own hands.

“Honey, some sucker tipped me hundreds of thousands! We’ll have money for the baby’s formula!” Qin Luohai falls silent when his husband rushes out of the study, crying with joy.

The novelist he wants to lock up and force to write ten thousand words a day is actually his own bedmate?

(Shouldn’t he lock him up and force him to write ten thousand words a day for three days straight?) Just kidding.

Theme: Devotion to one another, building a strong nation and keeping it at peace