The Evil King Calls Me Little Ancestress

[A resilient, graceful beauty x a broken puppy who cries alone at night (he's a wolf)]

The aloof beauty chases her love and turns into a schemer / possessive / a military commander's 800 schemes

Story blurb:

Ling Miaoyi was born with a natural, alluring beauty. Her parents loved each other deeply and cherished her like the apple of their eye.

Her father was only a fifth-rank physician at the Imperial Medical Bureau, so she had no wish to get involved in the feuds among the capital's noblewomen. From a young age, she learned to hide her beauty and talent behind an unbecoming appearance, and to tread carefully. Her only wish was to marry the boy next door, her childhood sweetheart.

Her sweetheart was the heir to a marquis's estate, but she had saved his life when they were young, and they had shared years of affection.

Besides, he was captivated by her true face, always put her first, and treated her with tenderness and consideration. He seemed utterly in love with her.

For the first sixteen years of her life, she was content.

That is, until the palace accused her father of using his position to collude with a foreign power, with evidence to prove it.

Her father was dismissed, and the whole family was placed under investigation and confinement.

And she was inexplicably assigned to Prince Rong as a secondary consort.

Her sweetheart said Prince Rong was obsessed with slaughter and had countless lives on his hands. His true face beneath his mask was even more terrifying and repulsive. He was a true villain.

Worse still, he kept a private prison on his estate, where he held countless innocent young women. He took a different one to his bed each night and executed her at dawn.

It had to be true. Otherwise, why would Prince Rong still be unmarried at nearly thirty?

Ling Miaoyi was terrified. She didn't want to marry him, so she told her childhood sweetheart how she could fake her death and escape.

First, she wouldn't have to lose her virtue and her life.

Second, she could go find witnesses, and there might still be a way to clear her father's name.

In her previous life, she escaped with ease, but her sweetheart showed his true colors and used the lives of her entire family to force her to serve the powerful.

She resisted for months, until the princess in her sweetheart's arms held her head down and let her sink again and again into the icy lake.

She plunged to the bottom and died once and for all.

Reborn, she returned to the day she faked her death to escape the wedding.

From inside the coffin, she heard her sweetheart's vicious words.

Prince Rong had arranged a grand funeral for her, and when her body went missing, he even came to look for her himself.

Well, wasn't that considerate of him?

Then she decided to follow the villain and see if he might offer her a new way to die.

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Li Canyao is Prince Pan's only daughter.

Cool and reserved by nature, she is the most elegant and proper woman in the imperial clan.

But she keeps a secret in her heart.

When she was fifteen, she watched the streetside parade and saw the great general, Xie Zhaoyan, depart for the northern frontier to fight the Beiman.

The young man looked dashing on horseback, and she fell for him at first sight.

A year later, General Xie returned in triumph.

To celebrate the peace, the palace hosted a banquet and invited all the noble families and marquises of the capital.

After drinking cup after cup of toasts, Xie Zhaoyan was helped into the Eastern Palace.

Li Canyao was quietly enjoying the banquet when she heard that Beiman had asked the court for a woman to marry into their royal family. The emperor's hand paused over her name.

Beiman was a desolate wasteland with a fierce people. Its leader had been defeated but refused to submit, so going there meant almost certain death.

Her parents were gravely ill, and her elder brother had died in battle. She was the only one left to care for them, so she couldn't go.

Li Canyao gritted her teeth. On the night before the edict was to be issued, she secretly crept into the Eastern Palace and climbed into General Xie's bed.

She heard that the woman sent to marry into Beiman in her place had become his cousin.

On their wedding night, Xie Zhaoyan left her behind and led his troops north. He didn't return home for two months.

Their marriage had been forced upon him, after all, and Li Canyao never uttered a word of complaint.

But the rumors said that he had defiled her and then neglected her, which was hardly the behavior of a gentleman.

She felt terribly guilty, so she treated his birth mother even better and took meticulous care of his household.

By the time he returned, she had put the general's chaotic estate in perfect order.

Two months pregnant, Li Canyao was made to kneel as punishment by her legitimate mother-in-law. For the first time, she spoke back to an elder, her voice growing weaker and weaker. Xie Zhaoyan appeared out of nowhere and caught her as she began to collapse.

His gentle voice soothed her ear.

"Don't be afraid, my wife. Your husband will stand up for you."

Xie Zhaoyan had been sickly as a child, so his marquis father sent him to the army to toughen him up. No one expected him to be a natural talent, but after winning several battles, his name resounded throughout the capital.

Young General Xie was gloomy all day long, but his heart was warm. He liked bright, cheerful women.

But he made a mistake and was forced to marry the most proper princess in the capital.

After the wedding, he only wanted them to treat each other with respect. He never imagined she was a liar.

She seemed as docile as a lamb, but inside she was willful, spoiled, and unreasonable. First she tricked him into taking her virtue, and now she had stolen his heart.

Everyone thought they were an unhappy couple, but someone had seen the usually cold and aloof General Xie chasing after the little princess in private, at a loss for how to coax her.

Xie Zhaoyan made no effort to hide it.

When his wife was thirsty, he gathered morning dew from lotus leaves to make her tea.

When she was hungry, he rode out at night to buy her pastries and fruit.

His wife wore the one-of-a-kind Shu brocade dresses found only in the capital,

and even the mattress she slept on was stuffed with goose down by his own hands.

The noblewomen of the capital were green with envy and flocked to Li Canyao for advice.

Li Canyao was shy, and though she and her husband were on good terms, she really ought to be more restrained.

When Xie Zhaoyan failed to get a kiss, he followed her around in circles. "My wife, just give me one little kiss!!"

Theme: Don't judge people by appearances alone. Learn to recognize a sincere heart