Reborn: Delivering My Future Husband with My Own Hands
My Ex Chases His Wife to the Crematorium, But Fails to Win Her Back
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In her previous life, Xie Chong married late. A noblewoman of the Xie clan of Chen Commandery, she married the new emperor, Xiao Yanzhi, at seventeen. She served as his empress for nineteen years, devoting the strength of her entire clan to helping him govern the realm.
It was only on the night the Xie clan of Chen Commandery was wiped out that she learned the truth: he had married her only to restrain the great clans and balance political power. Xiao Yanzhi personally led his troops into Chen Commandery, coldly allowing his soldiers to kill and plunder. The Xie clan's dead filled the roads, and their children and wives were all taken into the military camps.
Xie Chong died that night, coughing up blood.
When she woke again, Xie Chong was locked in the prison of Ye City.
She had become a three-year-old captive from the Western Regions, and by a strange twist of fate, helped a woman in the prison deliver a baby boy. Xie Chong had no idea that the infant whose umbilical cord she cut with her own hands would one day become Emperor Jingfeng, the man who destroyed Xiao Yanzhi. Her relationship with Emperor Jingfeng was awkward, to say the least. Rumor had it that he was peerlessly beautiful, unmatched in the world. After Xiao Yanzhi conquered Futu, he took male favorites on a grand scale and kept Fu Jingfeng and his sister in his harem for ten days. Folk songs soon sprang up everywhere: One phoenix male, one phoenix female, they held the dragon's bed in thrall.
Reborn as a three-year-old girl, she had also personally delivered the rumored male lover and archenemy of her scumbag husband from her previous life. With such a spectacular start, Xie Chong had planned only to stay by Fu Jingfeng's side and watch from the sidelines, while seeing how Xiao Yanzhi met his end.
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In the tenth month of winter, in the forty-second year of Jinyuan, Fu Chong seemed to dream again of the time when she was a ghost. As she wandered between heaven and earth, she saw a stone stele bearing the records of later generations. In a few brief lines, the historian's brush summed up Emperor Jingfeng's entire life of infamy:
Exquisite and handsome, bearing the beauty of a man who loved men.
Cruel and violent in his actions, his decrees went unenforced.
He indulged in pleasure, until generals and scholars cut down his corpse.
Fu Chong ran through the snow, unable to hold it back, and wept bitterly.
She had spent all twenty-nine years of Emperor Jingfeng's short life with him, witnessing how he climbed, step by step, from a prisoner and slave to the highest throne. No matter what later generations said of his merits and faults, she remembered only one thing clearly: in the winter of the twenty-second year of Jin, in a damp, freezing dungeon, he stood before her in the cold and lowered his eyes to ask, "Are you cold?"
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Futu fell, and he was held captive by an enemy nation.
His face was ruined, and he could barely walk.
That was the life they destroyed.
A city imprisoned its ruler for life.
I will make this splendid realm his backdrop.
At the highest rank, he could command the lands and issue decrees in every direction.
At the lowest, he could be humiliated in an enemy's bed.
But in the end, the man living in hell fell in love with the one who guarded it.
Reader's Notes:
1. The age gap is three years. Happy ending.
2. This is a fictional setting with original worldbuilding. After the story is complete, I'll post a historical timeline on Weibo.
3. No characters are based on any specific historical figures, but the story contains many echoes and reflections of historical people and events. Please add it to your collection! Weibo: @Ru Qinghuan
Theme: Be a kind person.
