The Emperor's Favor

Sweet romance | A little political intrigue

Jiang Yao was the youngest child in the Prime Minister's family. Her parents affectionately called their daughter Yao'er, so they named their precious little girl Jiang Yao.

Yao'er was deprived of oxygen for too long during birth, damaging her brain. Her family also protected her too much, leaving her innocent and gullible, utterly unaware of the world's dangers.

The Prime Minister's family thought they could protect their daughter for life, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yao had no choice but to marry into the imperial family.

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The new emperor was a madman, the last surviving member of the Beiyin family.

He was, in a very real sense, insane. The Beiyin clan were all a little unhinged: strange-tempered, cruel, cold-blooded, and capable of all manner of bestial acts.

The Prime Minister was so worried that he tore his hair out by the handful, but Yao'er still entered the palace and became empress.

On their wedding night, the candlelight filled the room with red.

Following what the nanny had taught her, Yao'er clumsily undid the emperor's belt, doing her best to please him.

The nanny had said that if she failed to serve His Majesty well, life would be difficult.

The man lowered his eyes, silently gazing at the pale, pretty face before him, its owner flustered and frantic.

The girl looked up. Her eyes were big and dark as a startled fawn's. She asked timidly, "Husband, I think I've tied it in a knot. What do I do...?"

Husband?

The new emperor arched an eyebrow, his phoenix eyes radiating an intimidating authority.

Yao'er froze for a moment, then stammered hurriedly, "Your Majesty, Yao'er called you the wrong thing." She tried to kneel, but he gripped her arm.

The emperor, whose madness was the stuff of rumors, wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace. In a low voice, he said, "You weren't wrong. Call me husband."

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Everyone thought the new empress had fallen into hell, and the Prime Minister's family was plunged into despair.

Unexpectedly, the first time the young lady was summoned to the palace, she tripped over a jade floor tile on the terrace above the wine pool and fell onto the new emperor, who was reclining on a couch.

The Prime Minister broke out in a cold sweat.

But his youngest daughter didn't get up. She lay on His Majesty like a lazy little cat.

The new emperor put an arm around her slender waist and casually asked his attendants, "Who built this?"

The Prime Minister's heart sank. That person was surely going to die. But his youngest daughter softly added, "Husband, have him come and fix it. We won't pay him this time."

The new emperor was like a wild lion whose fur had been smoothed down. His fury subsided, and he idly wound a strand of the beauty's hair around his fingertip. In a languid voice, he agreed, "All right. We'll do as Yao'er says."

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