The Tyrant's Beloved Little Crybaby

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A possessive, domineering, fatherly tyrant X a mischievous, beloved little crybaby

On the day the emperor killed someone, a little girl in a fiery red wedding dress stood unsteadily in the distance, her small face as white as snow.

At the time, he thought, Tsk! She must be scared out of her wits!

Later... it turned out he was just imagining things.

On their wedding day, the little girl was like a fearless calf. She picked up a sword from the ground and ran through the chest of the minister who was trying to kill him.

She looked timid and obedient, like a little crybaby, but was actually mischievous and bold, acting up only at home.

She didn't just visit brothels. Late at night, she even stood outside his bedchamber banging a gong, declaring that if he didn't come out, she'd set the place on fire.

She made him wear her little cape and hold her hand warmer, then burst into tears if he refused.

She'd eagerly set out to plant flowers, but in the end she'd tug on his clothes and use him as a horse, making him drag her along like a little tail while carrying two huge buckets of water.

She loved eating glutinous rice balls and candy. After eating too much, she'd roll around on the bed and cry to him that her teeth hurt. If he wouldn't let her have more, she'd sit on the floor, hug his leg, and make a fuss.

He'd take one step, and she'd slide one step across the floor like a little broom.

The emperor helplessly pinched the bridge of his nose as he watched the little girl plead and whine for him to carry her again. Once more, he wondered to himself: Everyone else is afraid of me. Why isn't this little rascal afraid of me?

The emperor gave in helplessly. Fine! The worst that could happen was that he'd raise a child.

Who could have guessed that the child would grow into a little tyrant, becoming ever more brazen and bossing him around? Later, she even sneaked out of the palace without his permission.

She was too young. If he kept a close watch on her, she'd only rebel.

The emperor had no choice but to secretly follow behind and protect her. He was afraid she'd be taken advantage of or get hurt, and was so anxious he couldn't sit still. But then he heard the little rascal boast shamelessly:

"Once I've repaid my debt of gratitude and finished what I need to do in the palace, I'll run away. The world is so big, so I can go wherever I want."

"Maybe I'll even meet a man I like who likes me back. Why should I hang myself from a single tree?"

The emperor: !!!!!

She was asking for a spanking again!

Furious, the emperor kicked the door open and carried off the little girl who had been making such outrageous claims.

Later, on a full-moon night during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the child he'd cherished in the palm of his hand received a rabbit lantern from some unknown pretty boy. Written on it were the words: "Flowers bloom again, but youth never returns."

The little girl read it with great interest.

The emperor, however, was so enraged his eyes nearly bulged out. Could it have been sent by some pretty boy who'd been her childhood sweetheart?!

In a fury, the emperor crushed the wretched lantern in the child's hands, carried her to a grove, and pinned her against a tree. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Wenwen, don't lie to me, and don't you dare leave me. I'll go mad."

His long, dark eyes were filled with a sick, possessive madness.

He had meant to raise a child, but instead, he had raised the one obsession and joy of his life.

Bonus Scene One:

"What the emperor was like while raising a child"

The little girl was always running and hopping around when she walked, and she'd even kick the little stones on the ground. On several occasions, if the emperor hadn't caught her, she would have flown straight into a flower bed, shoes and all, and landed headfirst.

Whenever the emperor left, he would remind her anxiously, "Wenwen, walk properly. Don't run or jump around, or you'll fall!"

The little girl would obediently agree, but when the emperor looked back, there wasn't a trace of obedience in her. She bounced around like a rabbit, her feet never still, always kicking little stones into the air and nearly kicking off her shoes as well.

The emperor turned back a few steps, worried, and threatened in a stern voice, "An Wenwen! If you keep this up, I'll hang you from a tree, and you won't be able to get down!"

The little girl appeared to behave herself and answered halfheartedly, "I know! I know!"

Then she gathered up her little skirt and went pattering off.

Watching the little girl run faster and faster, the emperor feared she might fall. Frowning, he called out, "Wenwen, walk properly! Why are you running? Is there a tiger chasing you?"

If she fell again and bumped into something, she'd only come crying to him.

The little girl turned around, made a face at the emperor, and laughed. "La la la! You're the big tiger!"

Then she dashed into Chenyuan Hall and vanished in an instant.

The emperor was so furious his head hurt! He raised a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose and said irritably to Chief Steward Tao behind him, "Tell me, why is raising a child so hard?! That old man An Yijing managed to raise this little girl and still hasn't been angered to death. He really is lucky!"

Chief Steward Tao: !!!

Oh, Your Majesty! Have you got it wrong?

What Grand Secretary An is doing is raising a child. What you're doing is raising a wife! What man raises his own wife like a child? Only you!

Bonus Scene Two:

"What the emperor was like after the child became the apple of his eye"

"An Wenwen! Are you giving me the cold shoulder because of that pretty boy?"

The jealous emperor chased after the little girl and said, "Don't think I haven't noticed that pretty boy called Qingde. He blushes every time he sees you."

"The first time he saw you, his eyes nearly popped out. You should be grateful I didn't gouge them out!"

Fed up with her husband's unreasonable behavior, the little girl pattered off. The domineering emperor grabbed her hand and threatened, "From now on, you aren't allowed to leave your room at the Qingde family's house without a veil!"

When he saw that after marrying him, the little girl still didn't put her hair up, looking like an unmarried young lady and drawing stares from every passing man, the emperor grew even more displeased and ordered, "Next time, if your hair isn't up, you aren't allowed to leave the house!"

The little girl: !!!!!

What is a girl supposed to do with a husband who's this jealous?

"Reading Guide"

1. A sweet, married-life romance between a soft and delicate young girl and a tyrant. Warm and healing, with a devoted one-on-one romance.

2. A fatherly emperor who is always worried the little girl will get hurt or be taken advantage of X a beloved little crybaby.

3. The male lead is twelve years older than the female lead. He met her when she was a child, at the age of five, so at first he only dotes on her as a child. He gradually falls in love with her later. Please avoid this story if that bothers you.

4. An alternate history. Although the official titles resemble those used in actual history, they have been completely redefined. Please avoid this story if that bothers you.

5. The male lead is no good person: he is cold-blooded, murderous, and possessive. The female lead is usually a soft and delicate young girl, but she can also turn cold-blooded if someone important to her is harmed.

6. The tone of this novel: a tyrant who is violent and bloodthirsty toward the whole world, but gentle only with you; and a little crybaby who thinks her husband is the best in the whole world.

The novel blurb was screenshotted on October 7, 2022.

Theme: When facing the hardships of life, believe in yourself, keep hope in your heart, never give up or complain, and keep moving forward. Believe that happiness will gradually find its way to you. When it does, bravely express your love and cherish those who treat you sincerely.