Di En (Women Rule the World)

(Blurb to be revised)

Heroine: A calculating, domineering, and audacious empress.

Hero: A gentle, capable consort who fell in love with the heroine when they were young.

The reigning empress of the Xuan Kingdom, Yin Shuangfeng had been the exalted crown princess before ascending the throne. On the late emperor's verbal command, she led her troops to attack an enemy kingdom. Her valiant bearing was like that of a god, and victory reports arrived one after another.

A year later, the late emperor passed away. The crown princess returned victorious and ascended the throne, becoming the revered Empress Chongde.

Barely six months into her reign, the officials petitioned her to take the eldest legitimate son of the Right Chancellor as her consort.

Before being reborn--

Nanny Rong: Your Majesty, it's time to choose a bedchamber.

The empress pointed at random. Nanny Rong turned the plaque over, revealing the words “Imperial Consort.”

Nanny Rong: Prepare the palanquin for Chaoluan Hall!

The empress found it all rather dull. After only a few thrusts, the imperial consort couldn't take it anymore and sobbed prettily.

The imperial harem fell into chaos. A favored lord committed treason and colluded with the enemy, plunging the Xuan Kingdom into turmoil.

The Left Chancellor rebelled and led troops straight to the imperial palace.

A feathered arrow shot toward them. The empress did not fall. The imperial consort threw himself in front of her, and the arrow pierced his chest.

He collapsed into her arms, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His trembling hand reached toward the empress's face.

“Your Majesty... Your Majesty is safe. Then I... I can...”

His youthful love came to an end in that moment.

After being reborn--

The empress woke from a dream, realizing that she had truly been given another life.

The imperial consort was lying beside her. Woken by her movement, he hurriedly sat up and draped an outer robe over the empress. “Your Majesty, did you have a nightmare?”

At the sound of his soft voice, the empress pulled her sweet, gentle consort into her arms, then toppled onto the bed with her once more.

“Please... Your Majesty, spare me...”

The empress held her consort close, but her movements beneath him never stopped.

Empress: It was my fault for not appreciating how good you are, Consort.

The heroine is provisionally not a virgin before being reborn, but is one afterward. The hero is a virgin throughout.

Theme: Don't take him for granted.