Black Lotus Empress's Ascension Manual

Stay in the early morning of 6.29: The project has been quite busy recently and I have to work a lot of overtime. The update is changed to 23:00 every day. The time may not be stable, but try to ensure 3k+ every day. If there is no time to send it on the same day, it should be dropped in the early morning~ *Irregular minor revisions/bug-catching. After completion, the entire article will be fine-edited. We are only responsible for the original version. *Scheming Fishing Black Lotus × Indifference in the early stage and love brain emperor in the later stage Qiao Songlan was originally the most favored imperial concubine of the Li Dynasty and was envied by everyone, but she hid a shocking secret. Because her sweetheart is not the emperor beside her, but Pei Shu, the powerful minister of Zhilan Yushu. She worked hard for Pei Shu, vying for favor and promotion, and even sent away the emperor's husband who gave her the highest honor with a glass of poisoned wine. But what he gave her in return was to gouge out her eyes, brand her fingers, and pierce her heart with a sword in the prison. Once reborn, she returned to the age of fifteen. Song Lan takes a picture of herself in the mirror. The young girl who has just entered the palace is celestial and beautiful, and her youth is perfect. There is a small bright red mole under the eye, which is full of charm. Just because she came from a small family, she was often bullied by the noble ladies from the official families who entered the palace in the same batch. Half contemptuous, half jealous. Songlan closed the bronze mirror with a snap. Such a look must naturally be matched by the best wealth and power in the world. In her previous life, she thought she was smart, but she fell into confusion for the only time. If she had to do it over again, she would have a mind, a face, and a lifetime of painful memories. ——The imperial concubine? Who cares. The queen's phoenix throne is so dazzling that everyone admires it, and she is not exempt from the vulgarity. * The new emperor is young, prudent, and handsome. Three years after taking the throne, he held the first draft and attracted many talents. He was deeply disgusted with the late emperor's indulgence in beauty. When walking in the harem, he always passed through thousands of flowers without a leaf touching his body. As soon as a new concubine entered the palace, he had to go there one by one. When we first met, the woman looked sick and pale, hiding behind a green gauze curtain. But hidden by the gauze, her breath was sultry, her red lips parted slightly, and she actually held the fingertips he handed over the candied fruit. Warm and soft, seductively naked. The next day, after approving the papers, he felt depressed due to the fighting in the previous court and strolled to the edge of Yuyuan Lake. The drizzle is falling, the herons are lighting up the smoke, and the spring flowers on the shore are fragile and helpless due to the rain, exuding a decadent fragrance. The woman hooked his belt, her eyes filled with mist, full of desire and ambition. She was surprisingly active, her lips and tongue roaming around the side of her neck, her breath lingering. She bit his earlobe, her voice was vague, but every word made him feel: "On the shore of Leditu, are you the king's minister? Everyone in the world should respect you." The oil-paper umbrella I was holding fell to the ground at some point, circling in circles. Can't hide the spring scenery in the garden, indulgence and absurdity. ——But Li Wei could not have imagined that, as the emperor, he would one day meet the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him. Be willing to bow your head and surrender. * Reading guide: 1. Traditional palace battles, men are non-c; 2. The early stage is more plot-oriented, with plot and emotion accounting for 6:4; 3. In the later stage, the heroine will be the only favorite, and will be the queen, and will listen to the affairs of the court; *** Pre-collection of "Cintiq's Black Moonlight" in the column The copy is as follows: Cong Yao was originally a slave of sin, but before her death, her mother spent all her wealth to buy her a clean identity. At the last moment, her mother told her to live well and never think about revenge. Cong Yao endured and hunkered down, struggling to survive. She only hoped to be released from the palace at the age of twenty-five, so that she could live a good life as her mother said. With a casual remark from the noble man, she was accused of serving the son of the deposed King Ye. That was the former Emperor Taisun, now the commoner Qi family. The child was living in seclusion in the palace. At best, he was under house arrest. At worst, it was a tomb of the living dead. The trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and all the previous thoughts have become extravagant hopes. The Qi Shu people's residence was dilapidated and dirty, with cobwebs growing in the corners, and the dust and dust in the room made her cough uncontrollably. Cong Yao clenched her fist so hard that her fingernails drew blood from her palm. She knelt down and looked intently at the half-grown child who stood up straight and was as tall as her. Qi Shuren was as thin as a dry wheat straw, but he had a pair of dark eyes, as sinister and ferocious as a wolf. Cong Yao touched his withered hair and gently held his hand. "Your Highness, do you want to be emperor?" * Qi Qian has always known that Cong Yao is a very scheming woman. She reached out to him in the darkest moment of his life, like a ray of bright moonlight breaking through the thick fog. He beheaded the Queen Mother, expelled the late Emperor, and crawled out of that desperate situation. So when Qi Qian heard that she was leaving, he went crazy. He thought he was cruel enough, but when he saw her being bullied, kneeling on the bluestone bricks, and having her bare hands turned red by the scalding tea, he felt all kinds of pain, worse than the pain in his heart that would corrode his bones. Those hands had lit a lamp for him, sewed his clothes, brushed the mole under his lip, caressed his back during countless uncomfortable nights, and sang that unknown ditty to lull him to sleep. Qi Qian suddenly regretted it. Dignity is nothing, sincerity is nothing. He only wants Cong Yao to be by his side and never leave her again. No one can hurt her at all. No matter the price is gold, silver, jewelry, wealth and power. Or mountains of swords, seas of fire, and endless hell. * When the new emperor came to court, the courtiers lying on the ground under the white jade steps were all trembling. There was no other reason. Anyone who had any objections to the new emperor's accession to the throne had been killed. Rivers of blood flowed inside and outside the palace walls, and the point of the gloomy emperor's sword still dripped blood. "Qian" means relegation, a derogatory name given to him by the deposed Empress Dowager to humiliate him. The Ministry of Internal Affairs drafted words with auspicious and profound meanings and respectfully sent them to the Imperial Study Room, but the new emperor was nowhere to be seen. And the jade-faced Rakshasa who made all the civil and military officials in the dynasty change their minds after hearing about it, At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, trembling and resting his head on a woman's lap. Begging almost to the point of collapse: "Sister, don't leave me, okay?" *** *The yandere and infatuated emperor in his youth × the indifferent and tough heroine *Double c, male under 10 years old, there was a misunderstanding between the male and female protagonists in the early stage *The female protagonist focuses on her career in the early stage, while the male protagonist pursues his wife in the crematorium in the later stage. Intention: Live a new life and make a comeback against the wind