After Humiliating My Obsessive Imperial Brother

[Willful Little Princess x Cold, Obsessive Imperial Brother / Fake Incest / Coercive Possession]

Everyone in the palace said that Seventh Prince Zhao Yishen was born under an ill-starred fate. His mother had died young, and the emperor despised him, so everyone who saw him tried to avoid him. Yet Princess Changle, Zhao Wu, kept throwing herself into his path.

Zhao Wu's mother was Consort Shu, the most favored woman in the six palaces. Born bright and proud, Zhao Wu was adored by all.

And yet this haughty little princess would crouch outside his palace gates with osmanthus cakes she had made herself. She would stand up for him when others bullied him, and say sweetly, "Imperial Brother, I like you best of all."

Everything about her was like honey. Zhao Yishen knew it was a trap, but he still leapt into it willingly.

What he did not know was that Zhao Wu's kindness toward him was all an illusion. She had approached him only to avenge her mother, intending to crush him into the mud.

After Zhao Wu framed him again and again, Zhao Yishen was stripped of his title as a prince and thrown into the imperial prison, where he would never see the light of day again.

Zhao Wu stood outside the cell, looking down at him with a bright, smiling face, though her words were venomous. "You didn't really think I respected and loved you as my brother, did you? Zhao Yishen, who do you think you are?"

Later, Zhao Yishen clawed his way back from hell with all his might. Clad in imperial robes, he became the most powerful man in the realm, and someone she could no longer defy.

Only then was Zhao Wu's true parentage revealed. She was nothing but a false phoenix who had usurped another's place, and not of the late emperor's blood at all.

The once-arrogant princess had become a prisoner.

Zhao Yishen fastened shackles around her slender ankles with his own hands. Emotions she couldn't understand roiled in his eyes. "Didn't the princess say she liked me best of all? Then I'll grant your wish and keep you by my side for the rest of your life. How does that sound?"

From then on, he kept her confined in Zichen Hall and took her to his bed day after day.

Amid the warmth of the brocade curtains, Zhao Yishen reached out and brushed her reddened eyes with his fingertips. His voice was low and hoarse. "A Wu, call me Imperial Brother again."

Theme: Love is mutual salvation, and growing together.