Could the honest emperor be any more respectable? × Everyone’s great, I love them all
[Blurb]
I consider myself a perfectly upright and proper wise ruler. The entire court couldn’t find a single fault with me. Wherever I go, I have noble people ready to help, and they safely put me on the throne for more than three years.
Until a bolt of lightning struck me.
When I opened my eyes, I was in the arms of the Imperial Preceptor who helped me ascend the throne. I was about to thank him when, the next moment, I heard the thoughts of the entire court.
[Why didn’t the lightning kill this foolish ruler?]
[That damned tyrant sure is lucky to survive, ]
[What an idiot. Why support this hopeless fool?]
A flood of resentment poured in. In a daze, I pieced together what they meant. Apparently, in the eyes of the world, I was nothing short of a tyrant?
I lowered my eyes innocently. That couldn’t be right. I was clearly a wise ruler!
I hooked my finger in the Imperial Preceptor’s lapel and asked pitifully, “Imperial Preceptor, am I a wise ruler?”
He supported my waist, his voice warm and calm. “Your Majesty, of course you are.”
But I heard him gleefully think, [Taotao hugged me! His waist is so soft... I raised this precious boy from childhood. Even if he’s stupid, he’s mine.]
I was speechless.
I turned to the young general who had rendered great service on my behalf. “My dear subject, do you think so too?”
He stared at me darkly. “Of course.”
I heard him cursing in his thoughts. [As if! Taotao is so stupid. That scoundrel took advantage of him, and he didn’t even notice.]
Fine. I’d ask someone else.
I raised my eyes and saw that my uncle, the Regent who had supported my ascension, was standing beside me too. He looked down at me, his gaze cold.
[How I want to kill everyone else. Don’t look at them. I’m the only one who truly cares about you.]
Only then did I realize I was surrounded by wolves and tigers. These noble people who had helped me all had ulterior motives. They were watching me with covetous eyes, harboring ill intentions.
I smiled. So that was why they wouldn’t let me open a harem.
I tilted my head, the corners of my eyes reddening. “Imperial Preceptor, would you come to my bed tonight so we can discuss state affairs?”
I heard the other men erupt in an uproar.
If they wouldn’t let me open a harem, then I’d have every one of them offer themselves to me!
#A tyrant heroine hears the lewd thoughts of the people around her. The male leads include a lofty beauty brought down from his pedestal, a young bickering sweetheart, and a gloomy ghost who covets her. The heroine really is a tyrant, bad and completely unaware of it.
#First idea: 2025.9.14. Revised idea for the second time: 2026.3.7, screenshot saved. Complete, retitled June Snow.
Theme: Strive to improve
