The Frail Tyrant Only Wants to Be Remembered for All Time [Book Transmigration]

Sheng Yunjin was sickly from birth. The Empress Dowager helped him ascend the throne as a puppet emperor, and everyone hoped he would die. To intimidate his ministers, he had no choice but to pretend to be mercurial, just to cling to life.

One day, he suddenly woke up and realized he had transmigrated into a book.

In three months, the Chancellor and the Empress Dowager would join forces to poison him to death.

The Chancellor controlled the court, while the Empress Dowager in the inner palace watched him like a hawk, wishing she could eat his flesh and drink his blood.

As a powerless emperor with a frail body, he had no choice but to turn to his old nemesis, Prince Yue Xilou of Beichen.

In the emperor's bedchamber.

Behind beaded curtains and jade screens, Sheng Yunjin wore only a thin robe, his face drawn and weary. The beauty mark at the corner of his eye glowed with alluring heat, and his beauty was peerless. His nemesis pinned him to the throne and kissed him wantonly.

"Your Majesty, does it feel good?"

Later, Sheng Yunjin had the Empress Dowager put to death and the Chancellor's entire family executed. He became an emperor in truth, and Yue Xilou was bound hand and foot and dragged to the imperial bedchamber.

Inside, Sheng Yunjin wore a thin red robe and stood barefoot on Yue Xilou's chest. The ruby anklet on his ankle glittered as he looked down at him and asked, "Want to live?"

"I do."

Sheng Yunjin smiled and ground his foot into Yue Xilou's chest, humiliating him. "Then kneel and beg me."

Yue Xilou gritted his teeth in hatred, but still had to bow his head. "I beg Your Majesty to show mercy."

In the first half of his life, Sheng Yunjin only wanted to live in peace. But fate forced him toward death, making him a stepping stone on the protagonist's path.

He refused.

If Heaven would give him no way to live, he would carve one through mountains of blades and seas of fire.

He would make the whole world prostrate itself at his feet.

In the end, Sheng Yunjin became an emperor for the ages, with countless loyal followers ready to give their lives for him.

The once arrogant and ambitious Prince Yue Xilou of Beichen asked him with reddened eyes, "Your Majesty, don't you want me anymore?"

"Please, Your Majesty, show me some tenderness..."

Reader's Guide:

1. Sheng Yunjin is the shou, and Yue Xilou is the gong.

2. They love and fight each other.

3. The shou is a scheming, sickly beauty who knows how to put on an act and is ruthless and vengeful. He will become an emperor for the ages.

4. This is entirely fictional. The political machinations are trash, and the characters bicker like children. Don't take it seriously. If you do, you lose!

5. Please add it to your collection~

Synopsis written on July 13, 2025, and saved in a Weibo screenshot.

Pre-release: How to Redeem a Sickly Emperor [Selfcest]. Please add it to your collection~

One moment, Xie Hengyu was criticizing the tyrant in his book, thinking a ruthless peony like him was unworthy of being the protagonist, and cursing him out.

The next moment, Xie Hengyu transmigrated into the beauty presented to the tyrant by his ministers, and immediately fell to his knees in terror.

The tyrant sneered. "Drag him out and flay him."

Luckily, the System appeared and saved his life, giving him a chance to reload and try again.

This time, Xie Hengyu knelt properly. The emperor on the throne sneered and pointed at him. "Guards, have him cut into a thousand pieces."

After the nth retry, the emperor finally lost his composure. He said "Very good" several times, then sneered. "Guards, appoint him chief eunuch of my court and have him serve me properly."

After binding himself to a redemption System, Xie Hengyu carefully guarded his life and started building up redemption points. When he finally had enough to bind himself and the tyrant with a life-and-death curse that let them share injuries, Xie Hengyu got carried away.

When the tyrant ordered him to serve tea, he deliberately scalded his fingers.

When the tyrant ordered him to clean the imperial garden, he deliberately sprained his ankle.

When the tyrant ordered him to take a beating, he happily agreed.

Later, everyone in the harem said the tyrant treasured Xie Hengyu in the palm of his hand, making him his darling.

And Xie Hengyu grew more and more brazen.

When the tyrant refused to study, Xie Hengyu picked up a rock and was about to drop it on his own foot.

When the tyrant neglected state affairs, Xie Hengyu turned around and threatened to jump into a river.

When the tyrant wanted to kill someone, Xie Hengyu silently placed a knife against his own neck.

The tyrant couldn't beat, scold, or even reprimand him. The tyrant became a wise ruler, everyone was pleased, and the redemption points soared.

Xie Hengyu was living in comfort, right at home.

Later, he accidentally entered the tyrant's secret chamber and found his diary. Curiosity got the better of him, and he opened it. Then he discovered that the tyrant was actually himself. But that wasn't even the most horrifying part: the tyrant planned to make him empress and lock him away.

Terrified, Xie Hengyu packed his bags and fled in the middle of the night, faking his death.

But less than a month after escaping, he was caught and brought back.

In the imperial bedchamber, curtains billowed. The emperor, dressed in white, idly plucked the strings of a konghou as he watched Xie Hengyu tremble with fear. He chuckled. "I thought you'd run to the ends of the earth. How did you get caught and brought back so quickly, my Hengyu?"

Xie Hengyu was on the verge of tears. "I really don't do selfcest, and I don't like men either. You know that. Let me go."

The emperor chuckled and wrapped his arms around Xie Hengyu from behind, gently biting his ear as he murmured, "Liar. You love me, just as I love you. Hengyu, bad boy, you can't say one thing and mean another without being punished."

Now that you've come back, don't even think of leaving again.

The emperor believed in neither fate nor the world, nor anyone else. He believed only in Xie Hengyu.

Theme: Be remembered throughout history and leave a lasting legacy.