His Majesty Keeps Fighting for Everything

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Nan Qijia was a noble daughter from a military family in the Great Su Kingdom. Quirky, lively, and kindhearted, she once gave her whole heart to Yin Zhao, a hostage prince from an enemy kingdom who studied at her family's estate when they were young. The two spent moonlit nights together, making solemn promises.

But only a few months after Yin Zhao returned to his kingdom, she was forced to don a wedding dress and become the Prince of Xian's secondary consort. Yin Zhao, too, sought to marry a princess.

From then on, they were married to other people and had nothing to do with each other.

2.

Then, overnight, everything changed.

The whole Su Kingdom was abuzz with rumors that the Emperor of Yu, Yin Zhao, had gone mad. He had deposed the empress, killed envoys, and led troops to attack the Su Kingdom.

As the two armies clashed amid flashing blades, Yin Zhao was about to kill the Prince of Xian when Nan Qijia plunged a knife into his chest.

She fell to her knees before him, tears streaming down her face, and said, “Yu is powerful, and Su is weak. Please, Your Majesty, for the sake of our childhood bond, spare my husband!”

“Your husband?” Yin Zhao sneered. “I'm right here. Which husband are you trying to save?”

He clutched his bleeding wound and said coldly, “Nan Qijia, you have no right to bargain with me.”

Then, before everyone's eyes, he snatched her away and placed Yu's phoenix crown on her head.

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Yin Zhao swore he would hurt Nan Qijia deeply and leave her to languish, so she would learn the miserable price of betraying him. But Nan Qijia was still doing everything she could to escape back to Su, and once again he found himself hopelessly entangled with her.

Yin Zhao couldn't help reflecting that he had thought her pure-hearted, never expecting her to be so skilled at seduction, as if even her breathing lured him into surrender.

Everyone said Yin Zhao had cut himself off from love.

Only Nan Qijia knew how clingy her cold and unfeeling second husband really was.

Red candles flickered all night as Yin Zhao savored every moment.

“Jiaojiao, let's have a child.”

“Jiaojiao, how could you get pregnant from just one time?”

(Both leads are virgins, forced possession, marriage before love, old-school melodrama, angst.)

[Coming Soon] Next story: The Eldest Imperial Sister

[Younger Man x Pseudo-Siblings x Comedic Court Politics]

[Gentle, Powerful National Treasure of a Kindergarten Teacher x Brooding, Unhinged Emperor Who Wants to Sell His Brother-in-Law Every Day]

“Have you heard? The Princess Lizheng's child is looking more and more like His Majesty!”

“An uncle and nephew can look alike. What's so strange about that?”

“Are you out of your mind? His Majesty and the princess aren't even siblings by blood!”

Li Yuan prided herself on understanding her adopted younger brother inside and out.

But as he grew up, he became more and more deranged, and things developed in a direction she could no longer control.

On her wedding night, Li Yuan sat quietly at the edge of the bed, waiting in vain for her husband.

A slender, bony hand reached beneath her veil.

The face that came into view was more familiar than any other.

“Elder Sister...” Li Hao's fingertip brushed against her lips, smearing her red lipstick.

Li Yuan's scalp prickled, and she sprang to her feet.

“Are you crazy?! I'm your elder sister!”

“I know...”

Li Hao drew her into his arms and whispered with a smile in her ear:

“But, Elder Sister, your husband can't do it. I can...”

From then on, Li Yuan dealt with her younger brother strictly as a matter of official business. She avoided him whenever she could and never met him in private except for work.

But then the young emperor, who had never cared about gossip, suddenly summoned her to the palace.

The bedchamber was a mess, with shards of porcelain scattered everywhere.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if he were about to devour her, yet he still smiled as he asked,

“Elder Sister, why didn't you bring the child to the palace so I could see?”

Li Yuan transmigrated into the body of Princess Nan'an and was dealt a disastrous hand from the start:

Her predecessor's father had helped the founding emperor seize the throne, so the old emperor had granted her the royal surname, bestowed on her the title of Princess Lizheng, treated her as his own daughter, and raised her by his side.

But it didn't last. The old emperor died, leaving her with a fledgling dynasty that was both poor and imperiled, a group of founding ministers with their own agendas, and a young man who pretended to be cold and aloof.

If she couldn't escape and couldn't run, she might as well join in.

Three years later, the infamy of the Princess of An and the young emperor had spread across the land, and the people called them the “Doomed Siblings.”

And here were the three treacherous officials chosen by the siblings:

The top scorer: a poser. The third-place winner: a fool. The second-place winner: a scoundrel.

They had every kind of weirdo you could imagine.

Yet somehow, this ragtag bunch managed to breathe life into the crumbling Nan'an Kingdom. Can you believe it?

1. Ensemble cast, incredibly exciting.

2. Pseudo-siblings.

Theme: Cherish the nation and love all its people. The male and female leads grow together.