The Black and White Impermanences hooked the wrong soul, and in one moment she transmigrated into a weak empress banished to the Cold Palace, a born victim who'd been bullied her whole life.
A joke! I'm the only one who gets to butcher people. Anyone who wants to butcher me? Let's see if they have what it takes.
Mess with me? I'll show you what it means to wish you were dead.
Want to see who's more cunning? I don't know if you'll live long enough to find out.
Want to compete in power? The Empress Dowager's token hangs at my waist. I'll destroy you.
So what if he's the Emperor? I can still torment him. But why does he always have me completely under his thumb?
He is Xuanyuan Gongche, the youngest and most capable emperor of the Aotian Dynasty. He's devious and cunning, the sort who devours his enemies without spitting out the bones. His coldness and laid-back manner are a disguise that terrifies countless enemies and drives countless women wild.
The empress he'd once disdained has now grown fangs and is snapping at him, more than enough to pique his “interest.”
He teases her, spoils her, and bullies her. As his “interest” gradually becomes strong enough to melt his icy heart, how will this scheming emperor win the bewitching empress?
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Excerpt One:
“Your Majesty, the Empress wants to eat double-dragon fish. She says it's nourishing.”
“Deep-fry it, then ask if she'd prefer something mild.”
“Your Majesty, the Empress wants that painting, Spring Frost and Autumn Moon. She says a fine painting deserves a good fire.”
“Burn it, then ask her how big a fire she wants.”
“Your Majesty, the Empress wants the Boundless Palace and wants its master as her male concubine.”
“The Boundless Palace is fine. A male concubine? She already has me, and she dares look for another man? Castrate that palace master.”
The man standing beside the Emperor promptly foamed at the mouth and fainted. Oh heavens, you can't play with people like this! I haven't even found a wife yet.
Excerpt Two:
“Your Majesty, do you know the difference between you and a cucumber?” Qin Yuxuan asked, plucking at the tiger's whiskers without any clear reason, a knowing smile on her face as her mind ran wild.
“I don't know the difference between me and a cucumber, but I suspect you do, Empress.” Xuanyuan Gongche breathed hotly by Qin Yuxuan's ear, his hands wandering restlessly over her body.
She landed a glorious flying kick below the belt. Fine, he blocked it. She tried another, but he caught both her feet. Then he tossed her onto the bed, and a harmonious scene of spring passion unfolded.
Well, she couldn't beat him at being devious, so she could only resign herself to becoming the Emperor's one and only beloved empress.