The Farmer's Daughter Queen Loves to Climb Walls

Yan Mingyue figured she must have been stupid enough to die. Not only had her identity as the eldest legitimate daughter of a marquis’s household been stolen from her, she had met a tragic end, while everyone took the side of the person who started it all.

Her fiancé held the sweet and delicate Xixi in his arms and said, “This wasn’t your fault, Xixi. That wicked woman tried to frame you, but ended up costing herself her life. Don’t feel guilty.”

Her aunt comforted Xixi. “In our hearts, you’re the only niece we consider family. So what if she shares our blood?”

The onlookers chimed in, “A peasant girl is still a peasant girl, an uncouth nobody. Even if she changes her identity, she can’t change the baseness in her bones.”

The only ones who grieved for her were the family she had raised alongside: her adoptive parents, who made their living by digging in the dirt, and her younger adoptive brother.

Hate, hate, hate! When she returned to a time before she had ever gone back to the marquis’s residence, she looked at their bare home, her loving adoptive parents, and her innocent little brother, and smiled.

Whoever wanted to be a noble family’s daughter could have the job. All she wanted in this life was to be close to her family. She would never set foot in that marquis’s household again.

She made soy sauce, crafted soap, and put down rebellions. One peasant girl would turn the world upside down.

She hadn’t wanted anything to do with the imperial family, but somehow a certain man wouldn’t leave her alone.

Yan Mingyue paled. “Wait, weren’t you a dissolute prince in your previous life? How did you become the emperor in this one?”

The devilishly handsome man smiled. “My dear, you said you’d only marry the best man. To be worthy of you, I had no choice but to take the throne.”

Scene One:

Everyone knew that the emperor of the Jin Dynasty hated selecting consorts, while Empress Yan Mingyue loved it.

Yan Mingyue said, “This one is gentle and sweet. Keep her! This one is lively and charming. Keep her! This one is pure and lovely. Keep her!” There were so many beauties, she could hardly take them all in.

The emperor glared at the beauties of every shape and size, each one winking at the empress. He fought the urge to kick them out of the palace. Damn it, so many rivals in love! What was he supposed to do when his wife spent all day trying to climb over other people’s walls?

Scene Two:

In other kingdoms, people bet every day on which consort’s name the emperor would draw. In Jin, they bet on whose wall the empress would climb today.

A: It has to be the eldest princess! She and Her Majesty have known each other since they were nobodies and are closer than anyone. How could those other little temptresses compare?

B: It’s definitely the prime minister’s wife! She and Her Majesty have weathered hardships and faced death together. That’s true love!

C: You’re all out of date. Her Majesty is clearly most fond of the general’s daughter now. She lashes out with her whip for her beloved and beats the Marquis of Pingnan to a pulp.

A certain man whom everyone had overlooked said darkly, “I bet a thousand taels that the empress will climb over the emperor’s wall today!”

He swept out, grabbed the wall-climbing empress, and locked them both in a dark room for three days, all in one smooth motion.

The empress clutched her aching waist, close to tears.

Yan Mingyue: Who says a peasant girl can’t become an empress? I was forced into it, forced!

A devoted one-on-one romance, with a strong heroine and a scheming hero. Heartwarming and angst-free.