The Empress Is Dignified Yet Loves to Flirt

[The cool and dignified Empress vs. the gentle, seemingly poor Left Chancellor]

She was a cool, domineering genius heiress from a wealthy family.

Then, without warning, she transmigrated into a book as a young empress, and the ministers all bullied her.

If the Left Chancellor, a peach-faced genius, hadn't arrived in time to save her, she would have been poisoned to death on her very first day.

Fortunately, there was still time to turn things around.

Once the otherworldly treasures in her possession were unlocked,

spatial powers, divine beasts, martial arts manuals, and medical tomes became part of her daily life.

In no time, she had mastered peerless martial arts and medicine.

Then she set about reforming the court and enriching the people and strengthening the nation, while also serving up some face-slapping for the scheming women and putting the scoundrels in their place.

She had already given her heart to someone and had always been repaying his kindness with her own life.

But handsome men kept gathering around her, making a certain someone jealous time and again.

He kept complaining to his subordinates:

“Why has that taciturn, cold-faced general suddenly become so talkative?”

“Why has that wickedly charming, dissolute foreign crown prince suddenly started keeping himself chaste?”

“And why isn't that foolish prince foolish anymore?”

Bonus scene:

In the sweltering heat, her right arm was injured, leaving her unable to move it.

She hated being seen naked, so she had no choice but to ask him for help.

“What are you standing there for? Come help me undress.”

“Your Majesty, you're injured. You shouldn't bathe.” His face was so red it looked as if blood might drip from it.

“As long as my arm stays out of the water, it's fine. Why make such a fuss over a bath? Keep it up, and I'll have you share my bed tonight. Come here.”

“Yes.” He slowly approached her.

Seeing how terribly shy he was, she wrapped her arms around his slender waist and went for his thin lips.

After the kiss, she found herself wondering if he was the one who seemed like a little wolf cub, and a lecherous one at that.