The Phoenix Returns to the Ninth Heaven: The Deposed Empress Comes Back with the Moon

Heroine: Shen Qingci

A modern genius relic restorer, calm and clear-eyed, meticulous and exceptionally levelheaded. One day, she transmigrates into a book and becomes the gentle, timid, downtrodden cannon-fodder empress who is eventually deposed and dies a gruesome death.

After transmigrating, she turns completely ruthless, armed with a modern woman's rationality and pride. She believes neither in fate nor in love for the emperor, and only wants to protect herself and turn her life around. The one thing she doesn't know is that she was born to be the fated moon destined to be bound to the emperor for life.

Hero: Xiao Jinyuan

The young emperor of the Dayao Dynasty, patient and ruthless, deeply calculating, and indifferent to women. Born with a solitary, ill-fated destiny that brings calamity to his family and relationships, he was told by the Imperial Astrologer that he would never have an heir and would die alone.

In his past life, his obsession made him lose the woman he loved. After a century of reincarnation, he has waited only for her return. Cold and heartless on the surface, he is obsessively devoted to Shen Qingci alone, willingly surrendering himself to her.

The moment Shen Qingci opens her eyes, she transmigrates into an old-fashioned tragic romance and becomes the discarded empress destined for a miserable end.

Her predecessor was meek and lowly, devoted to Emperor Xiao Jinyuan. In the end, she was deposed, banished to the Cold Palace, and poisoned to death by imperial decree, leaving no remains.

Reborn into a new life, she awakens in a different body.

From then on, there is no weak empress in the palace, only Shen Qingci, clear-eyed and calculating every step.

Everyone fears the emperor's cold-blooded cruelty, but she alone faces him calmly, meeting his every move with cool composure.

Everyone says the empress has fallen out of favor and the emperor despises her.

But no one knows that the cold-hearted emperor comes through the snow in the dead of night, crouches outside her window, and whispers with feverish devotion, “Shen Qingci, the people of this realm and its vast lands are not worth a fraction of your beauty.”

It turns out that through a century of fated reincarnations, the one he has been waiting for was never a glorious empire.

It was her, returning across life and death.