After Becoming Queen, the Tyrannical Prince Forces Me to Marry Again

When she met Mo Ranchen again, she was already married to the emperor. On her wedding night, he barged into her chambers and humiliated her. He gripped her chin, his voice hoarse. “Ruan Qingyin, does my imperial nephew know you're a woman I've already grown tired of playing with?” Her heart ached, but with her family's vengeance to bear, she couldn't reveal the truth. “What a coincidence. I got tired of you first.” Everyone said the regent, who could single-handedly topple the court, despised the empress on the throne and was just waiting for the day he could drag her down and make her his slave. They all waited to see the young empress make a fool of herself. But as they waited, all they saw was Mo Ranchen constantly at her side, standing up for her time and again, helping her deal with scoundrels, and repeatedly bringing her a stunning peach blossom. Then one day, someone saw the regent kneeling outside the young empress's palace, his voice hoarse and pleading. “Ruanruan, you're my life.”