Your Majesty, Her Highness Keeps Taking the Blame for You

A modern astronomer goes into the mountains to observe the stars, only to get struck by lightning and wake up in ancient times, inhabiting the body of a woman disguised as a man who works for the Imperial Astronomical Bureau. She thinks she can use her professional advantage to climb to the top, but then she meets a shameless emperor who makes her take the fall and shoulder the blame day and night. “Your Majesty, it’s late. I’ll take my leave.” “No need.” He lifted the covers and bundled her inside until she was wrapped up like a dumpling. “My beloved subject will sleep with me. I should also live up to our ancestors’ spirit of loving the people as their own children.” Ye Yuqing: ??? Sure enough, the next day rumors spread that His Majesty had become so devoted to his work that he was sharing a bed with one of his officials. Meanwhile, everyone also knew that Lord Ye was freeloading on food and drink, and even on the emperor’s bed. Watching it all from the main hall, the chief eunuch muttered under his breath, “Your Majesty, the empress is always taking the blame for you. Doesn’t your conscience hurt?”