Yu Tian transmigrates into a book about a struggle for supremacy, taking the place of a cannon-fodder young empress who married the disabled emperor.
On their wedding night, the emperor’s son, the young ruler, storms in with the Imperial Guards, murder in his eyes. The delicate beauty clutches a dagger, while the elder emperor lies on the bed, breathing out more than he breathes in, looking very much on the verge of death.
The young ruler’s eyes turn red: …
Yu Tian: …No, let me explain!
From the start, it’s a disaster. How could she possibly survive?
The next moment, the elder emperor slowly opens his eyes. His dark, inscrutable gaze sweeps over Yu Tian, then suddenly freezes. Blood wells up in his throat and spills out.
Yu Tian: …
Fine. I’ll just lie flat.
Fu Mingli, the young ruler, grew up without his father’s love or his mother’s care, until one day he got a stepmother.
At first:
Young ruler: Be my mother? In your dreams!
Later:
Young ruler: This is actually pretty great.
One night, Yu Tian climbs up to the city tower.
Behind her, the two emperors, frantic with worry, rush over as soon as they hear the news.
The elder emperor’s eyes are bloodshot: “Go ahead. Try jumping!”
The young ruler’s eyes darken: “Mother, are you leaving me?”
Yu Tian: …There’s no need. I just came up to enjoy the moon.
P.S. 1v1, and the son is his biological child!
