The Emperor and the Imperial Sister

Emperor Pei Heng was crippled in his youth and exiled to the frontier with his mother's family, enduring great suffering. His trusted followers were all gone, with only his maid, Yue Zhi, by his side, never leaving him.

After ten years of bitter cold on the frontier, Pei Heng returned to the capital and ascended the throne. He crowned Yue Zhi as a princess and bestowed upon her a princess's mansion.

Yue Zhi had been suffering from a chronic illness due to years of overwork and was now weak and blind. Pei Heng only hoped she would have a peaceful life free from worry for the rest of her days. But when he saw her smiling and gently stroking the young imperial physician’s face, he was filled with rage and resentment, crushing his jade thumb ring, almost losing his composure.

On countless stormy nights, her warmth belonged only to him. That night, Pei Heng had a wild dream. The dream's intoxicating pleasures gnawed at his bones, consumed his soul, and brought him overwhelming ecstasy. It was chaotic and earth-shattering. He woke up covered in sweat, with the beauty still before his eyes…

To quell the unbearable thoughts, he chose a consort for Yue Zhi. He endured and endured, but ultimately couldn't resist his longing and wanted to see her one last time before her wedding. Just a glance, and his beloved Imperial Sister turned back to look at him, her clear eyes smiling sweetly, asking, “Is the person here the consort?”

Pei Heng was instantly choked with emotion, his eyes burning, and replied, “Yes.” He held her frail, soft body and kissed her piously, completely falling into an irreversible obsession.

After Yue Zhi’s wedding, she often felt something strange. The new emperor, who had personally chosen her consort, did not want the consort to accompany her to the palace. The new emperor, who had always disdained romantic relationships, actually inquired about her private matters with the consort. She and her consort were deeply in love with no distance between them, yet after she became pregnant, the consort mysteriously disappeared.

Yue Zhi couldn't understand what had gone wrong. Until the new emperor specially decreed her to enter the palace to recuperate and, in private, held her hand, saying, “Imperial Sister, don't be sad. You still have me, your Emperor. I will treat this child as my own.” That pair of calloused hands had ignited a scorching heat on her skin countless times… She couldn't possibly be mistaken.

A gentle and sickly beauty × A dark, possessive young emperor.

1. Both characters are pure, the female lead is six years older than the male lead, and they have no blood relation.

2. Emotional focus, dramatic, plot serves the emotions. Contains elements like substitutes, falling in love after intimacy (female lead), cunning acquisition, and a chase to win back a spouse, but overall it's sweet.

3. Neither the male nor female lead has a perfect character. You can comment on the characters, but please don't scold the author.

4. This synopsis was saved on 2025.7.16.

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A pure and passionate orphaned girl × A paternal, compassionate, and abstinent emperor.

Everyone says the new emperor is merciful and benevolent. Although he has no children of his own, he has adopted several orphaned children into the palace, treating all the people of the world as his own. Yun Xiaoyu, however, knows that he cannot forget his deceased wife and stillborn child, which is why he adopts orphans to ease his grief.

She has no right to comment on his past. She is just the most unremarkable of Chu Huaijin’s adopted children. Others laugh at her for being stupid and foolish, unable to win her father's favor, but they don't know that she secretly gazes upon his celestial visage every night, having already kissed his cold, thin lips to a cherry red in private. She was never the hawk or dog Chu Huaijin wanted. She only wanted to kneel at his feet, kiss him devoutly, and make him cry.

Chu Huaijin finds it difficult to get through his days, missing his deceased wife. Fortunately, the adopted daughter he took in is innocent and lovely, providing him with much comfort. That night, he got drunk and mistook his adopted daughter for his deceased wife, pulling her into his arms. She, however, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him until he lost all sense. Chu Huaijin punished her and hit her. When he saw her look up, her clear eyes still held a shocking ardor and no sign of repentance. He married her off to a distant land for a moment of peace.

Who would have thought that in the lonely nights that followed, the figure of his deceased wife would no longer appear, and his beautiful dreams and nightmares would all be filled with that rebellious little girl…

Later, he learned the truth: his deceased wife faked her death and eloped with a lover, and even the child was alive and not his… All his past deep affection was false. Amidst all his grief, he saw Yun Xiaoyu walking side-by-side with her new husband, delicate, beautiful, and smiling. Her gaze fell on him, lingering and bold, making him angry yet also excited. —She still wanted to ruin him. It was fine; he didn't want to suffer any longer.

That night, he summoned her to his bedchamber. “I am willing to be this sinner…” She said nothing, only kissing and loving him, swallowing his arrogance and fragility, returning his sweet, burning honey, filling his decade of emptiness.