When Su Chang’an found out that he had become the Number One Beauty of the Great Xia Dynasty, the Most Respected Woman, the Top Talented Lady, and the Most Beautiful and Virtuous Empress in the World…

He squatted in the corner, biting his pen, and after thinking for a long time, he finally wrote a love letter to his wife—the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty.

That night, the Empress looked at Su Chang’an and said, “I know you’re a man, but does that stop you from being my Empress? Does that stop you from wearing women’s clothing?”

At that moment, Su Chang’an felt like he had married a total pe*vert.

In times of peril, the overlooked Ninth Prince, Qin Wudao, steps up to hold the collapsing empire together, commands the six armies, carries out the sealing ceremony, and establishes an era of abundant prosperity.

"Ding, congratulations, the check-in system is now in place!"

Once awakened, the world becomes aware, who does not recognize this sov

Year 312 of the Great Yu Dynasty.

The Demonic Sect rose in revolt, the Eastern Bureau was annihilated, the Lin faction collapsed.

That year, chaos swept the land—

The martial world surged with danger, and the dynasty teetered on the brink.

At the heart of it all—

Was the mysterious death of the Demonic Sect’s Saintess.

“This case is closed. You’re no longer a suspect.”

After yet another round of questioning, Chen Yi returned home and opened the door.

The Saintess of the Demonic Sect—who should’ve been dead—

Was curled up on his bed, trembling.

“Master…”

She called out to Chen Yi.

Once his mortal enemy in a past life,

Now—his concubine in this one.

…………………

The Empress Dowager, ruling from behind the throne.

The pure and untainted Saintess of the Demonic Sect.

The one-armed swordmaster ranked ninth in the world.

The divine woman of Mount Taihua who had cast off all emotion.

The chivalrous, tender-hearted master of the Spring-Autumn Sword Sect…

They were all surrounded by bloodshed and schemes.

They were all once his enemies.

All of them had once wanted him dead.

So now—

They’ve all been brought to their knees,

Swallowing their pride and bearing their shame.

Wright von Ys regains memories of his past life—turns out, he’s been transmigrated into a data-driven game world called The Rise of the Empress. Even worse? The six imperial princesses—each with terrifying power and prestige—are now his classmates.

【The First Princess】: a peerless warrior with dragon blood

【The Second Princess】: a machine-mind queen in tune with AI spirits

【The Third Princess】: an elemental master, unrivaled in magic

【The Fourth Princess】: a high druid, child of the forest

【The Fifth Princess】: the saintess of the empire, blessed by holy light

【The Sixth Princess】: a heretical void witch with demonic power

In the future, these six princesses will plunge the empire into a massive succession war that shakes the world.

Wright’s mission? Survive over 8,000 deadly routes, overcome endless obstacles, and choose one princess to marry. He must assist her in defeating the others and ascending the throne—only then will he become the empire’s co-ruler.

But Wright has other plans:

“Too hard. I quit. Whoever wants to marry a princess, go ahead—just not me. As for being a prince consort? No thanks!”

Too bad the world disagrees. He doesn’t want to marry any of the princesses…

But the princesses?

They all want to marry him.

[Traditional Xuanhuan + No System + Decisive Killing + Powerful Background + Exceptional Talent + Heavenly Genius Competition]

Lin Yuan transmigrated, becoming the sect's senior disciple with astonishing talent. But this was merely his surface identity. His true identity was that of a scion from an Upper Realm Supreme Imperial Clan, undertaking trials in this lower realm.

Then, on his wedding day, the female lead treated Lin Yuan as nothing more than a simp, her true aim being to force her genuinely beloved man to reveal himself...

At this critical moment, a mysterious Dao Protector appeared, helping Lin Yuan escape his predicament. Afterward, he recovered his original Supreme Physique, crushing all experts in the lower realm.

Returning to the Upper Realm, he will sweep aside all contemporary Heavenly Geniuses across the world...

After traveling through time and space to become the 28th daughter of Big Mom, Li Yisi thought her life would end with a minor role except for her pretty face that didn't match the style.

Unexpectedly, she was lucky enough to awaken the Type-Moon system. As long as she had the Saint Crystal, she could summon the Heroic Warriors whose style didn't belong to this world!

When Li Yisi thought of the strength of the Heroic Spirit, she seemed to see the title of invincible waving to herself.

However, in order to get the Saint Crystal, she must first complete the tasks assigned by the system. As a lolita who is not yet an adult in the literal sense, Big Mom does not allow her to leave the Kingdom.

...

In the quiet morning, Li Yisi stared at Katakuri who ate the donuts that she and Medea devotedly dedicated, with sharp eyes.

Another day of trying to run away from home.

(It is a fiction about the daily life in the ancient market, no system, historical farming literature, and a son-in-law.)

The setting of this article is similar to the Song Dynasty, which emphasized culture over military affairs, ruled by both rites and laws, was in a difficult internal situation, and was surrounded by external enemies.

The etiquette system of the Wei Dynasty stated that officials who violated etiquette would be dismissed from office, royal family members who violated etiquette would be imprisoned for life, and sons-in-law and men from other families were not allowed to serve in the government.

One day, Su Mu traveled to the Wei Dynasty and became a son-in-law of a merchant family. He discovered that he was actually the lowest class of people, and his status was only slightly better than that of a house slave.

Should I run away, stay, or accept it all?

After some struggle, he gradually realized that his father-in-law and wife had never treated him badly, and he gradually accepted the identity of a son-in-law.

As he got to know this merchant family better, Su Mu discovered that his wife was the illegitimate daughter of the Emperor of Wei, who had no children.

Just look at a little playboy son-in-law, how he holds the power of the world when he is awake, and sleeps on the lap of a beauty when he is drunk.

"Young Master Changying, go to the border immediately and guard the Great Wall. If you are not summoned, you are not allowed to return to Xianyang for the rest of your life!"

An imperial decree sent Ying Changying to the border and he was not allowed to return to Beijing until his death!

He thought he would die on the battlefield a few years later, but he unexpectedly awakened the [National Defense System].

"Guard the Great Wall for one year and be rewarded with the Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Power!"

"Guard the Great Wall for three years and be rewarded with the Dragon Gallbladder Bright Silver Spear. With Changying in hand, dare to bind the blue dragon!"

"Guard the Great Wall for five years and be rewarded with the Beiwei Army and Wu Mu's posthumous letter!"

...

Eighteen years later, the First Emperor died, the world was divided into four parts, and the nine states jointly attacked the Qin Dynasty!

Just when the princes from all walks of life broke through Xianyang and the building was about to collapse, a silver spear appeared out of nowhere, and the world changed color!

All the luck was used to meet them.

Then Su Yuchen gradually discovered.

The senior sisters all hid another side unknown to others, and most importantly—they were not human!

But that’s okay.

When misfortune is covered by fortune— they all become my wings.

A beauty with the face of an Arctic fox, with her two blades, Xiudong (Winter Embroidery) and Chunlei (Spring Thunder), strives to be number one under the heavens.

An ancient prisoner at the bottom of the lake, loves to eat meat.

An old servant with missing front teeth, on his back a box of swords.

A youthful sect elder riding a mythical Si (Elasmotherium), dares not go down the mountain.

A not-too-cold-hearted assassin maiden riding a panda, a sunflower slung over her shoulder.

In this Jianghu, where traveling nobles care more about fashion, wandering heroines care more about popularity, and sects care more about currying favor with the imperial court.

Our main character, with blade in hand, got this Jianghu and made utter mincemeat.