The Tyrant's Beloved Empress [Rebirth]

[Pretty airhead little brother vs. severely restrained, possessive, obsessive adopted older brother, age gap.] For a full month, Pei Xu hadn’t returned home. As he left work, he was cornered in the parking lot. Qiao Nan blocked the car door, seething: "Why haven’t you come home? Are you seeing someone behind my back?" Pei Xu looked into his clear, pretty eyes and restrainedly kept a safe distance. "There is someone I like." "Very beautiful, a bit spoiled, but adorable. I haven’t won them over yet." Qiao Nan turned green with envy—how could anyone refuse his brother? Were they blind?! Later, when Pei Xu dragged him out of the classroom, pinned him against a wall, and kissed him senseless—he finally realized the truth. *He* was the blind one. Pei Xu was a beast in gentleman’s clothing. *Hah!* —— Pei Xu first noticed his feelings shifting the night of Qiao Nan’s graduation party. Drunk after losing a bet, Qiao Nan sat on his lap and kissed him. The next morning, Qiao Nan woke up with no memory. But Pei Xu was consumed by that kiss, slipping deeper into dangerous thoughts. *He wanted to kiss him. Claim him.* Countless unspeakable desires rose and were suppressed. Pei Xu moved out of the Qiao household. When Qiao Nan clung to him, whining for answers, Pei Xu stayed silent, his gaze dark— If Qiao Nan knew about the photo albums stacked in his study, filled with nothing but pictures of *him*... would he still dare to act so spoiled? He’d probably run away in panic. So Pei Xu could never tell him.

In the 23rd year of the Longfeng reign, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace had been deposed for five years. Once a figure of otherworldly grace, he was banished to the imperial mausoleum, crushed under endless humiliation. That same year, the Emperor, blinded by the pursuit of immortality, let the West Bureau eunuchs seize power. At the helm was Xue Shu, the Chief Eunuch of the West Bureau-a man whose influence eclipsed the court, silencing opposition with a single wave of his hand.Even the throne itself danced to his tune. Princes grovelled and schemed, desperate to curry favor, hoping he would elevate them to the imperial seat. But no one could’ve guessed that Xue Shu would one day retrieve the deposed Crown Prince from exile and personally help him ascend to the throne.The once untouchable, iron-fisted eunuch, who held the empire in his grasp, willingly knelt at the feet of the resplendent new Emperor, offering himself as nothing more than a footstool.On the eve of the enthronement ceremony, Yin Chengyu bathed and burned incense. The infamous Nine Thousand Years (Jiuqian Sui) cradled the imperial robes in his arms, personally dressing the future Emperor.In the full-length bronze mirror, the scarlet-robed Chief Eunuch of the West Bureau wrapped his arms around the Emperor-to-be, lowering his head to breathe in his scent, his voice a husky whisper laced with a mocking smile: “Your Majesty has finally achieved your ambitions. Might you grant me the chance to fulfill mine?”But it was all a dream.Yin Chengyu woke, yanked from the memories of his past life. It was the 17th year of Longfeng. He was still the noble and untouchable Crown Prince. His mother’s family had yet to be slaughtered, and he hadn’t been confined to the mausoleum, isolated and helpless. There was still a chance to change his fate-by roping in that scheming eunuch and wagering everything on one final, desperate gamble.Then he met Xue Shu again.

(1) Waking up, weapons R&D engineer Ruan Shiqing found himself a wanderer on a garbage planet. Starting with one kid, all equipment scavenged. Ruan Shiqing: "...Fine." Raising a kid isn’t easy, so Ruan Shiqing returned to his old trade, diving into the noble cause of recycling trash and turning waste into treasure. (2) On the garbage planet B3024, a tucked-away repair shop gained interstellar fame. Rumor had it that as long as the price was right, the owner could forge any weapon. From a penniless time traveler struggling to feed himself and five kids, Ruan Shiqing skyrocketed to the top of the interstellar black market’s rich list. He packed his bags, tucked the little ones into the spacecraft, and prepared to show them the capital planet. But as soon as they left the port, seeing wanted posters everywhere, Ruan Shiqing’s head slowly sprouted a question mark: ? Why did the five interstellar pirates on the posters look just like the kids in his arms? ...Things were getting weird. —————————— On the eve of his coronation, Rong Heng was ambushed. His aircraft crashed on an unnamed planet, leaving him mortally wounded and regressed to his most humiliating form—childhood. The juvenile form of the Youmír race: white fur, brown eyes, undeveloped horns, weak as a puppy. In the depths of despair, a pair of hands lifted him from the filthy trash heap, a soft voice cooing, "Whose puppy is this? If no one wants you, you’re coming home with me." If Rong Heng could move, he’d have bitten the wrist hard, declaring that the Youmír were the most ancient and noble race in the galaxy. SCREW YOU, PUPPY!!! But later, even as the emperor, he willingly stayed by the man’s side in his weakest form, pretending to be a frail child just to monopolize his affection. [Bonus Scene] When the second child appeared in the household, Rong Heng was against it. Ruan Shiqing patted the fluffy little head and said, "He’s here to join us, not to break us apart." Later, he brought home a third child, adding, "Even with them, you’re still my favorite." Then came the fourth, fifth child... Rong Heng: Hah. A man’s words are a devil’s lies :) [CP: Fluff-loving, fairness-obsessed bottom × Jealous,hot-tempered, attention-craving bratty top. The top wears two faces—tea art level: professional 8.] ★Guidelines★ 1. 1V1, CP fixed. Only the gong is a real partner; the rest are just kids. 2. Fairytale-style fluff. Raising kids = pure joy. 3. Sci-fi setting, heavy liberties taken. Don’t overthink it.

The unfavored legitimate son of the Duke's mansion, Ye Yunting, is married off to Prince Yong'an, Li Fengqi, by a royal decree. Prince Yong'an, who guards the northern frontier and has slain countless enemies, is the undisputed war god of Beizhao. However, when Ye Yunting marries him, the war god is already severely poisoned, his meridians shattered, clinging to life in bed. Ye Yunting, with a heart turned to ashes, marries him and, fearing the war god's fearsome reputation, hides in his courtyard, merely surviving. Not long after, he mistakenly drinks the poisoned soup intended for Prince Yong'an and meets his end. Before his death, the supposedly dying Prince Yong'an kneels by his bed, holding his hand and solemnly promising: "You lost your life because of me. From now on, I will do everything in my power to protect your family. Go in peace." Later, when Prince Yong'an ascends the throne, he fulfills his promise, protecting Ye Yunting's only family. Reborn, Ye Yunting still cannot escape the fate of being married off to Prince Yong'an as a ceremonial bride. But this time, he decides to take good care of this dying man, repaying the kindness from his past life. Unexpectedly, after the man detoxifies, he eagerly claims Ye Yunting as his own. Held tightly in the man's arms, Ye Yunting is reassured: "Stay with me in peace. From now on, I will protect you."