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I woke up as the Villainous Empress

"So, you're telling me you don't want to marry me? Didn’t you fight for this?" Crown Prince Zheng Liang was stunned. Yang Ning, the notorious schemer, wanted to call off their engagement? He thought he'd be relieved, but her sudden boldness had him questioning everything. "Your Highness, I don't want to be a sacrificial lamb, thank you very much," Yang Ning retorted with a fake smile, inwardly groaning. ‘Just break it off already!’ Fang Li, once a national treasure as an archery champion, finds her career and life on the brink of ruin after being embroiled in a scandal. But when she wakes up in a novel as Yang Ning—the villainess fated to become the most despised Empress and the fiancée of a Crown Prince who detests her—she’s determined not to follow the script! Armed with wit, humor, and a fierce will to survive, Yang Ning is set on rewriting her destiny. The twist? The Crown Prince, who’s supposed to loathe her, seems far too interested in her now. Can she escape her villainous destiny, or will she get tangled in royal drama and unexpected romance? ## Note: No extended misunderstandings or breakups—there will be some drama, but only to make the romance even better. This is a fun, romantic comedy full of witty banter! Cover: Original cover design by the author – kindly refrain from using without permission. Follow on Instagram: @kamlyn_love Discord Server: https://discord.gg/NTPCE7YZm7

Kamlyn · Fantasie
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Spring Festival Carnival (VII)

Zheng Liang dusted off his hands and meticulously cleaned them with the handkerchief he had on him. He didn't want to come into contact with his wife with hands that had dealt with the man who had disrespected her. Once satisfied, he stood beside Yang Ning, placing a gentle hand on her back and drawing her to his side. 

Standing beside Yang Ning, Zheng Liang fixed a chilling gaze on the man writhing on the ground.  "You should be grateful to your father and elder brother. They're the only reasons you're still breathing, and why this hand of yours is still attached to your body. If not for them, I would have chopped it off by now," he warned with a dark edge to his voice.

The man, face smeared with dirt and stained by tears, managed to lift his head, his voice quivering. "Who... who are you? Why... Why are you doing this to me?" Even as he spoke, there was a palpable hesitance in his words, a clear indication of his fear of invoking further wrath from Zheng Liang.