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
Was It All Just a Dream?
It was complete darkness.
Fang Li floated in the void, her mind drifting without thought or direction. Time felt meaningless. There was no sound, no sensation—only the distant, rhythmic beeping that gradually broke through the silence, pulling her back. Slowly, she began to stir, her eyelids fluttering as a blinding light pierced through the fog.
Her body felt heavy, disconnected from her mind. The harsh scent of disinfectant filled her nose, and the coolness of the air settled over her. She blinked again, squinting at the sterile white ceiling above her. 'Where am I?'
Her hand moved instinctively to her abdomen, but there was nothing. The feeling that had once reassured her—that small, growing life—was gone. The absence hit her like a tidal wave, and panic rose in her chest. 'The baby…'