Xuanhuan: The Empress and I Swapped Bodies - Chapter 1

The Celestial Universe – Divine Dragon World, Imperial Capital, Divine Dragon Heavenly Palace

Beside the Divine Dragon Empress, a new Qǐjū Láng (Court Diarist) suddenly appeared to record her daily life and routines.

Normally, the addition of such a minor official in the Heavenly Palace would have gone unnoticed.

But this time, the diarist tasked with documenting the Empress’s daily activities… was a man.

To everyone, this was nothing short of scandalous.

Since her ascension, the Divine Dragon Empress had devoted herself entirely to governance and cultivation, showing no interest in romantic affairs.

The Divine Dragon Heavenly Palace was predominantly staffed by female officials—especially around the Empress herself. Not a single man was permitted near her, not even eunuchs.

Yet now, the Qǐjū Láng was not only male but fully intact. This inevitably sparked wild speculation.

However, the Divine Dragon Empress was a supreme Immortal King, ruling over endless lands. Even if some found her actions unusual, none dared voice their doubts.

A Month Later

The palace was rocked by yet another unbelievable event:

The Qǐjū Láng was no longer just recording the Empress’s daily life—she had begun consulting him on state affairs!

Many political matters were now discussed with him, leaving her personal maids wide-eyed in disbelief.

“What is Her Majesty planning? Is she taking him as a… consort?”

“Impossible! Aside from his outrageously handsome face, he’s completely ordinary—no cultivation, no status. How could he be worthy of Her Majesty?”

“Her Majesty’s intentions are beyond us. But this must never leak out, or it will cause chaos!”

As the Empress’s most trusted attendants, they would never betray her confidence. Yet privately, they hoped she wouldn’t grow infatuated with this unremarkable man.

If the Empress were to choose a partner, it should be a peerless genius, a supreme powerhouse—not some average mortal.

After all, the Empress herself was barely in her twenties.

…

As if responding to their concerns, after two months of political involvement, the Empress suddenly reassigned the Qǐjū Láng to the deserted Royal Treasury.

But on the day he entered, the Empress remained inside until midnight, fueling rumors of the unthinkable.

“You’ve served by my side for three months. With your photographic memory, you must have mastered my habits and routines by now.”

“This humble servant wouldn’t dare presume!”

Though Ye Wushuang had suspected the Empress had ulterior motives, her next words still stunned him:

“Then I assign you a task.”

“I must cultivate the supreme Ancestral Dragon Scripture and cannot be disturbed. So, we shall swap bodies.”

“You will inhabit my body and rule in my stead, while I use your body to focus on cultivation.”

“Unless it’s a matter of life and death, do not interrupt me.”

“And until the technique is mastered, we cannot switch back.”

Ye Wushuang’s mind blanked.

Swap bodies?! I’ll become a woman?!

“B-But Your Majesty, I’m a man! This is… inappropriate!”

“If I say it’s appropriate, then it is.”

“The Divine Dragon Imperial Seal has chosen you. Resistance is futile.”

“That’s not what I meant! I’m male, you’re female—the differences—”

“Enough. This is an imperial decree.”

Her tone brooked no argument. Even Ye Wushuang, a modern man from the 21st century, felt the weight of her authority.

Softening slightly, she added:

“Don’t worry about governance—the Divine Dragon Council will handle most affairs.”

“While in my body, you may study any imperial technique. Consider this… an opportunity.”

With that, she left him standing there, utterly bewildered.

…

“Other transmigrators get cheat abilities and dominate the world. Why is my luck so… bizarre?!”

Ye Wushuang was a transmigrator—a 21st-century man who died from overwork and woke up in this vast, cultivation-driven world.

Here, mountains could be lifted, stars could be chased—but he was just an ordinary mortal, weaker than a commoner.

When the Empress found him, she simply said:

“So you’re the fated one? Not bad-looking.”

Then she made him her personal diarist, observing her every move—even her baths.

Later, she involved him in politics, where his modern knowledge surprisingly proved useful.

Over three months, he developed photographic memory, rapid comprehension, and sharp insight—earning her frequent rewards.

But now…

He was going to become her.

“My reputation… is ruined.”