Tyramisu

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had.

But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. 

There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era.

With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it.

But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him?

A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die.

= a few months later = 

A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you.

A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou

*NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation
**Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate.

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The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

ASTRID almost received a whiplash upon seeing the face of the duke. Because he was unsure how to react, he wasn't able to look away as quickly. Now he couldn't even pretend he didn't see anything. His reaction made it quite obvious that he had seen the other, after all.

If the duke had a high-level physique, which he most probably had, then he would have seen his even minute reaction. Which meant Astrid couldn't pretend he didn't see the other even if he wanted to.

After a few seconds, he managed to calm down. He smiled at the duke and made a polite bow before turning his gaze away. Just in time, the photographer finally began the photoshoot.

He emptied his mind and did his job.

Anthony put down his gardening tools and looked at the young man wearing some kind of dress. Strangely enough, it didn't look out of sorts. As if the clothes were perfectly tailored for him.

THE DUKE AND HIS GARDENS