
Collaborate in Zhaidouwen
by Bigger Wolf
About This Novel
I entered the house fighting story and became a transparent concubine who could not survive three episodes. The system screamed at me for favor, and I cut it off. Competing for a man's favor? No. I want all the women in this back house who have been domesticated, traded, and treated as decorations to wake up. I taught the one who abides by etiquette the most how to turn the archway into a sharp blade that pierces the rules. I remind that beauty who only knows how to compete for favor, how to let beauty become the authority to control people's hearts. I took hold of the pen that could only write graceful words, filled it with ink, and wrote the first letter of war. We deliver secret messages under the flower-viewing banquet, turn things around in the stewardship, and plan for new life in the chanting hall. We steal information, control money and food, and weave a web among men's authority that belongs only to us. Until the high walls collapsed and the city was burned with flames. She was the most abiding by the rules and died for breaking them. She is most greedy for the world of mortals, so she leaves for a dead end. She cherishes her words like gold and falls silent forever with all her secrets. I was sent to the execution stand, and everyone in the world wanted me to repent. But in the blazing fire, I looked into the void and smiled: "System, did you see it?" "This is the game I want to clear." Many years later, an unknown book circulated among the dark pages of unrecorded history books. There is only one burned sentence on the title page: [We once quietly overturned a palace. ]
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