I Transmigrate to France and Become the Empress

This is the best of times, and the worst of times. As Europe's light shines across the world, no one knows that behind it lie the blood and tears of countless people. When we turn our gaze to the Rhine, to a land that has never truly submitted to anyone, the war has already begun. Just last night, Lin Xingyue was a history teacher. This morning, she has become France's "puppet empress," a "pawn" of the Bonapartists. But a storm is coming. The clouds of the Franco-Prussian War already loom over France, and Bismarck is pointing his sword at Paris, at the French empress who has yet to awaken. Either glory will endure, or the crown will be lost. But perhaps they have forgotten: the French tricolor once flew beneath the sun of Marengo and tore through the clouds in the cold winds of Austerlitz! "If our dignity is destined to be crushed, if our homeland is destined to wear Prussia's shackles, then what difference is there between living and kneeling?! Look! Look at our future! If the outcome is already decided, then tell me! Will you still give your precious lives and crimson blood for the French Empire?" "We will!" "Long live the Emperor! Long live Empress Selii I! Long live France! Long live eternal glory!"