I Rap in the Imperial Palace

In my previous life, I worked diligently until I became the champion of palace intrigue.

Then I realized I'd only gone from being a low-level corporate drone to a VIP corporate drone.

Reborn, I chose to do a bit of beatboxing to get myself sent to the Cold Palace, determined to put down roots in scientific research and make my mark.

Instead, I accidentally became the Grand State Preceptor.

The emperor, who used to think even looking at me was beneath him, has now switched to the "win her back at all costs" script. Every day, he says he owes me and wants to make it up to me.

Excuse me?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.