Reborn, I Played the Northern Qi Emperor for a Fool

[1v1] [A fictional setting stretching thirty thousand miles, don't take it too seriously]

Feng Xiaolian remembered dying once. Maybe Heaven couldn't stand her beauty, for as she lay dying in what seemed like a dream, she heard the words “must be executed.” So perhaps she had been reborn. Yet all she remembered was dying, and dying miserably. In this season of warmth returning to the chill, she dreamed of ten thousand swords piercing her heart. The road to staying alive was especially difficult; figuring out how to live well became Feng Xiaolian's lifelong concern.

Since she was fated to die young, she would stay far away from anything turbulent, such as the Emperor, that unpredictable factor. She only hoped that all would be well...

A little palace maid whose goal is to earn money through hard work vs. the cunning deposed ruler with a wolfish side