A Hundred Flowers Die

[Transmigration without a System + palace intrigue + clear-headed, strong heroine + not each other's first love]

Born as a concubine's daughter, she starts out in hell mode.

Her mother dies young, her legal mother is cruel, and her father treats her like an object.

When the family needs a pawn, they send her into the palace in a sedan chair.

Surely a modern top student can outsmart a bunch of sheltered ancient women?

Poison her? She turns the tables and catches them red-handed.

Frame her? She uses the opportunity to ruin them utterly.

She plays weak, acts innocent, and turns others' power against them.

While everyone else kneels and cries, she stands and smiles.

The emperor's affections? They mean nothing to her. She reads his mind, uses his favor to gain power, and wants only to survive and live well!

The emperor who once flirtatiously told her, “You are very beautiful,” later places the phoenix crown on her head with his own hands.

“If you see me only for my beauty, then let the sunlight shine upon the begonia.”

She raises her eyes, smiling with effortless composure.

Years later, when the new emperor ascends the throne, she sits in the Palace of Compassion and Tranquility, the most honored woman in the Ying Dynasty.