Mo Ran, nicknamed the Green Tea Princess.
If there were a ranking of manipulative women, she’d be second, and no one would dare claim first place.
She’s the undisputed people’s choice for Best Actress at the Oscars.
She can play innocent, throw a punch, act adorable, and put on the perfect white-lotus act.
Then, because Heaven finally couldn’t stand her any longer, it took her at the age of twenty-five.
As she died, Mo Ran kept thinking about all the wicked things she’d done over the past twenty-odd years, feeling deeply guilty and remorseful.
She swore that if she got another life, she would become a good person.
Just as she wished, she transmigrated into the body of the fifteen-year-old Princess Changping of the Great Dynasty.
Her mother was the empress, and she and the emperor were deeply devoted to each other. Her older brothers were brave warriors and total sister-obsessives.
She had good food, warm clothes, and could sneak out of the palace for an adventure whenever she wanted.
Her living conditions were exceptionally wonderful.
The weak State of Chen sent a young prince to the Great Dynasty as a hostage. The prince was handsome, but his life in the Great Dynasty was miserable.
Mo Ran, a hardcore pretty-boy fan, often came to the poor little prince’s aid.
Later, the poor little prince grew up to become a great demon king.
He returned to his country, murdered his brother, and seized the throne. Then he stationed millions of iron cavalry along the Great Dynasty’s border.
Dressed in black armor, his scarlet cape snapping in the wind, he smiled and said, “Go back and tell your emperor that I want only Princess Changping.”
Princess Changping, Mo Ran: ???
I thought I was clever all my life, but in the end I was outplayed by a sweet-talking schemer.
Mo Ran: You were acting the whole time!
Chen Hua: Flattered. The empress and I were just acting for each other.
