After Becoming an Imperial Consort, Everyone Pressures Me to Change Careers

She transmigrated to ancient times with a scrappy little System, and the emperor was her best friend! Yang Hua had only wanted to play the part of an ordinary, well-loved imperial consort. Who knew being a favorite would be so hard? First, court officials risked their lives to remonstrate with her. Then, consorts from every palace kept their eyes on her, waiting for a chance to strike. Never mind. If life in the palace was this hard, she’d change careers and find a new line of work! “Lady Yang, the enemy is stronger than us in this battle. Do you have a good plan?” Yang Hua pulled out a book of the Thirty-Six Stratagems and smiled. “Just a frivolous book. Perhaps it can ease your worries.” “Lady Yang, the drought is severe. The whole country may be left without a single harvest!” Yang Hua calmly produced a talisman. “A Thunder-Summoning Talisman. Once the thunder passes, rain will follow.” “Lady Yang, I have admired you for a long time. I wish to take you as my wife, choose you alone for the rest of my life, and stay by your side until our hair turns white. Will you?” Yang Hua looked up at him. “666!”