The Post-00s Take Over the Harem: A True Account

Transmigration + System + Taking Down Scumbags + A Heroine Who Occasionally Goes Crazy + A Hero Who Occasionally Acts Normal As a post-2000s kid, Ling Wanwan considers herself part of the new generation of workers and is determined to reform the workplace. Then she dies in a car accident, and when she opens her eyes again, she has become Qiao Wan, empress of the Great Lie Dynasty. The System in her head tells her: The emperor has a childhood sweetheart who is his white moonlight, a favored concubine who is his cinnabar mole, a scheming cousin, a white-lotus supporting female character, a calculating Empress Dowager who plays favorites, and a power-hungry regent waiting in the wings. As an unloved empress, she must endure countless hardships and schemes until the scumbag emperor changes his mind and falls in love with her. Only then will her merits be complete, allowing her to be reborn into a good family in her next life. Ling Wanwan: Pah! Why should I? When her scheming cousin tries to usurp her place, Ling Wanwan gives her a face full of bruises. When the emperor's white moonlight frames her, Ling Wanwan tears off her mask in front of everyone. When the favored concubine bares her claws, Ling Wanwan crushes her hopes. When the Empress Dowager tries to use her, Ling Wanwan strips her of her honors and confines her until death... Until one day, the emperor pins her against the wall and whispers, “Woman, are you playing with fire?” Ling Wanwan: Ugh! To win her freedom, she decides to join forces with the regent, Uncle Baili Yi, who commands the military, and overthrow the bastard! But at their first meeting, the “God of Death” personally chops off someone's legs right in front of her, splattering her face with blood... The young man is as handsome as a god, but his gaze is icy and lifeless. After cutting down his victim, he slowly walks toward her. Ling Wanwan, rebellious to the core, nearly wets herself with fear: Y-you... don't come any closer! Later, when she is cornered on the imperial bed, Baili Yi's coldness melts away, leaving only obsessive devotion. As he reverently kisses the top of her foot, Ling Wanwan's eyes turn red: “Don't come any closer~~”