The Cannon-Fodder Beauty Reads the Yandere Crown Prince's Mind, Then Turns the Tables

[Somewhat Unreliable Mind Reading + Transmigration + Early Nation-Building + Two Scheming Minds Battling It Out + Political Intrigue]

Wen Zhiyu transmigrated, and the situation was painfully grim.

She was a cannon-fodder beauty NPC, a troublemaker among beauties, a deadweight at her tasks, and an idiot by character design.

The Crown Prince was refined and courteous, stricken with a chronic illness and so frail he was unfit for great responsibility: a real attention-seeker among cannon fodder.

And somehow, they were bound to the same account?

When she learned the truth, Wen Zhiyu's words caught in her throat and tears came first. I think I can still struggle a little.

She decided to mend her ways and show her sincerity, all while fooling the Crown Prince.

But as she stood there with tears in her eyes, a series of cold, sinister sneers filled her mind.

[Liar. Nothing but lies.]

Wen Zhiyu: What the hell? What kind of messed-up plot is this?

[The tears are fake. The sweet words are fake, too.]

[How pitiful. You must be terrified. You're cold all over. Where should I start? The back of your neck seems best, since I've strangled you there so many times.]

Wen Zhiyu: Stay the hell away from me.

Wen Zhiyu rubbed her forehead. Just watch me turn this around!

She nearly worked her CPU until it started smoking...

Ling Yanshi had clung to life this long only because, while waiting to die, he was also waiting for the truth.

But the truth never came. Instead, he got a brazen liar.

She was lively and spirited, bold and brave, timid and prone to tears, an undercover agent of unknown origin.

She wanted his life, too.

But one day, she said, “Your Highness, why don't we use your house arrest to start a rebellion?”

Whoa! The Crown Prince is still alive today!

In the succession war, I'm betting on him! Glory and riches await!

Her sweet dream came to an end as the man beside her spoke in a low, gentle voice: “Wake up. It's time to go to court.”

Hold on. We fought all night and only went to sleep at dawn, and now I have to handle state affairs too?

You bastard!