My Best Friend and I Were Transported to Ancient Times to Marry into the Imperial Family

My best friend and I transmigrated into an old-school tragic romance. She was an empress with no allies, and I was an unlucky princess consort.

According to the plot, the emperor and his childhood sweetheart, recently returned from a diplomatic marriage, would turn her into a human pig. Meanwhile, the prince’s beloved would frame me and have my heart and eyes cut out.

After talking it over, we decided to play the green tea act. Once we’d toyed with our husbands’ hearts, we faked our deaths and escaped with our valuables.

Five years later, the emperor had abdicated, the prince had become a monk, and the two brothers were posting portraits all over the land to find us.

By then, my best friend and I had become fabulously wealthy, and were lounging around with handsome young opera performers.

Looking at the two men before us, dressed in rags and glaring furiously, my best friend and I grinned from ear to ear.

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