After Awakening, the Unhinged Empress Became Unstoppable

I'm the empress in a male-oriented harem novel, blindly throwing myself at the male lead. According to the plot, I should fall in love at first sight with the useless prince whose kingdom I destroyed, then hand him the throne in exchange for a single compliment calling me "virtuous." I'd even send him my own sister, the general who fought on the battlefield, and the chancellor who devoted himself to the people, one after another, so women everywhere would once again embrace "feminine virtue" and obediently return to their "proper place." Just as the male lead tilted his chin up at a 45-degree angle, waiting for me to welcome him into the palace, I immediately gave the order: "Guards, castrate him!"