Qing Transmigration: Kangxi's Darling Treasure

Have you ever seen a pampered young lady uproot a willow tree? I have. Well, she didn’t exactly uproot it upside down. She just pulled the whole tree out of the ground and swung it around with incredible force, yelling, “Stay back!” the whole time. Once the danger was over, she threw herself into the emperor’s arms and sobbed. She wept so pitifully, like a flower drenched in rain. But who’s going to spare a thought for us, lying on the ground?

The anguished inner thoughts of an anonymous assassin

(This is amateur writing, just for fun. Please don’t take the plot too seriously, and forgive me.)