Advertising grunt Lin Xiaoman works herself to death from overtime and transmigrates to the Song Dynasty, where she's forced to work as empress. Hot pot in one hand, PowerPoint in the other, she uses her beauty blogger skills to give the concubines permanent weeping makeup, turns murder-mystery games into required lessons in palace intrigue, and livestreams lessons teaching the emperor to sing "Lonely Warrior," driving his tutor mad. She'd planned to coast along until an early retirement, but who knew inventing bubble tea would drain the national treasury, building bicycles would topple the Imperial Stables, and she'd end up repeatedly bouncing between blowing up the kitchen and rewriting history? The ultimate question for this goofy heroine: should she be a demon empress who brings ruin to the country, or the Song Dynasty's husky?
