The Princess Bride Kills Her Rough-Hewn Husband, Then Takes the Throne

[Lighthearted] [Luck Stealing] [Strong Female Lead] [No CP] [Transmigrate Into a Book as the Villainess]

A story in which the heroine plays the men who pursue her like cards in a game, even though they won't accept anyone but her as their leading lady, with a style focused on physical desire over emotional attachment, similar to Sultan's Game.

The green tea male lead, now on the throne, speaks with deep affection: "Lin'er, our bond shouldn't be so shallow."

So Bai Zelin has him imprisoned and forcefully takes the throne: "Fine, our bond is very deep indeed. I'll bring you into my harem right now."

The rough-edged man who rescued her speaks with deep affection: "I know you're a princess. I'll never make you lift a finger. I'll give you the finest food and lay out soft sheets for you."

Bai Zelin, somewhat entranced, pats his muscular biceps. As he looks on smugly and scornfully, she grabs his arm and immediately refines him: "You've got a fine physique, but this is how I've always lived, Your Highness. What, you think it's impressive that you couldn't reach my standard of living even if you gave it everything you've got?"

The original heroine, a saintly woman who stole Bai Zelin's fortune, sighs: "Zelin, he and I were never meant to be. In the end, you're all I have left."

Bai Zelin sits on the throne, playing with the ribbon tying up her hidden guard's long hair. "And?"

"So, women should rely on themselves. Even as empress, I had no choice," the other woman says hurriedly, as delicate as a duckweed on the water.

Bai Zeling tugs the ribbon, and the hidden guard's ink-black hair tumbles loose. Though he is clearly a martial artist, he melts like a water snake into Bai Zeling's arms, half shielding his face as his aloof expression fades.

Just like a...

male consort.

Bai Zelin reaches out and strokes his long hair.

"Fortune is mine now. There's no need to say another word."