An Lingrong Reborn as the Emperor's Cherished Favorite

In her previous life, An Lingrong lived as lowly as dust and died as miserably as a blade of grass. She schemed and plotted, yet in the end became nothing more than a pawn. Betrayed, lonely, and despairing, she withered away, leaving behind only a heart full of resentment and bone-deep chill.

When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the start of the imperial selection.

Living a second life, she was still the same An Lingrong of humble birth, cautious in every move. But deep in her eyes lay the cold and insight forged from the blood and tears of her previous life. She saw through Consort Hua's arrogance and tyranny, the Empress's dagger-hidden smile, and the truth beneath the Forbidden City's golden tiles and red walls: every step was a matter of life and death.

This time, she would no longer be content to drift like duckweed, at the mercy of others.