[Bullet comments for protection | Everyone can hear her thoughts | Nuclear-level Empresses in the Palace deep dive | A lazy heroine takes over]
I opened my eyes to find that I, an overworked office drone, had become An Lingrong, a cannon-fodder character in Empresses in the Palace!
I even got a “mind-reading spoiler device” as a bonus. The whole harem can hear my complaints! 💥
At the selection ceremony, Xia Dongchun slaps me across the face. I give up and shut off my inner monologue: [Go ahead and hit me! The jade token the Empress gave you is about to reach Yikun Palace anyway, where Consort Hua will be ready to give you a generous serving of the Red Silk Punishment!]
The next second, Xia Dongchun freezes like a wooden chicken! A teacup crashes in the Empress's Jingren Palace! Consort Hua crushes a grape in Yikun Palace! 🍇
The Emperor tests us on poetry and literature. I appear obedient on the outside: [You lousy dragon, why pretend to be a cultured man? If you've got the guts, explain whether you were praising Cao Qinmo or sentencing her to death when you wrote “very good” on her report!]
Right there! The Emperor sprays tea, turning green in the face! Consort Hua accidentally shatters her cup! Spoilers explode across three palaces! 🍵
[Zhen Huan returns to the palace and strikes back with Pure Yuan's old clothes? Empress, watch out for your bear's gall glue! Consort Hua, did you know your Huanyi incense causes infertility?!]
That day, the powerful women of the entire harem finally understood: An Lingrong, that lazy fish, had inner thoughts that were walking spoiler bombs! 💣
From then on:
The scoundrel Emperor treats me like a human lie detector, dragging me to the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the middle of the night to interrogate me about auspicious omens;
The Empress uses me as an assassination tool, and one box of Scar-Soothing Balm sets off a nuclear-level massacre;
Consort Hua hunts me down in a frenzy: shutting me up is harder than locking down the Cold Palace!
Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang: Is this sister of ours an intelligence source or a harbinger of doom?!
And me? I just want to slack off!
But my inner thoughts leak out: The Third Prince's parentage is in doubt? Qi Fei suffers a miscarriage and dies on the spot!
The blood-testing bowl is ready! The whole harem is on edge: which imperial offspring will be blown sky-high next?!
Your words are a little inconsistent with the preface and the follow-up. The plot is not very coherent, and I can't understand it.