“According to the original story, you’re supposed to go mad for the male lead and end up hanged on the city wall,” the System reminded her coldly.
Liang Huaiyue looked at her fourteen-year-old self in the bronze mirror and laughed. “To hell with the plot!”
She threw an arm around the female lead, Ning Yuxin. “Sister, the rouge shop just got new stock!” Then she cornered Xie Peiqing. “Brother, want to work together? I’ll help you seize your opportunities!”
So much for being a supporting female character destined to suffer for love. She suddenly became the head of an intelligence network that spanned the entire capital.
“The marriage contract is fake?” Xie Peiqing sneered, holding the forged document.
“But changing my fate is real!” She winked and tossed out a stack of secret reports. “The assassins of the martial world and the spies in the imperial court all answer to me now.”
After Xiao Lingyun, the male lead, came up empty-handed on a crucial lead for the Nth time, he finally broke down. “How has this woman devoured every plotline?!”
On the very city wall where the supporting heroine was once meant to hang, Liang Huaiyue stood with her red robes billowing. “Now it’s time for the main characters to follow my script.”
