Your Majesty, I Used to Be a Man

Transmigrated into the abandoned consort of the Cold Palace, Xiao Jingyan was a little bewildered.

Where was the System? Where was my golden finger? Why was there nothing but a bunch of women trying to kill me?

A scheming woman faked a fainting spell to compete for favor? I hit back with modern CPR, pressing down until she questioned her entire existence.

The Noble Consort tried to frame me with poison? I whipped out my chemistry knowledge and gave her a live demonstration of a neutralization reaction.

As I turned the imperial harem upside down with my straight-man logic, the cold-faced emperor grew more and more interested in me.

Until he cornered me against a wall, his gaze dangerous.

“Consort, who are you, really?”

I faced death without flinching. “Your Majesty, you might not believe this... A month ago, I was still your brother.”

Later, the entire harem saw the usually dignified emperor chasing after me, shouting in despair: “Brother! Put down my imperial robes first!”