The Empress Dowager Is Raising Hell on Campus

I was the youngest empress dowager in the Great Liang. The day I transmigrated into the body of a high school student, the whole school mocked me for being poor.

My homeroom teacher pointed at my shabby backpack and sneered, “What could someone from a family like yours ever amount to?”

I pulled out the Empress’s Seal and slammed it onto the lectern. “The Imperial Jade Seal. Is that enough to prove what I’m capable of?”

The next day, rumors swept the school that I’d stolen a national treasure from the museum.

That is, until the head of the Cultural Relics Bureau examined it with trembling hands and said, “This really is the Empress’s Seal of Emperor Liang Huizong, missing for a thousand years.”

And the youngest archaeology professor, my sworn enemy, the Grand Secretary, was standing outside the classroom, bowing to me:

“Your Majesty, it’s been a long time.”