After I Started Slacking Off, Everyone Panicked

I worked myself to death as the most overworked prince in Prince Yong's household.

Reborn, I was told by the System to earn a reputation as a “Virtuous Prince” within three years, or be erased forever.

So I turned the System panel to “Tyrant Mode” instead.

The Emperor orders me to provide disaster relief? I open a soup kitchen and add meat to the porridge. My fellow officials accuse me of ruining the market!

The civil and military officials demand I choose a consort? I put up a notice: “I am in poor health. The only betrothal gift I require is a copy of How to Prevent a CPU.”

As I cuddle up to a hand warmer and watch everyone scramble to “save” me...

The fallen hostage I rescued from death row quietly clears the snow from my doorstep.

He lowers his eyes and murmurs, “Your Highness, that empire you wanted... shall I seize it for you, just for fun?”