As a deposed queen, I was asked by the emperor to donate blood to his new favorite concubine to extend her life.
The palace people all laughed at me for living like a dog, and even the system couldn't stand it and wanted to help me get revenge.
I accepted the task with a smile, while greeting the concubine and being tender to the emperor.
Until the imperial concubine died of a hemorrhage and the emperor was seriously ill and paralyzed, the system was excited and urged me to ascend the throne and proclaim the emperor.
But I took the system out of my mind with my backhand and chuckled: "When will it be your turn to dictate my chess game?"
