As an empress cast aside in the cold palace, I am ordered by the emperor to donate blood to save his new favorite consort.
The palace attendants laugh that I live like a dog. Even the System can't stand it and wants to help me get revenge.
I smile and accept the mission, tending solicitously to the Noble Consort while showing the emperor tender affection.
Only after the Noble Consort bleeds to death and the emperor is gravely ill and paralyzed does the System eagerly urge me to ascend the throne.
Instead, I pull the System out of my mind and give a faint laugh. “Since when did I let you meddle in my game?”
