An Empresses in the Palace fanfic with an original everywoman heroine who loves keeping up with the harem gossip.
I transmigrated into a book, but the script is all wrong.
Other people fight for power in the palace. I just want to treat the harem like a workplace and coast until retirement.
The emperor is a clueless boss who only makes empty promises, and the consorts are demanding, unpredictable clients. If I slack off enough, the KPIs can't catch me!
Who knew that by being an unremarkable nobody who just goofs off at work, I'd become the only normal person in the Forbidden City?
