Feng Shui in the Cold Palace Nurtures Life

The day I transmigrated into the body of an abandoned concubine in the Cold Palace, the System issued its ultimate mission: "Become empress and earn a return ticket."

I looked at the leaky roof and moldy steamed buns, pulled out Introduction to Civil Engineering, and got to work renovating the condemned palace.

Then the emperor came sneaking into the Cold Palace to steal persimmons, stepped into one of my traps, and ended up hanging from a crooked tree. "My beloved, how is the Cold Palace more fun than the imperial gardens?"

After that, I designed waterproof palaces for the concubines and installed ventilation systems in the imperial kitchens, rising through the ranks as a construction fanatic.

Until one day, the emperor tugged pathetically at my sleeve. "I'll give you the throne of empress. Can you get me down from the roof?"

Counting down the days until my return flight, I looked up and smiled sweetly. "Your Majesty, the Cold Palace's feng shui is nourishing, and I will never fail your kindness... Just kidding, my ticket's about to expire!"