Fake aloof, actually adorable avenging empress × fake villain, actually sinister two-faced loyal hound
Wei Xi had worked so hard to become emperor, only for someone to curse her to her face: “A woman on the throne won’t last a year. Heaven itself will destroy our Tan Kingdom!”
“You killed your father and brought ruin to the country. When you die, even the King of Hell won’t take you!”
Wei Xi didn’t believe a word of it.
But the person cursing her was an official of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau.
Before she’d even been emperor for a year, someone really did kill her.
So many people wanted her dead. Even the person she trusted most stabbed her in the back.
After she died, her soul waited in line to be reincarnated for two years, and the King of Hell really wouldn’t take her.
Wei Xi came back to life.
But things kept getting stranger.
The top scholar who had watched her drink poison with a sinister smile in her previous life was now kneeling willingly at her feet.
Her former ministers, who should have pledged themselves to a new ruler, brought her a list of names and eagerly asked, “Your Highness, who should we kill next?”
Even her imperial brother, who had fought her tooth and nail and seized the throne after her death, was now willing to protect her with his life, taking an arrow meant for her.
No, wait. Let her think this through.
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A year later, Wei Xi took the throne again and personally dug up her own coffin from the imperial mausoleum. It was empty, and the lid was even crooked.
Wei Xi always repaid a grudge. After killing her way through the list, she sat down to tally the scores.
Well, would you look at that. Every last one of them had once been her subordinate.
The last person Wei Xi confronted was Wei Qingzhong, who loved to cover his bases.
Leaning against the dragon throne, his chin resting on her shoulder, he softly declared, “You know me, Your Highness.”
Wei Xi pushed him away, exasperated and helpless. So all this trouble had been caused by her own stupidity!
