The Mad Concubine: I Transmigrated Into a Book and Tore Up the Script

Shen Jinghong, a modern negotiator with a dangerously volatile streak, wakes up in an old-school tragic romance as a namesake cannon-fodder character who won’t survive three chapters: the lowest-born concubine daughter of the Marquis of Zhenbei’s household. The original Shen Jinghong was infatuated with her stepbrother, Gu Yan, and was framed by her white-lotus stepsister, Liu Yuru, then beaten to death in the ancestral hall.

Dropped straight into hell mode? Shen Jinghong just laughed.

Chained up? She snapped a vicious servant’s arm, spraying blood everywhere.

Accused of an affair? She turned the tables and exposed Liu Yuru’s sordid secrets, ruining her reputation.

Cold-shouldered by her scum of a brother? She cut ties with him and went straight for the biggest villain in the original story: the sinister, ruthless regent, Xiao Jue.

“Want to make a deal?” She licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, madness surging in her eyes. “I’ll help you overthrow the imperial court. You… let me have some fun with you?”

Xiao Jue gripped her chin, his gaze dark. “If you lose, you’ll pay with your life.”

“Then let’s wager our lives.”

From then on, the capital had a new, notorious madwoman:

She tore into the white lotus, kicked her scumbag brother, and turned the marquis’s household upside down.

She and the regent became partners in crime, turning the court into a stage and wiping out their enemies without leaving a trace.

Everyone feared her madness, but Xiao Jue loved the wildness in her eyes.

“They say you’re a demon.” He kissed the blood from her face. “Then I’ll be your asura, and go mad with you to the very end.”