He brags at work, saying that if he dresses like An Lingrong, he will survive until the end.
The next second, I really wore it.
The original owner gave up miserably: My life is not worth it, please live it for me.
Me: ... Okay, I'll just keep doing it.
No fighting, no taking sides, no making trouble, just be a transparent person.
But who told me——
Why can the whole harem hear my voice?
Emperor: Why did I hear someone say that I am a dragon?
Concubine Hua: Who is calling Huan Yixiang a sterilization package?
Queen: Who is dissing that I have a headache every day?
Zhen Huan & Meizhuang: ... So this is what Lingrong thinks?
I appear to be well-behaved and docile: "I don't dare, I, my concubine."
The screen is going crazy in my heart:
Help! I really just want to survive until the end!
Since then, the style of harem painting has changed dramatically.
Others are competing for favor, but I am taking advantage of others.
Others are fighting to the death, but I rely on the spoilers from my heart to save my life.
All members: Today we can eavesdrop on Master An's complaints again!
Me: Please stop listening! I really just want to die!
