I Just Want to Slack Off and Crush the Scum, So Why Make Me Empress?

A princess of the former dynasty is reborn, and her first order of business is to tear her enemies apart.

She was poisoned to death in her last life. This time, she goes big from the start.

Her younger sister is having an affair? She exposes her in public, marries her off to a nouveau riche, and watches her get beaten to death.

Her adoptive mother tries to poison her? She turns the tables, swaps the sugar for arsenic, and sends her on her way.

When the former dynasty’s loyalists kneel and swear allegiance, she smiles. “That was just an appetizer.”

The Prince Regent comes to her with an offer. “Shall we work together? I’ll lend you my forces, and you help me root out the mole.”

She raises an eyebrow. “A marriage of convenience? Deal.”

Who knew the man would tear up their agreement on their wedding night?

“Now that we’re married, we’re allies. I’ll protect your people and take responsibility for your affairs.”

From then on, everyone in the prince’s household knows: if the Princess Consort says east, the prince never goes west.

She points, and he strikes. She sets a trap, and he hands her the knife. She wants the throne, and he brings her a ladder.

They purge corrupt ministers, uncover spies, kill the emperor, and secure the empire.

She takes the throne’s-eye view, and he clears the way.

Once the realm is at peace, she brings out their agreement. “Your Majesty, it’s time for me to go.”

The Prince Regent, now emperor, turns red-eyed on the spot.

“Go? You won this empire for me. You saved my life. And I belong to you...”

“The Empress’s seal has already been engraved. You’re taking it whether you want to or not.”

She freezes.

He drops to one knee. “Feifei, stay. We’ll rule this empire together.”

Reborn into a new life, she only wants to slack off and punish scum, yet they insist on making her Empress.

She planned to use him and leave.

Who knew this man would spoil her so much she’d never escape?