[Trust me, this really is a historical court-intrigue drama]
The web novelist Qing Li Meng Sui transmigrates into the tragic heroine of her own story.
The Reader Resentment System bound to her has only one demand: she must experience every one of the heart-wrenching scenes forced upon her.
With no other choice, she goes to meet the male leads from her three books, one by one.
When she meets her feigning-ignorance foster brother, she gets straight to the point: “Stop pretending. I know you’re not stupid.”
Her foster brother looks up at her with innocent, childlike eyes, utterly bewildered. “Little sister, would you like some sweet cakes?”
She turns to her aloof classmate from a humble family, testing and provoking him: “Could it be… that you love me but can’t have me?”
Her classmate flicks his sleeve, his gaze as icy as frost. “What nonsense.”
She finds the general whose old injury has flared up again and asks outright: “Are you planning to send me into the palace as a pawn?”
The general furrows his brow and studies her, genuine confusion in his voice. “Send you into the palace? I had no idea I was capable of such a thing.”
Looking at these so-called male leads, each behaving in ways that make no sense at all, she begins to seriously doubt the grand, turbulent tragic romances she wrote herself for the first time.
Did I really write these people…?
