(Subtitle: Transmigrating as a discarded pawn, I use divination to rise from abandoned daughter to empress)
Shen Qingci, a modern psychology master's graduate and tarot reader, dies suddenly and transmigrates into a lowly illegitimate daughter in the Great Liang Kingdom, a discarded pawn destined to live no more than three months.
Her birth mother is being held hostage, and her legal mother forces her to enter the palace in her elder sister's place and die. Others have noble families, beauty, and powerful backers. She has nothing except a pair of eyes that see through people's hearts.
The harem is treacherous, and its consorts are like wolves. The empress has no children, Consort Shu is domineering, and the empress dowager is the real mastermind. As for her, from the start she is assigned a side hall beside the Cold Palace. Everyone is waiting to see how she dies.
But she doesn't panic.
Psychology + microexpressions + probability analysis + ancient astrology and divination: this is the supposedly miraculous “divination” she performs.
She says Consort Shu “should avoid vermilion today,” and the consort's face changes on the spot. She says the emperor has an important matter he needs to decide, and he falls silent in thought. She doesn't read fortunes. She reads people's hearts.
From the edge of the Cold Palace to the emperor's side, from a low-ranking concubine to empress in a single day. She advances step by step, only to discover that the empress dowager at the heart of the harem is also a transmigrator. And her true opponent is not a woman, but the fate of an entire era.
“I'm not a fortune-teller. I'm a psychologist. It's just that in this era, no one can tell the difference.”
When modern science collides with ancient court intrigue, who will have the true advantage of a higher-dimensional perspective?
