On a stormy night, a bolt of lightning struck me and sent me into a badly written novel with a tragic ending.
I became Shen Pingting, the cannon-fodder supporting character who was "stunningly beautiful, yet didn't survive past chapter sixteen."
From the start, my whole family was slaughtered. My parents died horribly, and the culprit was the Marshal's wife. Meanwhile, the Marshal was already waiting to take me as his seventh concubine.
Even more melodramatic, the childhood sweetheart I'd had a crush on, the dream man of every girl in the city, Young Marshal Gu Tingchen, was the enemy's son.
Before leaving for war, he told me, "Wait for me to come back." By the time he returned, I'd become his father's "prospective concubine."
He hated me for currying favor with the powerful. I smiled, knowing he had no idea what was really going on.
When he drunkenly held me, I didn't push him away. It wasn't because my old feelings remained. I needed his blade.
He thought I was a stand-in for his white moonlight. In truth, I was a blade, sharpened and ready.
No System, no golden finger, just the mind of a sharp-tongued modern editor and a trashy book with only sixteen chapters.
As the plot began to stray from the original, and my heart began to ache for her...
Was I taking revenge, or walking straight into a trap?
Young Marshal, you'd better not fall in love with me. Because the purpose of my life is to make you suffer.
