Empresses in the Palace Fanfiction: An Lingrong's Rise

I am An Lingrong.

The An Lingrong who was looked down on, despised, and used all her life.

In my previous life, I used my singing to win favor, competed in ice skating to stand out, and ended my life with bitter almonds. In the end, all I got was the line, “My whole life was never worth living in the first place.”

At last, heaven has opened its eyes and let me live again.

Since fate has given me a second chance, I, An Lingrong, swear:

I will never pretend to be weak again, never trust so easily again, and never shed a tear for someone who isn't worth it.

At the selection hall, I won't tremble nervously anymore. I'll face it with composure and make the butterflies circle around me of their own accord.

After entering the palace, I won't rely on Zhen Huan, and I won't be the empress's puppet either.

I'll see through every trap first, turning Hua Fei's arrogance, the empress's hypocrisy, and Zhen Huan's schemes into stepping stones to power.

The emperor wants a flower who understands his heart? I can be that.

The harem wants bloodshed and chaos? Then I will be the wind and the rain.

In this life, An Lingrong won't be “a coward” anymore.

With my wits, my mastery of perfumery, and all the memories of my past life, I'll climb step by step to the very top of the harem's power structure.

I'll make everyone who once bullied, humiliated, or abandoned me kneel before me and beg for mercy.

I'll make the emperor truly fall in love with me, or... make it impossible for him to live without me.

In the end, you'll see that it's time for the harem's order to change.

[Rebirth + Palace Intrigue Power Fantasy + Overwhelming Intelligence + Fighting Back Against Manipulation + Defying Fate]

A heads-up: The heroine returns reborn with eight hundred tricks up her sleeve. She's no saint, has no foolish obsession with romance, and only wants to win.