[Stand-in literature + quick travel + palace fighting + wife chasing crematorium + heroine's counterattack] One world, one identity, intensive reversals. The heroine has gone from passively acting as a knife to actively wielding a knife. She is not merciless in abusing a scumbag, and is tempted but not in love.
I am a knife. Queen Yi worked hard for three years, changing my face, giving me medicine, and hypnotizing me, so that I would look like Zhen Huan from head to toe, and then send me to the palace to compete for her favor.
The emperor indeed fell. He couldn't tell who Zhen Huan and I were at first, so he gave me Chunyuan's relics one by one. He held my hand while he was sick and called "Huan Huan", and even handed me the abolition edict.
Knives also have memories. I remember my name and the two senior sisters who were dealt with. I stabbed the queen with my backhand and sent her to the cold palace.
Before he died, the emperor said: "In my next life, I will only marry you." After watching the last night, I walked out of the Forbidden City with a face that did not belong to me.
I thought it was all over? The system exploded in my mind: "Ding! The first world experience is over and I am about to enter the second world."
When I opened my eyes again, I was kneeling in the mourning hall, wearing the queen's court uniform. The maid cried and called me the mother of the country, while the young woman kneeling in front of me raised her eyes and smiled - Concubine Xi, Zhen Huan.
She leaned close to my ear: "Whose substitute are you?"
This time, I am Yi Xiu.
