I have been bound to the [Drama Essence System] as a fake character for a long time.
Mission: Play the true role and gain the emperor's trust. Reward: Death-free gold medal.
In order to survive, I performed like crazy in the palace, and I could do the crying scenes, admitting mistakes, pretending to be crazy and being stupid, all at my fingertips.
Just when I was about to hide everything, the real person who was supposed to hate me took my hand:
"Don't carry it alone, I will act with you."
And the fifth elder brother who had been watching me coldly blocked me in a corner the night I took off my disguise:
"Are you... Acting, or are you real?"
