[The man behind the scenes + the cultivation of the empress]
On the eve of the wedding night, I will bleed from all my orifices and die in front of the empress.
Entering the dark game I designed myself, I became the Empress' White Moonlight, and the consort who was doomed to die in the opening CG.
The aristocratic family controls the government, the monsters and barbarians in the north are suppressing the territory, and the fairy gate looks on with cold eyes.
They were waiting for the empress to go crazy, waiting for the world to be in chaos, and waiting to carve up the dragon veins of Great Xia.
[Modifier, activate!
Look at the panel of all things, change the attributes into attributes, and create all things out of thin air.
In front of others, she kills coldly and controls the world; behind the scenes, she removes her cold face and only makes up for me.
She is in front and I am behind.
She is the scabbard and I am the sword.
She controls, I control her.
This world is hers, and she is mine.
Aristocratic family? Monster? Immortal gate?
It's just a bunch of data to be deleted in my editor. [The introduction is too weak, please move to the text]
[The text is in the third person, not the first person]
