Tyrant, You Are Here! ! !

On the night when I was transformed into a mortal cannon fodder, I woke up and loaded up the game and started Goldfinger again. Accidentally fell? Read file. Scorned by the palace maid? Read file. The emperor glared at me? Read the file! Until one day, the tyrant pressed me on the dragon bed and gnashed his teeth: "My dear concubine, do you think why I can accurately find the landing point before you load the file every time?" Me:? ? ? Later, all the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty went crazy—— "Why does Your Majesty always disappear suddenly during morning court?" "The imperial kitchen said that the dragon feast that had just been prepared suddenly turned back into raw meat!" "I saw with my own eyes that the memorial approved by Your Majesty was restored out of thin air!"