Quick Transmigration: The Villainess Refuses to Be a Sacrificial Pawn

[Quick transmigration / infinite worlds / female-lead focused / living for herself in every world]

In the first world I transmigrated into, I became a consort to the late emperor.

At fourteen, the forty-five-year-old emperor tormented me until I passed out. When I woke, I heard the System say, "This is the universe of doting-wife fiction. Host, please work hard to win the male lead's affection."

I looked at my still-childish face in the bronze mirror and laughed.

The old emperor, powerful ministers and their relatives, and the princes waiting to make their move: I would decide who the male lead was in this game.

I chose the most inconspicuous second son of the principal wife.

He was thirteen, had no mother or influence, and even the eunuchs couldn't be bothered to treat him kindly.

Over three years, I pushed him step by step from the forgotten corners of the palace onto the throne.

After he was crowned emperor, he came to find me, eyes red, and said, "Lan'er, I'm here to take you home."

I touched his trembling fingers and thought: the first world is done.

There would be a second, then a third.

In every world, there was a supporting heroine abandoned by fate, waiting for me to give her another chance to live.

As for the doting-wife script the System mentioned...

Anyone who wants it can have it.