[Empresses in the Palace] With a pairing
I’d just found a great job paying 6,000 a month, nine to six, with weekends off. Before I could even start, I opened my eyes and found myself transmigrated into Empresses in the Palace as a girl awaiting selection for the imperial harem.
I remember every plot point, but only who’s going to have bad luck, not when it’ll happen.
No matter. The first rule of survival is to speak up when trouble hits. There’s strength in numbers.
So I treat the harem like an office: I flatter the boss, the emperor; give the empress, my coworker, a wide berth; and quickly team up with Zhen Huan and Mei Zhuang to form a sisterhood determined to make it out of the harem. Along the way, I help An Lingrong escape her self-destructive overthinking and flirt with a young imperial guard.
The whole harem works itself to the bone, but I lie flat, never missing out on food, drink, fun, and games.
It's ugly. The author is a fan of Zhen Huan and he writes about a heroine who praises Zhen Huan.