You Killed Me as a Sacrifice, So Why Should I Care About Wifely Virtue?

Mo Jingyue lived a life of filial devotion, yet at the moment her country was in peril, she was humiliated, murdered, and used as a sacrificial banner. Her beloved father sat on the throne, feasting and reveling atop her corpse, while her body lay buried in pieces in the mud, abandoned and forgotten.

Reborn into another life, Mo Jingyue cast aside her noble pride. She would stop at nothing to use anyone who could serve her. Virtuous, chaste, and pure women? To hell with all of that.

Facing the cold and aloof general, she smiled seductively. "General, if you help me, I'll spend the night with you."

Facing the proud scholar from a humble family, she spoke with gentle warmth. "If you help me, my lord, I will treat you with the respect due to a man of outstanding talent."

Facing the powerful prince of a different surname, she lifted his chin. "Everyone says your blood is lowborn, Uncle Prince. How about I offer you this noble body of mine?"

Later, the general was willing to die in battle for her, the proud scholar was willing to bow to her, and the prince who had looked down on everyone was willing to cook for her. When she set out to conquer the realm, they were with her to the very end.

[The heroine has some feelings, but not many. Revenge and building her power take priority.]