Once I passed away, I traveled from the harem to the modern age a thousand years later. When I opened my eyes, I was in my "husband's" study room——
Oh no, it's the office.
With the divorce agreement in front of him, he looked coldly: "Sign it and you are free."
Ridiculous.
This palace was in charge of the Sixth Palace at that time, playing tricks on people's hearts, competing for the emperor's favor, and fighting for treacherous and shady plots.
Just because you made peace, you want me to leave gracefully?
OK.
I sign the agreement, I control the situation, and I kill everyone.
Later, when I reached the top of my career and became a god on the Internet, he blocked me at the elevator entrance with red eyes:
"Eh... Can you like me a little more?"
Sorry.
In my dictionary——
There is only harmony, harmony, and harmony. (Although he breaks the game every time)
Purpose: No matter how times and identities change, true control comes from a clear self, and true love should be based on respect and equality.
2025.11.29