When Zhu Hui woke up, she was transported into a plot book that would become cannon fodder at every turn.
System: "As long as you choose a prince and help him successfully ascend the throne, you can survive." Zhu Hui smiled charmingly: "I choose the prince."
Guaranteed to win.
System: "He is not the emperor's biological son."
Zhu Hui urgently withdrew her smile: "Forget it."
Zhu Hui glanced at the good-for-nothing second prince who was teasing the brothel girl, and said helplessly: "I..."
System: "Okay, you have been bound to the second prince."
"Wait..." Forget it, let the second prince be the second prince. She firmly believed that rotten wood could be carved.
The introduction job attracted the emperor's attention to him, but he refused with "I'm afraid, I don't dare", and Zhu Hui pinched Renzhong.
Find him a job to revise documents in the palace, but he actually burned down the library...
He shamelessly walked up to her and asked, "Miss Third, if you help me like this, you don't like me, right?"
Until the emperor sent this shameful thing to the border area, Zhu Hui felt that she was dead.
While he was wailing, the city gate opened and thousands of soldiers knelt down. Zhu Hui was stunned.
His good-for-nothing teammate turned out to be the boss behind the scenes, and he had already led her to launch a team against the emperor!
Intention: Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and desolate. I say that autumn is better than spring.