When I woke up, I became the concubine who was the tyrant's tool for making love.
System: Let the tyrant's heart beat +1 every day, otherwise he will die suddenly!
Me: ... The tyrant wants to kill me again today?
Tyrant (black face): Shut up and come over and rub my legs.
(From "seeking for survival every day" to "begging for pampering every day", who is the real doting wife?)
Purpose: True love can melt cold paranoia, and mutual redemption can ultimately lead to perfection.