I Never Really Meant to Become Emperor [Western Fantasy]

[Starting from Chapter 27, this story entered VIP on January 7, 2021. Thank you all for your continued support. I hope you'll keep supporting it.] As a newly appointed intern at the Time-Space Bureau, Miao Jia's first assignment was to play the protagonist's cannon-fodder villain of a younger brother, repeatedly flirting with death until he met his glorious end. Miao Jia looked over the file in his hands. His older brother was the first heir to the Samantha Empire, a peerless SSS-rank genius of his era, undefeated in battle and destined to conquer and unite the entire continent. Then he looked at the body he had possessed: an oddity among the royal family, gloomy and withdrawn, vicious and greedy, disliked by everyone, and possessing a mere A-rank talent. Miao Jia: Isn't this a perfect start? I'll get full marks in this role. I was born to be cannon fodder! But after he enthusiastically put his plans into action... Loyal dragon: Waaah, Miao Miao is so kind! I have to protect Miao Miao! Make a soul-bond with me, Miao Miao! Miao Jia: M-my performance review... Obsessive general: Use me, Miao Jia. I'll be your sharpest sword. Miao Jia: M-my work performance... Ailing imperial uncle: You have more of a king's potential than your brother. I'll support you. Miao Jia: Even you? M-my year-end bonus... In the end... War god protagonist: Muir, I'm counting on you to take care of Samantha. Miao Jia nearly cried on the spot. "Wait, big brother, I was only pretending! I never really wanted to fight you for the throne!" . Beloved by all. Everyone → Miao Jia → work No incest plot!!! Repeat after me: no incest plot!!! There is a designated pairing, 1v1. The couple have no blood relation or legal family relationship. Their pairing will be marked when they appear. This is not a stock-picking story. . Coming soon: I Originally Wanted to Be a Tyrant. Please add it to your reading list QAQ Overnight, Shen Changjun was thrust onto the throne. He knew he was nothing more than a lucky mascot symbolizing royal authority. He didn't care. Come on, what was wrong with a life of fine food and clothes, indulging in pleasure every day? Whoever wanted to deal with those complicated, endless government affairs could do it. . Days of wine, women, and song went by. One day, Shen Changjun happened upon a Secretary of the Ministry of Rites who had been drugged. The young emperor simply thought it would be a shame for such a handsome man to be trapped in the mud and trampled by others. ...But he was a puppet emperor himself, so the only way he could save the man was through indirect means. . Shen Changjun told the Secretary of the Ministry of Rites, "Taking you into my harem isn't meant to humiliate you. The palace is the only little patch of land where I still have any say." The pale, frail man obediently saluted Shen Changjun as a consort in reply. . But from that day onward, the heavens' favored sons seemed to have been bewitched. One after another, they tumbled into Shen Changjun's arms like pearls falling from a broken string. Every day, the concubines' audience with the Empress looked even more like court than the court itself. Shen Changjun stumbled along, pulled by his beloved consorts, and gradually reclaimed the power he'd given away, becoming the true sovereign. . Shen Changjun, who originally wanted to slack off for his whole life but now stayed up late reading and reviewing memorials: ...Is something not quite right here? Theme: Even when trapped by the shackles of fate, people will always have a free spirit.