I Want to Be Emperor Too

The dynasty has fallen. The Black Armor Army and the Red Turban Army each control half the realm, and their forces meet at the imperial capital. The last emperor of the old dynasty rides out to surrender in a plain carriage drawn by white horses. The Prince of Chu, leader of the Red Turban Army, is triumphant. He pays no attention to the last emperor in white, and smiles at the beauty beside him. "A Xin, give me the Black Armor Army's tiger tally. I'll offer you the realm as your betrothal gift and make you empress." He speaks with absolute certainty. He sees no reason for Xu Xin to refuse. Given the state of affairs, she has to be empress. But he's already found perfect candidates for the four consorts, nine concubines, and twenty-seven court ladies! System: "Host! Say yes! Give him the tiger tally! Then all the fighting and scheming will be none of your concern. You can retire to the harem, become empress, fight for power, make buns, and have babies." Xu Xin: "..." Retire to the harem? Become empress? Fight for power? Xu Xin draws the sword at her waist and plunges it into the Prince of Chu's heart. "I'm sorry, but I want to be emperor too." #I didn't toil day and night, climb over ice and sleep in the snow, and stay ready for battle all these years just to go fight for power in the harem# #If I can be emperor, why would I be empress# [Reader Advisory] This is a quick transmigration story featuring a tough, no-nonsense woman focused on her career. She has no interest in fighting with the other women in the harem or household. Usually, she just goes straight after the source of all that scheming. If that's not your thing, please don't read. Theme: A good life comes from your own hard work.