A Salted Fish Transmigrates Into a Palace Intrigue Novel

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The Bewitching Woman, Give Me Back My King!

In an ensemble palace-intrigue drama full of stars, Xian Yu is just a supporting actress playing a cannon-fodder concubine who appears in fewer than three episodes.

So after she transmigrates into the original story, faced with the sparse plot details she knows, she feels utterly powerless and decides to lie flat.

The court and the harem are busy scheming. Wouldn't it be better to sprawl on a couch and watch the show? As for fighting for favor and power, she's too close to death to care.

But she never expected the original story to have been adapted for television beyond recognition. She clearly remembers that the emperor in the script was a gentle, smiling schemer, so why has she heard that the current emperor is a truly mad tyrant with a cruel nature?

Xian Yu: ? Who is this guy? I don't know him. Help! Don't come any closer. I'm too lazy to move.

Later, once she gets to know him, she accidentally puts the pieces together:

"He 'passed away' a while ago." The madman licks his lips and chuckles meaningfully. "Were you hoping for some other kind of intimacy?"

Xian Yu, who mistook him for someone else: !!!

#I kept calling you Your Highness, never realizing you were the emperor#

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Jing Meiren is a useless beauty in the imperial harem, dim-witted and slow, rarely venturing outside her own palace. She's neither talented nor clever, and aside from her face, she doesn't stand out among the concubines.

Only the emperor's confidants know that His Majesty visits Jing Meiren at night every so often.

Later, at a palace banquet, people from the court and the inner palace are astonished to see the old eunuch, who never smiles around the emperor, beaming with wrinkles as he moves every delicacy on the jade dishes before His Majesty over to Jing Meiren.

A laid-back triple-threat of "anything goes, it's fine, whatever" and a true lazy salted fish x a new emperor who is naturally indifferent, unpredictable, and a madman

Please note: This is a fictional setting, not a historical account. Please don't draw conclusions before learning the whole story.

Warnings:

- Short chapters and a slow pace. It's simple, but I will finish it!

- The male lead is inexperienced. This novel does not endorse winning by doing nothing.

- No need to announce if you're dropping the story. Please don't stir up trouble in the comments.

October 3, 2021!

Transmigrated as a Spy, Using My Beauty to Get My Way. ID: 7817763

Du Zhisi fails her tribulation and nearly reverts to her original form. Fortunately, she transmigrates into a mortal body, though it's that of a low-ranking spy.

She's being presented to the king who rules this land.

Du Zhisi: Great! Then I'll become queen.

"Wake up. The king has no interest in women."

Not long afterward...

The king becomes obsessed with women and neglects state affairs, rejects good advice, and leaves the borders vulnerable.

The ministers come to their senses as if from a dream: Bewitching woman, give us back our king! Give us back our king!

Meanwhile, Du Zhisi is busy holding her aching back: Don't come any closer!

On her first night of wanting to become queen, Du Zhisi nearly breaks her back.

On the second night, Du Zhisi thinks: Damn it. I was told this was a cold-blooded man who never showed women the slightest kindness. But he's so hot...

On the eighth night of wanting to become queen, Du Zhisi kicks the king right out of her bedchamber.

The man stands at the door, sneers, and pushes his way back in.

Then Du Zhiyao's delicate cry rings out from inside:

"Why doesn't your door have a bolt?!"

#A naughty little minx who can't help herself x a mighty king who will make her pay for it (crossed out) for real#

The Green Tea Young Lord Watches You Quietly. ID: 6541856

Lu Jiangnuan is a delicate young lady from a respectable family. Every gesture is graceful, with a charming smile and bright, beautiful eyes. She's so frail she seems boneless, and too weak to kill a chicken.

...But it's all an act!

She's been holding back for far too long. Life is so dull that she has to seize the occasional moment when no one is likely to notice and let off a little steam.

Which girl in the capital doesn't adore the Crown Prince, so elegant and pure as moonlight and wind?

One day, Lu Jiangnuan pretends to fight with her sisters over the Crown Prince, pulling at their hair.

A certain young lord happens to pass by and sighs, "If I were the Crown Prince, I would never make a young lady sit alone and cry~"

Lu Jiangnuan: ...? Those girls are crying because I clawed their faces. Did you seriously not notice, sir?

Cen Mian, heir to the Prince of Wei, is known as the Willow-Bending Sickly Crane. Aside from the frail constitution he's had since birth, he's also famed for his heavenly, otherworldly beauty.

Heaven is jealous of beautiful people. What a pity he has such a lovely face, when he might not even live to inherit the title.

Cen Mian used to think everyone in the world was boring, all scrambling for wealth and status, and that the immense riches within his reach were filthy beyond measure.

That is, until he discovered someone interesting.

The first time he saw her, he noticed how agile she was.

The second time, she put on an act as she clawed her sisters' faces.

The third time, she got drunk and accidentally fell into his lap...

That day, the Crown Prince invited Lu Jiangnuan to spend a private evening together among the flowers and moonlight.

The sickly young lord leans against the window of a painted boat. "You mustn't quarrel with the Crown Prince. He's a decent person, he just doesn't understand you at all~"

Lu Jiangnuan is tipsy: ? That makes sense. Still, the Crown Prince lost at finger-guessing. Shouldn't he be the one to drink to me?

The Crown Prince, left out: "..."

At first, Cen Mian only wanted to tease an interesting person in this unpredictable world.

Later, he calls her name again and again, yearning to be with her for all eternity.

"A secretly strong, fake-gentle little darling x a sickly, ethereal, green-tea beauty of a young lord"

Other: The male lead will suffer his comeuppance.

[Coming Soon]

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Theme: Treat power and wealth as dirt. "Let him be strong, while the gentle breeze brushes the mountain ridge."