Gu Ci'an accidentally transmigrated into a book.
A palace-intrigue novel that was originally full of bloodshed was transformed by her into a cheerful retirement story.
She opened beauty salons in the harem, ran blind boxes, and made perfume.
She was having the time of her life and making a fortune.
Somehow, no one in the harem was scheming against anyone anymore. They were either on their way to Tinglan Hall or drinking tea, playing cards, doing beauty treatments, and snacking on melon seeds there.
Somehow, the emperor's study was no longer where the consorts gathered. Instead, they all flocked to Tinglan Hall.
Everyone began to realize something was off.
"Tell me, why do I feel like the ladies aren't that concerned about the emperor anymore? They're all going to compete for An Zhaoyi's attention instead."
One day, the emperor finally noticed something was wrong, too.
When he went to the imperial garden, he saw Gu Ci'an blindfolded, laughing and playing hide-and-seek with his consorts.
His forehead twitched with anger, and he couldn't help asking the fatal question: "Is this my harem, or hers?"
Beside him, Young General Huo watched with a smile, his features as gentle as a spring breeze.
Reader's Guide
* Don't overthink the details. There are lots of modern expressions, and the setting is entirely fictional.
* This is an old practice piece, and my writing skills aren't quite there yet, so please bear with me.
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