Why Is Everyone Coveting Her Majesty the Queen?

[Rehab Fic, Updates Whenever Inspiration Strikes]

[A Face-Con’s Love Triangle Hell with a Bunch of Handsome Men]

The System gives Fu Ying three transmigration storylines:

1. The CEO’s Contract Sweetheart

2. The Resilient Poor Student at an Elite School

3. The Supreme Queen of Another World

Fu Ying: No more wage-slaving, no more corporate drudgery! I! Want! To! Be! A! Queen!

Though she now has the identity of a female protagonist, she seriously underestimated the standards of beauty in this other world: spider people with eyes all over their bodies, bird people who can’t see with both eyes at once, muscular uncles with tiger heads and human bodies...

Life here isn’t wonderful in the slightest. Her sanity points are dropping every second.

Ahhh, only beautiful faces can soothe her wounded soul!

Fortunately, there are still a few beauties in this world.

Beauty No. 1: The Imperial Preceptor, outwardly gentle and patient but actually cold and obsessive, and her blind older brother.

Beauty No. 2: The eccentric, cold-hearted general with an overwhelming possessive streak, and his younger brother, her sworn enemy.

Beauty No. 3: The aloof, righteous cross-dressing master with a dark side, from an opposing faction.

Beauty No. 4: Her gloomy, self-effacing, hopelessly lovesick lackey, the little slave she picked up.

She welcomes them all with a! smile!

She’s determined to take them all! into! her! arms!

...Wait?

Other than their good looks, wasn’t there something a little off about how she just described them...?

*

“You... you like this face of mine... So, if you tell me to smile, I’ll smile. If you tell me to cry, I’ll cry. If this face, if doing this can make you stay...”

Someone grabbed her wrist.

His voice was so humble, yet his hands wound around her like vines, tightening more and more.

Moral: Still thinking