Twenty Years of Sign-In, and Now I Can Win by Doing Nothing

[Preorder: After the Cannon Fodder Prince Gained Infinite Rewind] Li Yan transmigrated into a mobile game about palace intrigue and a struggle for the throne, as the eleventh prince, who died in the Cold Palace right after being born prematurely. A cold palace, a premature birth, and poison from the start: his health bar was nearly empty when the game's sign-in System came online. [Ding! The Harem Sign-In System has been activated. Starter pack being issued: reward, health +10; Cold Palace map x1; beginner protection period, 3 minutes. Host, please sign in daily and complete System check-in tasks. Do your best to survive until you're 99.] From then on, the sickly eleventh prince, who could die at any moment, diligently signed in, checked in, and completed tasks, becoming the least noticeable person in the imperial palace. He took advantage of his poor health to lie down, cough up blood, play dead, and hit the triple combo. The other princes: What threat could the eleventh prince pose? It's already impressive that he's alive. The concubines: What threat could the eleventh prince pose? It'll be impressive if he makes it to adulthood. The emperor, obsessed with pitting his children against one another: What threat could the eleventh prince pose? You can fight and squabble, but don't accidentally hurt him. Come here, let Father hold you. And yet, after all his elder brothers were gone, he was still alive! He kept lying low until he was the last one standing... Many years later, as Li Yan sat atop the lofty throne that everyone had fought over, looking through the System panel at a jumble of rewards and a health bar that couldn't possibly be any fuller, he couldn't help sighing: At first, I only wanted to survive. P.S. The protagonist is a child in the early chapters, and there will be a romance after he comes of age. Don't read if that's not your thing. Screenshot taken on February 3, 2024 Preorder: After the Cannon Fodder Prince Gained Infinite Rewind Anyway, seventh prince Zhao Yan was in a panic. His mother's family was undistinguished, and her rank was low, yet she thought her son was a rare talent who could win the final succession struggle. So five-year-old Zhao Yan was sent to the Imperial Academy in a state of terror. Being a prince was worse than being an office drone: lamps burned late into the night, bells rang at dawn, and he had to study at the Imperial Academy before sunrise. Poetry, archery, and riding were all compulsory. Even when he finally got a day off, he had to appear before the old emperor to curry favor. Zhao Yan, who always ranked near the bottom and got mediocre grades, had even been called a bit slow by his teacher in his previous life. He was on the verge of tears. Perhaps Heaven took pity on him, because Zhao Yan could rewind his life infinitely. Say the wrong thing? Rewind. Don't understand poetry and songs? Rewind, rewind. Fail the riding and archery exam? Rewind, rewind, rewind. So on the day the princes were tested in archery and riding, the Great Chu Emperor tremblingly approved the same memorial thirty times. The Great Chu Emperor slammed down his brush in fury. Damn it, this is no way to live! It was bad enough that he kept inexplicably returning to the past. The memorial he'd just finished approving came right back! The morning court he'd just attended had to be held all over again! The concubine he'd just summoned was gazing at him with affection again... As diligent as he was, he'd be worked to death sooner or later. Principled about cutting himself some slack, he had absolutely no principles when it came to spoiling Zhao Yan. The other princes secretly accused him of favoritism. The emperor spread his hands helplessly. "What can I do? Little Seven is the best at making his father suffer!" -- Several years later. The civil and military officials couldn't understand how their wise and mighty sovereign had chosen the seventh prince, who was unremarkable in every way, to be emperor. They finally understood after the first morning court... Damn it, although the new emperor wasn't the smartest or most capable, the moment you disagreed with his proposal, all the officials were trapped in the Golden Hall, unable to do anything at all. Core theme: Love life