Setting: The emperor can be male or female. "Imperial prince" refers to the emperor's child, regardless of gender.
They say the Imperial Grandson Xie Zhao was gifted with a heroic spirit from a young age, clever and precocious, and already remarkable as a child. Deeply cherished by the emperor, he was treated as the imperial family's precious treasure. Unfortunately, he went missing after a single careless mishap, shaking the entire court.
Before Lin Chen learned she was Xie Zhao: greedy and avaricious, consumed by ambition, she saw a corrupt official and only wished to join their ranks. When corrupt officials ate meat, she ate vegetables; when they ate rice, she drank the broth. As long as the money was right, there was nothing she wouldn't do.
After learning she was Xie Zhao: What? I'm the imperial prince Xie Zhao? In that case, I shall root out corruption. No filth shall stain my empire.
Later, the story changed. Crown Prince Xie Zhao held power and commanded a vast army. The emperor had no choice but to appoint him, and no choice but to support him.
Irreverent blurb 1:
[System task: Love always begins with a soul-deep exchange. Leave the target with an unforgettable impression.]
In the pouring rain, Lu Jingzhi lifted the hem of his robe and knelt on the stone steps, crawling upward one step at a time on his knees.
His hair hung wetly at either side of his face, but his back remained ramrod straight. Holding up his robe with one hand, he stared directly at Xie Zhao, his gaze disrespectful enough to show open contempt for the sovereign.
Xie Zhao wasn't annoyed. In fact, he found it very amusing, watching with a playful smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
How could this not be an unforgettable impression?
Irreverent blurb 2:
Number 0813 was bound to a troublemaker.
The System Administration Bureau advised it to pay to make the problem go away and hurry up and sever the bond.
0813 didn't take them seriously.
What kind of troublemaker hadn't it seen? Under its watch, tigers had to lie low and dragons had to keep their heads down.
This one wasn't so bad. Her attitude left much to be desired, but she was still fairly obedient.
With swords drawn in the court, 0813 issued a cold command.
[Pick a side and make your position clear. This will reduce the male lead's wariness of you.]
But this time, its usually obedient Host did nothing.
Impatient, it sent an electric shock through her, watching her fingers tremble slightly.
"System, that's the imperial throne."
0813 didn't understand. The current kept flowing, and as it watched the ends of its Host's hair lift ever so slightly, it heard her continue.
Her voice was restrained, yet brimming with desire.
"Who wouldn't want to sit on it?"
Theme: May she be unyielding, may she soar, may she look down on the world from the peak of the mountains.
