The Sickly Tyrant Exposed My Secret Identity

Ye Hanxiao feared nothing except dying. Back in the modern world, she lived on the first floor so she wouldn’t have to escape from a high-rise during an earthquake. She took the stairs to avoid elevator accidents. She never crossed against a red light, for fear of being hit by a car. She never expected to fall asleep and wake up inside an old-fashioned novel. On the surface, she was a low-ranking third-class palace maid in the Taiji Palace. In secret, she was a spy planted in the palace of the tyrant, the second male lead. Her job was to egg the heroine on to kill the tyrant, help the male lead seize the throne, and then die by her own hand as a tragic, expendable character. Before she could even start protecting her life, the tyrant began killing people, all because she’d plucked a few hairs from him. To save her own skin, she cut off her hair to prove her resolve and tricked him into sparing her. But from then on, her life took a humiliating turn, with one indignity after another. When the tyrant was in a bad mood, he made her jump into a pond over and over. When the tyrant suffered an unexpected heartbreak, he turned into a hairdresser and cut her hair. When the tyrant became locked in a loveless marriage, he made her kneel in punishment during a thunderstorm. After all these abuses, she was always longing to turn the tables and sing the song of the liberated serf.