After Disguising Myself as a Man, I Became the Star of the Imperial College

Qiu Xueya is hailed as the most versatile big shot in the city bureau, but she dies saving a teammate while arresting a criminal. Then she becomes a pitiful cross-dressing girl whom nobody saves when she hangs herself from a branch in the southeast, and who is mocked as useless. But she soon discovers that the pitiful girl did not take her own life: she was murdered, and her killer is right beside her. She must uncover the danger lurking at her side and shoulder the burden of restoring her family, but none of that is a problem. She can't understand why the original owner of this body made life so hard for herself. She's only pretending to be a man. Afraid of being a poor student? We have two thousand five hundred years' worth of poetry and literature from China's five thousand years of history. Afraid of being falsely accused of cheating? This is our specialty. We can prove our innocence in minutes and slap the villains in the face. If tradition says women can't rise to prominence, so what? Just put an obedient emperor on the throne and become the regent and chief minister yourself. Change the world, and if necessary, starting a rebellion isn't out of the question. In short, women must stand firm. Women can hold up half the sky. We must lead all women, from princes and nobles down to ordinary people, in standing up against oppression. It's just that the prince who dressed up as a “princess” is a bit hard to handle. He showed her no mercy when he attacked her back then, and now he still has the nerve to play the victim: “You promised to marry me!” Qiu Xueya: “I was blinded by shit. It doesn't count.” The real prince: “To accomplish great things, you need a puppet emperor. Hold the emperor hostage to control the feudal lords.” Qiu Xueya: “I can start a rebellion right now!” An all-around powerhouse X a black-bellied younger prince