Princess, Please Go Dark and Torture the Evil Tyrant

Dressed as a subjugated princess with a discarded body, Bailitian simply lay flat on her back - no matter how rolled she was, the bad luck was enough to make three jars of pickles. Unexpectedly, the flatter you lie down, the harder the work will be: The ancient sword spirit shed tears every day: "Using the body of a princess, how about restoring the country?" The IQ ceiling of the Prime Minister is knocking on the door every day: "You can also be a waste! We will push you to the top!" Even the ghosts on the graveyard played it on a loop late at night: "Aren't you angry when you were called a loser?" Bailitian covered his ears: "... Stop scolding, stop scolding, I can't do it again!" ——It's true that she is a waste, but she is a gold and diamond deluxe version of waste. Who dares to split the heaven and earth directly with the Seven Evils Sword in his left hand? The right hand is a life-saving treasure, but death means restarting the experience card every day. As for those nagging ghosts? Just in time to form a "recovering army from the underworld", who said she didn't have thousands of troops? When the whole continent laughs at her for showing off, the one in a hundred has used the vest of the number one genius in the three continents to fight her way back to the dynasty. On the throne, she lightly wiped the blade of her sword: "It's your attitude that's bad, it's an accident that's really bad." Before she finished speaking, someone broke down the palace door and locked her into his arms, with a trembling voice: "The restoration of the country was successful... Can we remarry now?"