I’m the Harem-Intrigue Champion, and the Noble Heir Bows to Me

[Powerful, high-ranking heir × (fake) gentle, sweet little white flower] In my previous life, I was forced into the palace, where I bested every consort in the harem and eventually ascended to the throne. Only as I lay dying did I learn that I had merely been a stepping stone for the emperor to clear the way for his beloved. Meanwhile, my elder sister, though blessed with an excellent marriage match, looked down on the marquis’s household and failed to win the affection of the heir and his adopted son, ultimately becoming a discarded wife. Somehow, the two of us were reborn at the same time, and my sister was the one who proposed swapping our marriage matches!

On our wedding night, my utterly cold husband said in a chilly voice, “There’s no love between us, and I won’t touch you.” I raised my eyes slightly and answered meekly, “All right. I’ll do as you say, my lord.” The man opposite me froze. Seeing his expression, I curled my lips into a faint smile. Playing the poor, pitiful thing and pretending to be virtuous were what I did best… Life in the marquis’s household was simple and easy, and I didn’t have to spend every day scheming against the other women in the palace. As for my new husband? I only needed to help him get through his disability crisis and keep him alive. But little by little, that man, as cold as an exiled immortal, became the one clinging to me. Later, the emperor from my previous life was reborn too, and tried to take me into his harem… My cool and aloof husband held me tight in his arms, the corners of his eyes bloodshot. “Qin Jiuwei, you’re so good at scheming. Why didn’t you figure me into your plans too…?”