Lady Zhaoyi Is Trying to Get Herself Killed Again Today

Su Wan transmigrated into a book. The System told her that if the emperor personally killed her, she could go home. Overjoyed, she thought it would be easy. On the day of the selection, she pointed at the emperor and insulted his ugly dragon robe. The whole palace waited for her to lose her head. The emperor smiled and made her a Zhaoyi. Su Wan: "..." She decided to step things up. Poisoning him, climbing walls, giving him a cuckold's hat, keeping male companions, framing ministers. She did every terrible thing she could think of. And for every one, the emperor rewarded her with even more gifts. Su Wan broke down: "Why won't you kill me already?" The emperor smiled at her. "You're pretty entertaining when you curse people." System: "Host, your progress is still at zero." Su Wan: "..." The three-month deadline ticked closer by the day. The self-destructive Zhaoyi, the emperor who couldn't be cured, and the System on the verge of collapse. And then Su Wan gradually realized that the emperor seemed to be hiding something she didn't know.