After Wooing the Cold Crown Prince, the Fake Noblewoman Became Emperor

[1vN + Taking by Force + Rivalry and a Harem Showdown + Villainess Scheming for Power]

Wei Yuan was born bewitchingly beautiful. Though she could barely recognize a single character, she was determined to climb the social ladder.

When her legitimate elder sister, the Crown Princess, forced her to act as a surrogate, Wei Yuan obediently played the part and curried favor, then went on to ask the Crown Prince for a title.

Her sister sneered at this lowborn concubine for deluding herself, never realizing that the ascetic Crown Prince had already had a taste of her and was utterly besotted.

The world reviled her as the seductive concubine who had thrown the Eastern Palace into chaos.

Yet this soft, alluring concubine made all the capital's powerful men burn with desire.

The sinister Ninth Thousand-Year Lord, whose power overshadowed the court, went mad for her, using every means to lure her into his bed night after night.

The dashing young general begged for her love, wagging his tail.

The noble and aloof Chief Councilor kept a straight face as he begged to sleep with her.

The rakish heir offered himself as her lover, kneeling and pleading for a place at her side.

One after another, the powerful men kissed her, openly competing and secretly scheming to claim her.

The Crown Prince: “...You really enjoy kissing my concubine, don't you?”

They thought Wei Yuan was timid, greedy, and easy to control.

It was only when they had fought each other to the point of mutual ruin that they realized the truth.

She had already climbed over them to seize power and ascend to its very peak.

“As long as you dare, you can become the envy of every noblewoman in the capital.”

Wei Yuan certainly dared.

All she had to do was pretend to be a noblewoman.

She was just a beggar, a death-row convict wanted throughout the city.

A criminal woman who had crawled out of the mud lacked nothing in ambition.

Her biological father said she was born to be used and toyed with.

But she refused to believe in fate.

If Heaven did not love her, she would defy it.

She would climb the social ladder, kill the emperor, seize power, and rise straight to the top.

[Bewitching, timid little schemer vs. devoted, jealous Ninth Thousand-Year Lord / obsessive, sickly Crown Prince / restrained, devoted Chief Councilor / cunning nemesis...]