Consort of the Cold Palace, Don’t Look Back. Just Pretend I’m the Emperor

After transmigrating into the palace as the lowest-ranking guard in the Cold Palace, Xiao Chen had only one thought: survive. This godforsaken place was bone-chillingly cold. The disgraced consorts traded their bodies for a hot meal, while the previous guard had touched a consort and ended up with his entire family executed. Xiao Chen was so cautious he wouldn’t lay a finger on anyone, much less try to run. Even his monthly pay was squeezed dry by his captain. Thanks to the cultivation manual Longevity Art he got from sign-in, he used the extreme yin chill to cultivate and made the Cold Palace his own territory. The consorts who had once stood high above him began to orbit around him. But he had barely enjoyed a few peaceful days when he stumbled upon a secret that could get an entire clan wiped out: the deposed empress, Rong Ruoxi, was still a virgin. The new empress had to see her dead to secure her position. And Xiao Chen, now privy to the secret, became a target for assassination too. To stay alive, he had no choice but to build up his power step by step and protect the deposed empress as they fought their way out of the Cold Palace.