Feng Ruanyun never imagined that one day, as a secret agent, she would become the empress of a fictional world and compete with a gaggle of delicate consorts for the affection of a cold-faced emperor.
But forget fighting for favor. The scenario I'm in is clearly about staying alive.
First come assassination and poisoning, then scheming for power and seizing the throne.
Amid the treacherous turmoil of the imperial harem, she devises a whole set of rules for staying alive.
First and foremost, cozy up to the powerful:
"Auntie Empress Dowager, I personally went to pray for this talisman of safety for you. A master has blessed it, so it'll keep you safe and healthy for a hundred years."
Next, make your position clear:
"I swear, my father and I are really not close. His words and actions represent only himself."
Most importantly, make your attitude known:
"Sorry, I was born with a sensitivity to cold. I don't like ice cubes."
The cold-faced demon raised an eyebrow. "Oh, is that so? Guards, remove everyone's name plaques and leave only the empress's. It's too hot in midsummer. I need to cool the empress down."
Feng Ruanyun spat blood in outrage. "Damn you! You'll get what's coming to you!"
