The Foodie Imperial Consort's Guide to Self-Cultivation

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry the overlooked, un favored prince. After he became emperor, the imperial harem was crammed with daughters of powerful ministers. Just looking at them was an eyesore, and being around them was a nuisance. He felt as though he were sullying his own imperial body whenever he favored one of them. He decided to bring a fiery, arrogant, domineering, jealous woman into the palace and have her send all that trash to the Cold Palace. Song Yun Zhao had transmigrated to ancient times fourteen years ago. She had kept her head down and quietly built up her strength, waiting for the story to begin. Then she planned to become a domineering, fiery, jealous villainess, get eliminated from the selection, and choose a husband so she could live happily ever after. Later, Song Yun Zhao looked at His Majesty, who was smiling at her with indulgent affection, as he said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yun Zhao felt that something was terribly wrong. Her feet turned cold. The emperor wore a tender smile, but his eyes were icy. He clearly wanted to use her as a weapon!