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Wei Ying arrives at the palace with a system for palace intrigue, her goal being to become the most unforgettable person in the emperor’s heart.
However, the emperor’s heart already belongs to a beloved late queen. So, Wei Ying sets her sights on the emperor’s harem instead.
Consort Xian is gentle and virtuous, and loves to read romance novels. Wei Ying joins her under the covers to sneak-read a book.
Noble Consort is fiery and alluring, and loves to practice martial arts. Wei Ying accompanies her on horseback across the grasslands, hunting with a bow and arrow.
The Empress is dignified and reserved, and holds sway over the entire palace. Wei Ying uses her expert ventriloquism to make the Empress laugh until she falls into her arms.
As a result: Consort Xian: “Sister, come to my palace today. I’ve made your favorite almond tofu.” Noble Consort: “Yingying, let’s go horseback riding together!” Empress: “The plum blossoms are in full bloom in the imperial garden. Yingying, would you like to see them?”
The system is shocked: “This is supposed to be proper palace intrigue! Why are you increasing the consorts’ favorability ratings?”
Wei Ying: “Isn’t palace intrigue about getting the consorts to scheme against each other over me? If I steal the emperor’s entire harem, won’t he be absolutely unforgettable?”
The system: “You’re so shameless.”
When Yunshao was young and powerless, she fell in love with someone. That person was the bright moon in the sky and the cinnabar mark on her heart.
Six years after losing her love, the frail young emperor has grown into a tyrannical monarch, and she has finally found her lost-and-found love. Then, she discovers… this moonlight has turned black? She accompanies the Empress to appreciate flowers and the moon, goes horseback riding with the Noble Consort, and drinks tea with Consort Xian—but she refuses to turn around and look at Yunshao.
The jealous monarch pins the girl against a wall: “You’ve stolen my harem? How about you pay for it with yourself?”
The girl would rather die than comply: “Pah! I like women!”
Yunshao unties her golden coronet, her ink-black hair cascading down, her exquisite eyebrows and eyes reflecting deep affection: “I knew you liked women, so I didn’t hold back.”
