History's most artistically gifted thief travels back in time to the fourth year of Emperor Huizong's reign in the Northern Song Dynasty. As a servant in the Duke of Qi's mansion, Shen Ao is blissful. Knowledge changes destiny, IQ determines future. Everything else is fleeting; look at me, I can cover the sky with one hand. This is art, this is about taste. He forges the finest masterpieces, writes the most beautiful cursive script, and unconventionally follows the path of deception.

Modern-day martial arts prodigy Lin Yu, reincarnated as a Jinyiwei guard of the Xuanyu Dynasty, accidentally stumbles upon the young emperor Su Yao's daughter. Falling in love with her, he uses his wits and courage to eliminate treacherous villains, quell rebellions, expand his territory, and win over countless beauties, ultimately helping her become the eternal empress and becoming unrivaled himself.

[No time travel and rebirth] [Pure palace fighting] [The heroine is not tempted]

Jin Yue, the eldest daughter of the general's mansion, was chosen by the queen as a spy and married to the current crown prince as a concubine.

The moment she entered the Eastern Palace, she understood that there was only interest between her and Zhongli Jin, and there could not be the slightest bit of love between them.

After sixteen years in the deep palace, what remains is no longer the spoiled and willful legitimate daughter, but the mistress of the harem who has cut off all emotions and love and is obsessed with fame and fortune.

Mini-theater: When his time is up and Zhongli Jin is lying on his deathbed, he gazes at Jin Yue, whose face remains unchanged: "A hundred years from now, when you come to my side, I will slowly make it up to you."

Jin Yue was slightly startled, then smiled quietly: "If we can't love and understand each other in life, why should we be tied together after death?"

Zhongli Jin's fiery gaze instantly cooled. He stared at Jin Yue closely and said in surprise, "You are my queen. You should be buried with me after death."

Jin Yue whispered, "I don't want to."

"It was neither my own wish nor the Emperor's wish for me to enter the Eastern Palace. It was already a mistake, so why should I continue to make it after my death?"

"Let's part ways and live happily ever after."

Traveling to troubled times wasn't a stroke of lightning; it was their own choice. Some aspired to reign supreme, others to liberate the people from their plight, and still others, through their own strength, to prevent the final barbaric conquest of civilization and thus rewrite the history of the Chinese nation. Of course, others simply desired to have three wives and four concubines, and to lead a life of extreme decadence unattainable in this world. This group of ordinary people, divided and divided in their ambitions, possessed neither the body of a tiger, nor the aura of a tortoise, nor the props of mental retardation. Crammed together in a chaotic huddle on an old ship, they possessed only modern machinery, technology, and a myriad of theories. Carrying ambitions, dreams, and ideals unattainable in this world, these time travelers journeyed towards the chaotic world of the late Ming Dynasty. Their destination: Hainan.

Surrender! You can still live an independent life. I will never interfere in the internal affairs of a vassal state! Greece: Sounds great. We can't defeat them anyway, so surrender. The protagonist, receiving the reward notification, gives a satisfied hand...

After Lü Bu was hung by Cao Cao at White Gate Tower, he travelled to the end of the Qin dynasty. By chance, he was thrown into the camp of the Hegemon-King of Western Chu and helped him conquer north and south, compete for power, and unify the Central Plains.

–Lü Bu was disappointed to discover that although his death was laughable, compared to this person, he could still be regarded as someone sensible.

Jiang Ci and Li Chenglin had only met a few times, yet on the day Jiang Ci was sentenced to death, the always composed and dignified Princess Royal lost her cool for the first time. She risked the crime of treason by leading troops to storm the imperial prison, and in front of countless witnesses, she called Jiang Ci by her childhood name and pulled her into her embrace.

Only then did Jiang Ci realize: she had a face that Li Chenglin could never forget.

After being reborn, Jiang Ci proceeded with caution, deliberately drawing close to Li Chenglin.

She intended to use this face to confuse her, deceive her, seduce her. As long as she could achieve her goal, she didn’t care about being just a substitute.

She incited her to rebel and seize the throne—but when Li Chenglin insisted on making her Empress, Jiang Ci faked her death in an attempt to escape.

What she didn’t expect was that Li Chenglin would descend into madness, refusing to bury her, hugging her “corpse” to sleep every night, and whispering in her ear with near insanity:

> “A’Ci, since you’ve provoked me, don’t even think of escaping. Even in death, you will forever belong to me.”

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Reader Notes:

★ Alternate universe with mixed genres and personal worldbuilding. Please don’t take it as historically accurate.

★ The female lead is not actually a substitute—the misunderstanding is hers at the beginning.

★ The cover is a purchased design template, not exclusive artwork.

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Tags:

Power vs. power

Court and nobility

Chosen one

Woman disguised as a man

Serious drama

Main Character POV: Jiang Ci

Main Interaction: Li Chenglin

One-line Summary: This subject welcomes Her Royal Highness to ascend the throne.

Theme: Be a self that cannot be defined by others.

1. Cen Jing transmigrated into a book. The system promised that as long as she obediently completed her tasks, her parents and family would enjoy a life of ease and comfort. So, following the plot, she disguised herself as a man and climbed the ranks to become a high-ranking official, a villain in the eyes of the world, ultimately dying at the hands of the protagonist. Mission accomplished, the system retired, and she closed her eyes, preparing to face death. However, when she opened her eyes again, she found her soul had been placed in the body of a little girl who had recently died. —Before leaving, the system gave her a gift, allowing her to live freely for a...

In order to change the novel's ending, Su Yin transmigrated into the book to complete her mission—only to unintentionally discover that she was actually the "white moonlight" in everyone’s hearts.

A sickly, manipulative green-tea cousin, a younger black-bellied A-Jin, and an older childhood friend who had always silently protected her...

What’s going on? None of this was in the original story!

Genres: Younger love interest, yandere green-tea, time loops.

[A world of misery, villains all around / double lunatics + double heroines + no moral restraints + power over the court + tragic ending. Don’t be fooled by the title or the opening.]

In this world, there is no right or wrong—only people doing what must be done from their own position.

She once felt her heart stir, but it was only that—a fleeting feeling.

One plotted for a lifetime, yet died with hatred, her great vengeance unfulfilled.

The other lived unloved, forever stripped of freedom, trapped within the imperial city.

A deeply scheming, deranged Grand Tutor vs a black-bellied, peerless, deranged princess.

Qi Zhao Qian was a princess who could not see the light of day, raised in the cold palace since childhood, with no one caring whether she lived or died.

Within the imperial city, the bricks and tiles were cold—and so were human hearts.

Being bullied, cursed, and beaten was routine.

Often, her elder sister would step on her, grinding her into the dirt like worthless mud.

Until one day, a slender, elegant hand gripped her chin and leaned close to whisper by her ear:

“You are more suited to that throne than she is.”

In that moment, Qi Zhao Qian’s gaze fell upon the imperial throne—and upon the world itself.

A single imperial edict pulled her into the vortex. She understood what Yun Yu Bo’s words meant: that she was more obedient than the eldest princess, more suitable to be called a puppet, and far easier to control.

But she forgot—she was no caged bird. How could she resign herself to being a puppet for life, a powerless chess piece forever?

(Everyone said the eldest princess was destined to ascend the throne. But on that day, in wind and driving rain, all the court officials knelt in submission as Qi Zhao Qian walked into the great hall, step by step, carrying her elder sister’s head in her hand, and sat upon the dragon throne…)

“If my dear sister can sit on this throne, why can’t I?”