Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this insignificant and unfavored prince. After his ascension, the imperial harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials.
Looking at them hurt his eyes, and dealing with them was vexing. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own Dragon Body.
He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, and jealous personality to enter the palace and, on his behalf, cast all this trash into the Cold Palace.
Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, always developing cautiously and just trying to get by. She was waiting for the plot to begin so she could transform into an arrogant, fiery, and jealous villainess. Her plan was to fail the selection so she could choose a husband and live a carefree and happy life.
Later, Song Yunzhao looked at the emperor, who was smiling dotingly at her and said, “Zhaozhao, come here.” Song Yunzhao felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up her spine. The dog emperor had a gentle expression but cold eyes; he clearly wanted to use her as a weapon
