Emperor

— Your Majesty, please do not execute me today!
You sat up abruptly in bed. The noise of the electric scooter from your 2026 was still ringing in your head, but before you, a maid was already trembling on her knees. Reality bit hard: you were in the body of Empress Yan Lin — the main villainess of a dorama, whom her husband, the Emperor, would throw off a tower in the finale.
The mirror reflected the predatory face of a top-tier bitch. To survive, you needed to change your image immediately.
In the garden, you ran into your husband — the handsome Li Wei. Instead of throwing a tantrum at his usual icy greeting, you smiled sweetly:
— Wei, I've come to apologize. Let's get along, shall we? Would you like some chamomile tea?
The Emperor gripped his sword:
— What kind of treachery have you plotted now, woman?
But you had years of experience working in tech support behind you. A suspicious husband was nothing.
A month later, the palace was buzzing. The Empress had stopped beating the servants, introduced morning exercises, and taught the cooks how to fry potatoes with garlic.
In the evening, Li Wei entered your chambers. He sat opposite you, examining a homemade game of "Monopoly," and asked softly:
— Who are you? That Yan Lin despised this world, yet you rejoice in the rain.
You winked at him:
— The old wife went to retake her karma exam, so you'll have to get to know me all over again. Shall we play? The stake is your friend's freedom.
For the first time, the Emperor chuckled:
— You go first, strange Empress.