The more Song Yunzhao thought about it, the more she felt that things couldn't go on like this. It was the complete opposite of the book's plot.
At this point, the female lead should be the one charging into battle while she eats popcorn on the sidelines.
Why was it all backward?
Song Yunzhao furrowed her brow. She had no desire to be the Emperor's trash collector. Such tasks should be left to the female lead; a professional shouldn't let her skills go to waste.
As for her?
Song Yunzhao's eyes swept furtively over the Emperor. 'Isn't it tiring to fight with so many concubines?'
As long as she could win over the Emperor and give birth to a Prince, becoming the Empress was too difficult, but she could take a shortcut and aim for the position of Empress Dowager.
At this thought, everything became clear to Song Yunzhao.
In the book, the Emperor didn't have his first son until the grand finale. 'There's no wall that can't be undermined, only a hoe that doesn't work hard enough.'
