I had transmigrated over a decade ago, and my face-slapping counterattack System finally arrived, late as ever.
By then, I was already the Empress.
“Host,” the System said, “first mission: the maidservant slaps the young miss.”
I gazed at the young miss’s grave and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
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乌山鸿雪
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text
Chapters
8
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