Chapter 1

Chapter 1

In the three years I spent fighting at Xiao Quan’s side to conquer the realm, he took four concubines.

Last night should have made five.

But I didn’t attend the wedding feast.

So Xiao Quan decided I must be harboring resentment toward him.

After all, I had never gotten along with his concubines.

Xiao Quan and I were both born into military families. We grew up together, childhood sweethearts who promised each other forever. He once swore to me that the day he claimed the world would be the day we married.

Which meant that no matter what I did, his women would target me. To the point that, on top of plotting our grand ambitions, I still had to deal with their petty little schemes.

Tonight, after drinking, Xiao Quan suddenly barged into my room, determined to explain to me the reasoning behind taking concubines.

I was, admittedly, curious what reasoning there could possibly be.

Xiao Quan stared at me and said solemnly, “The truth is, I’m a transmigrator into a book.”

I froze.

In my head, I was thinking: What a coincidence. So am I.

Xiao Quan said, “The truth is, I’m the male lead of a male-oriented novel, so what I’m collecting isn’t a harem. It’s the support of various factions.”

I fell silent.

Who told him this was a male-oriented novel?

This was clearly my Mary Sue, universally adored, female-oriented power fantasy.

With the same solemnity, I said, “The truth is, I’m the female lead of a female-oriented novel, so all your various factions are hopelessly in love with me.”

Xiao Quan said I was joking.

I let out a sinister cackle. “You got me, I was joking. The truth is, they’ve already had me.”

The moment the words left my mouth, Xiao Quan stared at me in confusion, stunned.

I froze too.

Damn it. How did I say what I was thinking out loud?

When Xiao Quan saw the regret on my face, his tense expression relaxed again.

“Ah Yin, why bother acting tough? Even if I can’t have only you, that doesn’t stop you from liking me.”

This brat really never let himself lose out on anything.

Xiao Quan had only grown more confident over the past two years. I could barely keep up with the speed at which his confidence expanded.

But to be fair, he had reason to be confident.

Whether in terms of background or looks, Xiao Quan was top tier.

In this chaotic age of war, he had taken city after city without a single defeat, sweeping aside all opposition.

And along Xiao Quan’s path to power, women kept favoring him, causing him to build a harem all the way up.

He had transmigrated into this book and believed he was the protagonist of a male-oriented novel.

Because his character setup was just that overpowered.

But in truth, he had gotten it wrong. He was the male lead of a female-oriented novel.

An existence even more overpowered than a male-oriented protagonist.