I had transmigrated into an unfavored consort in the imperial harem.
Before I could even process that, a line of blood-red text appeared in midair:
[Your identity as a transmigrator has been exposed. Run!]
What?
My life came first, so I immediately made a break for it.
But along the way, as I fled, I discovered something.
The palace matrons, eunuchs, guards, and even the consorts from every palace began joining in one after another.
Every single one of them claimed to be a transmigrator.
Had I stumbled into a whole nest of transmigrators or what?
After we crossed the final palace gate, the emperor, leading the Imperial Guard, had us surrounded on all sides.
The young ruler looked at me at the head of the group and let out a cold laugh. “Su Cairen, are you planning to rebel?”
I glanced back.
Good heavens. The runaway party behind me had nearly grown into an army!
