Xueli, a snake demon who had been cultivating diligently in the deep mountains for 500 years, was caught by a passing system just as she was barely surviving a lightning tribulation. She then sough...
Sherry concealed the surprise in her eyes and asked, "And who is she?"
"Meow?" The long-haired cat instantly felt utterly hopeless.
Lying there, he looked like a pancake.
"Should I beat you up or what?" Sherry continued to threaten.
The cat let out a long sigh.
"We're partners, you're a fairy, and I'll take you to the small world to earn dragon energy and merit. We're about to set off, are you in?"
System Meow felt that it couldn't be explained in just a few words, and guessed that Sherry would remember it soon.
So I didn't say anything more!
Sydney can sense its emotions.
There were sighs and helplessness, but no tension or urgency.
So Sherry nodded in agreement.
Putting aside everything else, the allure of merit to demons is self-evident.
Xue Li leisurely ate fruit and shopped in the system's online store.
Then, in the blink of an eye, everything changed.
"A bunch of good-for-nothings!" Accompanied by a clear male voice, the lackeys on the ground all knelt down.
A figure in bright yellow left with his hands behind his back, only unconsciously coughing as he walked.
Sherry's eyes darted around, but she didn't say anything.
Although she didn't want to kneel, she had to go with the flow, right?
"Sister Lan, do you know what happened?" A pretty girl in pink quietly approached from the side.
Sherry shook her head.
That damn cat said it had a script or memories?!
Sherry cursed inwardly, but she wasn't in a hurry.
A strange intuition told me that this state wouldn't last long.
Don't ask, it's just a weird habit!
Her status is probably not high, so she should just follow the lead of the people in front of her.
"Alright, His Majesty is busy with state affairs. My sisters, stay in your palaces and transcribe scriptures to pray for the Qing Dynasty!"
A woman in a bright yellow robe was speaking.
She was young, but had a dignified demeanor.
The servants who served them were very attentive.
"Yes!" the crowd replied in soft voices.
While Sherry was still pondering which direction to take, the pretty girl in pink grabbed her hand and approached her with a beaming smile.
"Sister Lan, we're on the same path, let's walk together!"
Sherry nodded, while the pretty girl continued talking to herself.
"Sigh, that's fate. We entered the palace in the same year, and one of them became the Empress. Sigh..."
As the pretty girl in pink spoke, the servant beside her turned pale with fright.
Unfortunately, one of their masters was outspoken and the other was rather dim-witted.
Seeing the pale faces of the servants, Shirley blurted out, "It is the will of the people that Her Majesty the Empress should become Empress."
“Yes, yes…” The maidservant of the pretty girl in pink hurriedly tugged at her robe.
The little beauty pouted: "Yes, yes."
Following the familiar scent, Sherry returned to the residence of this body: the rear hall of Chuxiu Palace.
Sherry sat there rubbing her head, deep in thought.
"Great Demon, I'll send you the information!" the cat suddenly said and then disappeared.
Sherry glanced at it twice and immediately started to complain: "I'm not doing it!"
"What the heck?!"
"I won't do it. Tell me the truth, are you encouraging me to sacrifice human lives to the heavens in the small world?"
The more Sherry thought about it, the more she realized it made sense.
This country cannot be said to be in ruins, but it is not far off.
What can she even do? Honestly!
"You're quite the powerful demon, you were even an empress!"
"Really? You must have done it once and don't want to do it again." Sherry was quick-witted.
The cat froze for a moment, then subtly tempted, "Your merit points have increased several times over!"
Sherry ignored her and slowly flipped through the first half of the original owner's life that had been revealed.
The original owner, Yehenara Xingzhen, had a historically renowned title: Empress Dowager Cixi.
She was the woman who couldn't control foreigners but could control ordinary people.
It was winter of the second year of the Xianfeng Emperor's reign.
The beautiful but loose-lipped woman was Consort Li, who entered the palace at the same time as her.
The empress they were talking about was the later Empress Dowager Cixi.
She was selected for the imperial concubine selection in February, conferred the title of Consort Zhen in April, promoted to Imperial Noble Consort Zhen in May, was nominated as Empress in June, and was officially crowned Empress in October.
Whether it was genuine favor or not, at this moment, the Empress truly enjoyed a unique honor.
This speed of promotion is truly unique.
It's a pity that Emperor Xianfeng's first wife died in the same year as the late emperor.
but……
Sherry thought of the original owner's name and the title she had as the empress.
Did they have a grudge?
Before Sherry could even confirm, she learned that the little palace maid serving her, Mingyu, had been slapped in the face.
It is said that she went to the Imperial Household Department to collect something and was punished for speaking recklessly.
After Shirley left, she coldly watched the eunuchs and maids leave with their heads held high.
In another courtyard, Consort Li was trembling with fear.
Sherry smiled and applied some ointment to Mingyu's face.
Then, out of sheer boredom, I set up the network.
If you can't avoid it, then fight it!
However, upon returning to Zhongcui Palace to report for duty, he still acted playfully towards the Empress.
How did they teach the unruly Consort Lan a lesson?
When the Empress heard that she had hit Xue Li's personal maid, her expression froze slightly, and her face visibly turned pale.
Shuxiang was still gloating when she gradually realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
"Go down and think about where you went wrong!" After saying this, the Empress returned to her study alone.
Shuxiang followed the nanny out with a blank expression.
"As the old saying goes, you have to consider the owner before you beat a dog! You're causing trouble for your master!" The old woman tapped her forehead, but she wasn't angry.
Shuxiang wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction: "Who told her to spout such nonsense and dare to call herself by that name..."
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