Weight Exchange System: The Fat Girl’s Comeback Plan

【An entertainment industry novel, chronicling the female lead’s journey through showbiz.】

【No slacking, no meltdowns, no dating shows, no livestreams. She acts with dedication, films ...

Chapter 119 There's no limit to how ridiculous things can get (2/2)

The empress, dressed in elaborate makeup and deep robes, slowly walked up the high platform under the watchful eyes of her courtiers.

With three cracks of the whip, as the Empress reached out and grabbed the last whip, Sun Xiaoxiao clearly heard her father utter a surprised and vulgar exclamation!

Hsu Kuan-Chun, the CEO of Kuan-Chun Century, was drinking tea when he saw this scene and accidentally bit his cheek.

In the crew of "Xiao Feng Que", Li Yi couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Shang Ye Chu, who was sitting not far away.

Kona murmured, "This is much better than Liao Lishuai."

When the Empress wrote the word "朕" (Zhen, meaning "I, the Emperor") on the imperial edict, gasps of varying sizes rose from every family across the country watching "The Tale of Yun Qing"!

In the scene, after rising from his seat, the veteran minister Wu Zhi gazes at the new emperor with a complex expression. A hint of familiar nostalgia flashes across his aged, cloudy eyes.

He muttered, "Those old guys...maybe did something stupid..."

The new emperor sat back on his dragon throne, looking down at his assembled ministers. A magnificent and opulent melody immediately followed:

"Sweet springs flow abundantly, and auspicious clouds fill the sky."

May the emperor live ten thousand years, and may the people forever rely on him.

"..."

Accompanied by a majestic and powerful melody, the camera zooms out further and further, reducing the new emperor and his officials to tiny dots, leaving only blurred patches of color as the magnificent palace. An indescribable sense of desolation and grandeur spreads throughout the scene.

The majestic harmonies continued to play, while the end credits slowly flowed up from the bottom:

screenwriter:

Ampoule Cheng Shao Chen Xiaoqing... Su Ge Ye Chu Zheng Bohan (in alphabetical order by last name)

The screenwriter's name alone took up an entire page of the credits. It was impossible for viewers in front of the television not to notice it. Next came the director's and actors' names. Even after all the cast and crew had been listed, Sun Xiaoxiao and her family were still in a daze.

Is that all?

It feels like something's missing.

Before Mom could even pick up the remote to change the channel, the screen suddenly flickered again.

A figure appeared in the scene. It was Princess Pingzhao—now she should be called the new emperor.

The new emperor was sitting at his desk reviewing memorials. He drew a circle lightly on the paper with his vermilion brush.

Before the new emperor, an official was speaking eloquently:

"According to the law, former Grand Eunuch Cui, along with palace maids Zheng Cui'er and Chen Xiuxiang, should be executed by slow slicing. Their crime of treason is so serious that even if they were to die ten thousand times, it would not be enough... Your Majesty, I have submitted a memorial for your perusal."

The new emperor turned to the memorial handed to him by an official. The camera gave a close-up of the memorial, allowing the audience to see its general contents: eight palace maids and an old eunuch from the emperor's side had committed regicide, and the emperor was asking whether they should be executed by slow slicing. If so, when? If not, what punishment should be given?

The emperor raised his eyebrows and glanced at the official, who responded with a lowered and tactful gesture.

The emperor's lips twitched slightly, it was impossible to tell whether it was a sneer or a smile. She picked up the vermilion pen and gently wrote a few words on the memorial.

As she was writing, the camera zoomed out again, and Sun Xiaoxiao's family craned their necks to see what she was writing, but they couldn't see anything.

The emperor's vermilion brush moved with great flourish, finally stopping with a slight hook.

Finished writing?

Sun Xiaoxiao's family craned their necks again, waiting to see what the emperor wrote.

The next second, the television suddenly went dark, and three large characters appeared in the center of the screen:

The End

Sun Xiaoxiao's family: ? ? ?

Viewers across the internet: ? ? ?