My Emperor Brother-in-Law Drags Me to Court Daily to Gossip!

The Golden Imperial Hall was solemn and dignified. Emperor Yan, Nangong Yu, had a tightly furrowed brow. Yet, beside the dragon throne, a stunning young woman brazenly sat, munching on an apple—she was Dongfang Yuning, the "recovered" good-for-nothing legitimate second daughter of the Grand Tutor, and the Empress's younger sister.

Nangong Yu (tapping the imperial desk): "Ministry of War! Why is the northern army's pay so late?!" The Minister of War (legs trembling): "Your, Your Majesty, the journey is perilous..." Dongfang Yuning: [System! Bring on the juicy stuff!] Gossip System: [Ding! Gossip delivered! His sister-in-law ran off with the money to support her male companions! The ledger is hidden in... cough, the study's secret compartment, inside the third Analects of Confucius, whose cover is a 'Spring Palace Painting' (erotic art)!] All civil and military officials & imperial relatives (shaking with shock): "!!!"

The Crown Prince's nephew: "Empress Mother! His Imperial Father gets flustered in court without Auntie! She's more effective than the celestial bureau's turtle shells!" Nangong Yu (suddenly leaning close to Yuning, eyes glinting green): "Sister-in-law! Quick, My Consort Shu..." Dongfang Yuning: [Brother-in-law! Your head is so green, a horse could run on it! Consort Shu is faking pregnancy! Her belly is stuffed with cotton! And General Zhang, the evidence of his collusion with the enemy is sewn into his favorite leopard print underpants!] General Zhang (collapsing with a thud): "De... demoness spouting nonsense!" Nangong Yu (grabbing the imperial seal, making a mock throwing motion): "Silence! Slandering Our imperial 'Gossip Queen'? Guards! Investigate the 'Spring Palace Painting'! Strip off the leopard print pants! Little sister-in-law, bring two apples tomorrow, and We'll have them perform handstands while reporting their duties for you!"

From then on, the imperial court of Yan Kingdom had a peculiar style. The 'good-for-nothing' sister-in-law sat firmly in the central 'gossip-eating' position. Wherever her inner thoughts reached, the 'melon field' (gossip) would collapse, and evil spirits would resign overnight. The whole family & the Emperor: Spoil her! Must spoil her! How is she a good-for-nothing? A certain Prince: Brother Emperor, your little sister-in-law is quite something!