When Big Me and Bestie Double Transmigrate into a BE Palace Struggle Drama

【In a palace struggle drama filled with deception and danger at every turn, how many episodes could you possibly survive?】

Qi Nian'an didn't care, because she was just a super idol making a fortune. Immediately after, she transmigrated into the all-BE script she was holding.

Her role is a spy from an enemy nation, sent into the deep palace with the intent to approach, but she's tricked by the Emperor and exposed, leading to a tragic end.

Qi Nian'an doesn't want to die miserably. Her quality of life requirements aren't high either: just piles of gold and jewels, power, fame, reverence from thousands, and the Emperor's favor.

Demon Concubine's Secret Manual, Rule 1: Deny everything.

What should you do when someone publicly accuses you of being a spy and presents evidence one by one? Smash them with mud until they shut up.

# “Clear my name!!!”

# “Your Majesty, concubine didn't mean to, the mud bit my hand.”

# “Colluding with foreign enemies? Oh, they were so charmed by my beauty they defected.”

Demon Concubine's Secret Manual, Rule 2: Stick to the powerful.

Rumor has it that a former Imperial Consort within the palace is deeply rooted, with her family's influence controlling the court.

This powerful figure is great, truly great – embrace her!

When she looked up, she met the extremely familiar face of her best friend.

# “What? Palace struggle? We don't need an actress best friend when she's the embodiment of power.”

# “Mysterious, I've stumbled into a little trouble again.”

# “One word from me, and the Imperial Consort will make laws for me, granting me sole right of interpretation.”

Demon Concubine's Secret Manual, Final Rule: All eyes on me.

A grand banquet, the tinkling of ruby skirts, a slender waist.

She playfully leans forward, slipping under the light, moon-white veil. Looking into the man's deep, cold, abyss-like eyes, her slender fingertips boldly knead his thin lips.

Late at night, the Emperor severely punishes her boldness behind the curtain.

Liquids flow, warm air surrounds them, breaths mingle, and they are lost in an intimate embrace.

# “The Empress? Should I be her? I don't really want to, Your Majesty. Your insistence makes it very difficult for me.”

# “I'm just breathing; seducing you is your subjective interpretation.”

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“Imperial Consort, Consort An is singing strange songs in the Imperial Garden again. The Emperor is completely captivated!”

“The child is still young and full of energy, Consort Ling. Be more tolerant.”

“Imperial Consort, I saw it with my own eyes, Consort Gui is meeting a guard over the wall. She's a spy, Your Highness! Please don't be deceived!”

“It's just a bit of fun between lovers, Consort. You're overthinking it.”

# “Mysterious, I'm telling you, I saw your nephew fighting with Consort Jia, they have a thing going on.”

# “Holy crap, the Emperor is huge.”

# “Mysterious, are you going to the hunting grounds? If you don't go, neither will I.”

# “It seems there's a rebellion outside… Never mind, let me continue telling you about that Consort Yi…”