Jiang Xian, the ultimate corporate overachiever at a top tech company, transmigrated.

Before transmigrating, she had just sought help from a doctor for her anxiety: "I feel sick if I don't work overtime for a day, and I can't breathe properly if I take a day off. What should I do?"

A friend asked: "Is your illness contagious? Come stay at my company for a while, and spread it around!"

After transmigrating, she arrived in the slow-paced harem, where everyone was idle. 

She was going crazy from the lack of work!

So she, without a second thought, started hustling like her life depended on it.

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An anonymous concubine: In November, when the snow was heaviest in the Capital, Jiang Daying danced in the Plum Garden every single day! Good heavens, is it necessary to work yourself to death? Vying for favor is not something we, on our measly salary, should worry about.

So that same year, Jiang Daying was promoted to the rank of Beauty, while she was still a lowly concubine.

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Later, it was rumored that Consort Jiang had a bad relationship with her stepmother. After her stepmother gave birth to a son and came to the palace for an audience, the Lady gifted her a fifteen-character calligraphy piece to be hung over her step-brother's bed—Four thousand three hundred and seventy days until the imperial examination.

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When it comes to making her presence known to the boss, Jiang Xian is a professional.
Have you ever seen the harem at 3 AM?
The concubines wake up at five, she at three:
While the concubines were admiring flowers, gazing at the moon, watching plays, and gossiping, she was practicing dancing, singing, and her instruments, meticulously studying the big boss's preferences. Excelling in both professional skills and flattery, Jiang Xian believed that if she continued to roll like this, the boss would surely think of her first for promotions and raises.
And the Emperor had seen countless methods of vying for favor.
Yet, he truly only remembered Jiang Xian—
This woman is so deeply in love with me!

Noble Princess Consort Rong's breath caught in her throat.


Jiang Xian leaned into the Emperor's embrace, her foxy eyes lifting to look at her delicately. Her expression was one of perfectly calibrated fear; she even squeezed out a single teardrop, which glittered like a crushed diamond in the sunlight. The Emperor stood nearly six-foot-three, and looking down, her small, pointed face seemed all the more pitiable and endearing.


It was a girlish, lilting voice that seemed to twist and turn.


Noble Princess Consort Rong never thought she would experience a wave of nausea, not because she was pregnant with the Emperor's child, but because of another concubine.


'Did she really need to shrink back like that?'


'Her tone and body language are completely absurd!'


'Her title shouldn't be Shu Changzai, but Phony Changzai. She's just so good at faking it!'


Chapter 29 - Chapter 29: Squeaky Changzai