The poisoned wine spilled onto the stone floor, emitting a sizzling sound and white bubbles.

Chu Jiujiu looked at the poisoned wine on the floor, unknowingly breaking into a cold sweat, clearly realizing that she was in this bloodthirsty book.

The wine cup fell to the ground, the other maids and eunuchs in the hall knelt down in terror, afraid of incurring their wrath.

Meanwhile, not far from Li Fang Dian, Concubine Li rushed forward, tears streaming down her face.

“My Lady, with Consort Rou’s methods, she’ll probably flay Xiaoyue alive!” Her personal maid cried anxiously, running alongside her, her voice carried by the wind.

Concubine Li was so frightened that she cried even harder, whimpering, she had never run so fast in her life.

She didn’t care if she might bump into Consort Rou, she pushed open the hall door and cried out sadly, “Xiaoyue…”

The maid kneeling on the ground turned her head unharmed.

Concubine Li’s cry caught in her throat.

Chu Jiujiu: “You came just in time, take your maid away.” She spoke decisively, as if afraid the other party would stay for a second longer.

Concubine Li: “???” Shocked to the point of silence, the suddenness caused an uncontrolled “Gah” sound to echo in the hall.

The silence was deafening.

Knowing that ancient women from wealthy families were usually shy, Chu Jiujiu looked to the sky, pretending she heard nothing.

Concubine Li, aware of her previous impropriety, stood there uneasily. Seeing that Xiaoyue on the ground was unharmed, she immediately bowed to Chu Jiujiu.

“This concubine thanks Your Grace, Consort Rou.”

A maid behind Concubine Li hurriedly got up from her kneeling position to help Xiaoyue, whose legs had gone numb.

The three of them hurried out of the hall.

Chu Jiujiu relaxed, as if she had just escaped death.

System: 【…Is something wrong?】

Chu Jiujiu stretched: 【Just tell me if I completed the task or not?】

System: “…”

Chu Jiujiu had just finished stretching when she saw her two personal maidservants secretly looking at her, so she quickly resumed her cold demeanor.

“They’re lucky,” she snorted coldly, taking small steps inside.

The personal maidservants who witnessed the whole thing: “…” It looked like you deliberately knocked over the wine cup.

In the hall, Chu Jiujiu sat on the couch, her jade-like fingers picking up a small pastry to eat. She didn’t know what kind of pastry it was, but it melted in her mouth, with a faint floral fragrance, delicious.

But the moment she thought of the plot in the original text, the pastry suddenly lost its appeal.

The reason she remembered this book so vividly was that it was a book filled almost entirely with villains.

She had been increasingly horrified as she read it. Almost everyone mentioned in the book had blood on their hands.

Even Concubine Li, who had just been mentioned, was forced to become evil. Before the end of the original story, she went on a killing spree, it was insane.

The female protagonist in the story rose from a concubine to the position of a noble consort. Chu Jiujiu thought she would be an exception, after all, she was the protagonist, but not long after, she was “killed” by the villainous emperor!!

The male protagonist in the story was also executed by the villainous emperor, and the two were buried together, leaving the court officials speechless, secretly cursing him: a complete madman!

When Chu Jiujiu finished reading, she was almost shocked. It was undeniably in line with her mental state.

At that time, she was still apprehensive, thinking: If she were in such a twisted palace, she probably wouldn’t live a day.

Who would have thought that after she died unexpectedly, she would be transported into this book.  How could a naive simpleton like her possibly outsmart these ancient people?

The two personal maidservants standing by watched her elegantly pick up one pastry after another and quickly stuff them into her mouth, her cheeks bulging…

The two personal maidservants: “???”

“Your Grace, eat slowly, don’t choke,” Xiaolan stepped forward and whispered to Chu Jiujiu.

The other maid, Xiaokui, quickly placed the tea beside Chu Jiujiu, so she could drink it whenever she needed.

Chu Jiujiu nodded and picked up the tea to drink. She had been distracted just now.  Oh well, better to live than to die.

The reason she called it a twisted palace was because the villainous emperor was a terrifying madman.

He treated the entire palace as a killing game. No matter how the concubines fought each other, he not only ignored it but would occasionally raise the status of the rising concubines.

Moreover, as the emperor, he never touched any of the concubines in the palace. No matter how stunningly beautiful a concubine was, the villainous emperor never even glanced at them.

Chu Jiujiu felt particularly fortunate about the fact that he didn’t touch the concubines, but thinking about the dangerous situation and the fact that she still had to go through the villainous supporting character’s plot, she wanted to cry.

It could be said that encountering any concubine could mean a plot on her life.

Chu Jiujiu was like a small cabbage in the field, pitiful and tragic.

She propped her chin up, her long eyelashes drooping, her flawless skin and delicate features, her expression slightly downcast, with a faint air of fragility.

Even her personal maidservants, who were with her day and night, would occasionally be captivated by a glimpse of her.

Night fell, the somewhat cold Li Fang Dian seemed empty and desolate.

Chu Jiujiu, who had just time-traveled, covered her head with the quilt, huddled in the innermost part of the bed.

She couldn’t blame herself for being afraid. This palace had undergone a change of dynasties, and the Li Fang Dian where she lived didn’t used to be called Li Fang Dian, and its owner wasn’t her.

It was hard for her not to overthink things, but no matter how afraid she was, she had to stay there.

Until sleepiness came, she relaxed and slept soundly.

Chu Jiujiu didn’t know that because of a system bug, anyone mentioned in this book, as long as she was nearby, could hear her thoughts.

In the morning, the maids and eunuchs inside and outside the hall were already busy. A soft white hand lifted the curtains, and Chu Jiujiu’s stunningly beautiful face appeared first.

Xiaokui, who had just prepared the tea, was quietly preparing to leave when she unexpectedly saw this scene, seemingly charmed by this moment of Consort Rou’s cuteness.