Entering the Palace at the Highest Rank—I’m the Emperor’s Cousin, Who Would Dare Cross Me?

In the spring of the Tenth Year of the Zhaoqi Era, Shen Jiayu is summoned into the imperial palace and becomes one of the Emperor’s consorts. On the surface, the imperial harem appears peaceful. Beneath that calm, however, lies a web of schemes, rivalries, and hidden dangers. The imperial consorts plot openly and secretly against one another, while the newly selected concubines tread carefully, knowing that a single mistake could cost them their lives. Only Shen Jiayu smiles unconcernedly. “Is that all?” “If someone annoys me, I’ll slap them.” “If they refuse to behave, I’ll hit them again.” She has both the confidence—and the status—to back it up. Today she slaps a favored Ronghua. Tomorrow she slaps an influential Guipin. The day after that, she even slaps one of the Four Principal Consorts who holds authority over the harem. Before long, the entire imperial harem is thrown into chaos. Yet Shen Jiayu remains completely fearless. After all… She’s the Emperor’s cousin. Who would dare touch her? The bond between them runs too deep. If love no longer remains, there is still affection. If affection fades… There is still blood tying them together. When his spoiled younger cousin first enters the palace, the cold and detached Emperor thinks: “Give her every luxury. Just don’t let anyone mistreat her.” Later, after gradually losing control of his emotions: “I love you so much.” “How dare you not love me back?” In the end, the sovereign who rules the entire empire kneels beneath her skirts, lowers his proud head, and humbly begs for her love.