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Wu Jinmai: Reborn As The Tyrant Empress

Li Susu dies unfairly and wishes for a second chance, but fate still jokes on her. "Seriously?! Is this the second chance that I am asking for?!" She was born in a world where political struggle was the deadliest. Worst of all, she was born as the ruthless and tyrant Empress Wu Jinmai! She has no one in the world who is scary and full of political schemes. Will she be able to change her faith and live a long and happy life? What kind of sacrifices does she need to make to change her fate? "I hate you; I detest you. You're my greatest nightmare, and marrying you is like a poison that slowly kills me!" Shanguan Zu Jin suppressed his feelings for the people. He had longed for her. He wants to love and spoil her, but fate has changed her. Will his love be rekindled as the tyrant empress suddenly changes? Is there a second chance for his unrequited love, or…? Find out the answers as the story of the tyrant empress and her emperor consort begins. PS: This is purely a work of fiction. Organization, events, situations, and names are purely created by the author's imagination. Thank you.

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Chapter 90: The empress in a hot seat

Wu Jinmai's POV

I massage my shoulder. We just finished the morning court meeting. That group is making me tired!

I can't believe they'll keep on asking us about bearing the fruit of my marriage and the future of this nation.

"My gosh! I am getting tired of their request! They are doing that to convert my attention. They won't stop until I forget my plans of cleaning the entire court. Ugh!" I growled.

Shanguan Zu Jin chuckled. I turned around and glared at him. I even raise my finger, pointing it at him.

"Stop laughing. It's not because the topic was in your favor; you'll laugh at me," I utter, sulking.

I even rolled my eyes at him. He steps in front of me, making me stop walking. He leaned closer.

"What are you doing?" I ask, stepping a little backward.

A'Zu smirks and flicks my forehead using the back of his index finger. I pout.