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I'm the Empress! So I'm Going to Make Myself a Harem

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "...I have to choose a King Consort right now?!" No sooner did the young woman from Earth awake in the body of Empress Isabelle of Nevremia than she was informed she'd have to choose a King Consort to keep her throne. While she was still trying to get used to her new body, new world, and new position, her advisors insisted she marry some stranger to retain her power. "But don't Empresses get to make the rules?" As Isabelle Von Nevremia. not only is she the revered empress of a powerful country, but she has access to a special status system, which allows her to read people's names, skills, moods, and even their kinks. As well as that, there's some kind of mysterious 'challenge' system that awards her 'skill points' for successfully completing challenges. ...But all the challenges are just seducing people. How tacky... "...If I'm going to be Empress, then I won't have a king! I'm going to have a harem!"

Amesaya · 奇幻言情
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637 Chs

I'm not a detective, I'm peeking at the case files

She carefully shut the door behind her as she entered the late king's study.

The first thing she noticed was the sheer number of books.

The second was how few of them had been disturbed by the guards, investigators and cleaners.

Apparently, whoever investigated or cleaned up after the death had decided only a small section of the bedroom was involved as potential evidence.

Or they'd meticulously cleaned it up as if they'd never disturbed it.

That seemed odd to her, though. After all, the king was dead, none were supposed to go in here, and the new king had yet to be crowned. They were in the middle of a murder investigation still, right?

So...

It made more sense to her that they'd hyper focused on a small area around where the king was found.

Wherever that was.

But...

That meant...

They may have missed something where they didn't think to look.