Summary
After I transmigrated into the body of a vicious stepmother, the System told me to redeem the Villain Siblings from the book.
I looked at the older one and the little one standing in front of me, both on guard as if I were some mortal enemy.
With a cold laugh, I ordered the two child laborers to get to work.
“You. Go make me a Manchu Han Imperial Feast. And you, go wash my clothes.”
Neither of them resisted in the slightest, and from that day on, I began living the tyrannical life of someone who had only to stretch out her hands to be dressed and open her mouth to be fed.
Draping a bedsheet over my shoulders, I stood on the bed with heroic grandeur and declared, “Now that you have seen Us arrive, why have you not knelt?”
The two children dropped respectfully to their knees.
“Long live Your Majesty! Long, long live Your Majesty!”
Their father pushed open the door and froze, his face turning into a shocked reaction meme.
Without batting an eye, his son stuffed a green-topped name tablet into his hand.
“Dad, from now on, you’re His Majesty’s Noble Consort. Remember to serve His Majesty well tonight.”
Their father looked utterly dazed.
Has this entire world gone insane?!