LOGINHelena's POVWhen I woke up, I was back in the modern world. The system was still inside my head, and soon, its voice rang out.[Helena, I've accepted a new mission. This time, we need to do a good job and see it through to the end, or the punishment will be even worse.]I got up, freshened up a little, and asked the system what the mission was. "The body you're in now is your own, and your name is still Helena Franklin. You're the biological daughter in a story about a real heiress and a fake heiress."Your biological parents have just brought you home. In the original story, the female lead doesn't get a happy ending. But our planned ending is for her to live life to the fullest while making her parents happy along the way."After the female lead died in the original story, her parents couldn't bear the loss and passed away soon afterward.The adopted daughter, unable to cope with missing her adoptive parents and older sister, eventually took her own life as well, leaving the c
Rosie hadn't just conspired with people from the old court faction. Even the time she'd supposedly been in danger during her pilgrimage had been a setup. She'd done it all to lure Helena into saving her, hoping to get Helena killed in the process.Rosie knew Helena well enough to know that the latter would choose to rescue her personally so that Martin could maintain unity among the troops.Helena survived, but the child paid with its life. Martin vaguely remembered how Helena had reacted when she learned she'd lost the baby.She'd been utterly devastated, crying uncontrollably until she became seriously ill.Back then, he'd been so busy fighting with his older brother for power that he'd brushed her off, saying, "We'll have children again someday."But he'd completely forgotten how many injuries Helena had suffered for his sake and how badly those injuries had weakened her. And not long after her miscarriage, she'd personally led her troops to defend against foreign invaders as w
In the end, instead of hearing anything else, the courtiers were told the King had canceled court for seven days because the queen had passed.Martin had no idea how he'd gotten through those days. He wandered around like a walking corpse, barely aware of anything around him. Then Rosie showed up, claiming she'd come to bring him some soup."Your Majesty, if Helena's spirit is watching from above and sees you like this, she'd be heartbroken. Please, at least eat a little."Rosie had thought she could win Martin's favor by showing him concern. But the moment he looked up, he hurled his teacup straight at her face.He glared at her furiously. With a finger pointed at her, he scolded, "Your sister just died, and here you are strutting around like a peacock in such flashy clothes! Are you that eager to let everyone know how happy you are about it?"Rosie wore a striking rose-red outfit, as if she wanted the whole world to know her new status."Get out of my sight. You'll keep vigil f
It took Martin a great deal of courage to finally open the door. He'd braced himself for Helena's accusations and prepared to comfort her, but when he stepped inside, no one was there.Could she be in one of the adjoining rooms?Martin hurried to check, but there was no sign of her there either. He searched the entire palace, room by room, yet Helena was nowhere to be found.Martin was already trembling. His legs were growing weak beneath him as a wild thought suddenly flashed through his mind. He stumbled out of the palace."Where's Helena?""Your Majesty, when the Queen Dowager heard that the Queen had passed away, she ordered that the body be buried."Martin immediately asked where she'd been buried and ordered someone to take him there. What he found was a coffin that had already been sealed shut.He flew into a rage and ordered them to open it. Martin couldn't bear to imagine how utterly desperate Helena would feel if she woke up inside a coffin.He should've arrived just
I wasn't blind to what was happening, nor was I some naive fool who couldn't see the truth. When Rosie was to be made the Royal Mistress, my subordinates tried to stop it simply because two sisters sharing one husband was unheard of.If this went ahead, people would inevitably question whether I deserved to be Queen. And future generations would gossip about it for years to come.The Queen Dowager thought I'd conspired with royal court officials to threaten her, but that wasn't the case at all. Martin was simply using this opportunity to undermine my influence and following within the military.I wasn't stupid. How could I possibly fail to see what Martin had in mind? But it was precisely because I saw through him that I'd finally lost all hope in him.He'd betrayed me, and he'd betrayed everyone who'd once followed him.…Third-Person POVSeeing Helena collapse unconscious without first admitting she was wrong, Martin flew into a rage and stormed out.The next second, the atte
I stayed silent, tears slipping down my face in the moonlight. Those men had fought by my side through life and death.Some had taken blades meant for me, while others had entrusted their families to my care, asking me to look after their loved ones if they ever died in battle.They hadn't fallen to enemy swords or spears. Instead, they had died shortly after we'd finally won the war. They'd been killed by the very king they'd sworn to serve.After a long silence, I finally spoke, my voice hoarse. "I've made up my mind. Let's do what you suggested."I should have come to my senses ages ago. Every gift Martin had ever given me was some little trinket that a young girl would like.Whenever I'd told him what I wanted, he'd show up with something entirely different the next time.On my last birthday, I wanted to go stargazing in the wilderness. Martin told me he was too busy with state affairs and promised he'd take me another time.But shortly afterward, I saw Rosie climbing into h







