Your Highness the Regent, Your Assassin Is a Bit Dense!

After Jiu Yue died, the system told her that completing a mission would allow her to return to the real world with a billion-dollar reward. Grumbling about her assigned identity as an assassin, Jiu Yue suddenly beamed: “Who said this time-traveling trope is old? This is amazing!” However, due to a temporal delay, the system hadn’t fully transmitted with her, leaving the mission details incomplete. But Jiu Yue wasn’t bothered. With her identity as a killer already set, how hard could the mission be? It was just a matter of the target’s rank. With a confident smirk, she grabbed her broadsword and eagerly headed for the capital. … By the time the system reconnected, Jiu Yue had already become the top assassin under the Regent’s command. Wiping her blade clean, she casually asked, “So, is the mission to kill the emperor, the empress dowager, or maybe even the Regent?” The system: “…The mission is to marry into the royal family. Your betrothed is Prince Ping—yes, the corpse at your feet.” Jiu Yue’s hand trembled on the hilt: “…What?” Regent Sima Qing had held absolute power for years, only to have an assassin slip through his defenses. He ordered a manhunt to scour the earth and find her. But before the search even began, the assassin delivered herself to his doorstep. “Recruiting? I kill without blinking,” she said innocently, hugging her sword. Sima Qing: “…Pathetic disguise.” So he played along, waiting for Jiu Yue to slip up while using her blade to eliminate his enemies. Half a year passed, but instead of catching her in a mistake, Sima Qing uncovered her true identity. On their wedding night, facing the woman who looked ready to die for honor, Sima Qing smirked and pressed the ceremonial wine into her hand. “My dear, a cup is easier to hold than a sword.” Jiu Yue: “…”