By Day Maid, by Night a Quest Reader

Xing Rou opened her eyes with a dead maid at her feet and a game window floating over the palace floor. She had crossed into the body of a villainess from a cultivation game, and the next death flag already waited for her under silk and gold. For two years, she had worked as a noble lady's personal attendant, hearing secrets through walls while never learning who truly hired her. The only person who could have briefed her died before they met, so every answer she needed had a hole in it. Now she could see quest marks, hidden routes, and respawn points, and that made the court feel worse, not safer. She refused the script that wanted her cruel, loud, and stupid. Kindness became her shield, bu...