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I was stunned.
So, it does seem to make some sense.
But...
"If I am the Fake Heiress, then why do my parents treat me so well?"
"Of course, it's out of guilt! They feel they owe you, so they want to make it up to you."
The system spoke in a tone of frustration, "But what about you? Not only are you ungrateful, but you also escalate things, ultimately leading to a tragic end."
I was swayed by the system's words.
"What should I do then?"
"Right now, go untie the male lead and apologize to him."
I refused, "No way."
"Why not?"
"You haven't told me your ultimate goal."
I replied calmly, "Don't tell me you bound me just to make me a good person."
The system fell silent for a moment before asking, "Why do you say that?"
"If I were truly just a vicious supporting character, then the best ending for me would be to die without a burial."
I said lightly, "But you want me to be a good person and change my fate; that doesn't align with your setup."
"So, you must have other objectives."
Another silence ensued.
After a long while, the system finally spoke slowly: "Host, you are smarter than I imagined."
"Thank you for the compliment."
"That's right; my ultimate goal is to raise the male lead's favorability towards you."
The system no longer concealed its intentions, "As long as your favorability reaches one hundred percent, you can shed this identity and start anew."
I narrowed my eyes: "Is that the reason you bound me?"
"Yes."
"Why choose me?"
"Because you are the most likely person to max out the affection level."
"What do you mean?"
"It means that..."
Suddenly, the system screamed, "Holy crap! The male lead's affection for you is actually ninety-five percent?"
I was also stunned: "How is that possible?"
"I have no idea!" the system collapsed. "This is just not scientific!"
"Could it be that there's something wrong with my system?"
"No, it can't be the system's fault; it must be something wrong with the male lead!"
I glanced at Feng Yu, who was kneeling on the ground like a statue, and couldn't help but tug at the corners of my lips.
"Maybe he's just too good at enduring."
"Enduring?"
The system was confused. "What do you mean?"
"You can understand it as he can control his expressions and emotions, but he can't control his physiological reactions."
The mechanical voice of the system changed: "Wh... what do you mean?"
"Every time I make a move on him, his body reacts strongly."
I said lightly, "But his expressions and emotions remain indifferent, as if he feels nothing at all."
"This... how is that possible?" The system still couldn't believe it. "Even someone who can endure would have some reaction!"
"No, he does have a reaction."
"What kind of reaction?"
"Breathing becomes heavier, Pupil dilates, Forehead sweats profusely..."
I smiled lightly, "These are all signs he can't control."
Ever since the system said that last sentence, it had fallen into a deep sleep, refusing to respond no matter how much I called out.
But I knew it was still watching me from some corner.
After all, its task was not yet complete.
Time flew by quickly, and soon it was time for the palace celebration.
Although the emperor was old and frail, the empress remained young and beautiful, and with her Maternal Family's influence, the celebration was grandly organized.
Officials from both civil and military sectors, Royal Relatives, and even Consorts came to congratulate, making the entire palace lively and bustling.
Meanwhile, I sat in a pavilion in the corner, staring blankly at the lake.
"Cai Moyu!"
A sharp voice suddenly rang out, startling me.
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