Quick Transmigration: I Grant Wishes Across Worlds
1.1
System 077 (Qi Qi)
Welcome back, Agent Ye Yue.
System 077 (Qi Qi)
The wishes in the current world has been fulfilled.
System 077 (Qi Qi)
The task is completed.
Ye Yue’s conscious was suddenly pulled away.
When her thoughts were collected again, she found herself alone in a quiet room.
After her death, Ye Yue found herself bound to the Wish Fulfillment System, traveling across countless worlds to grant the wishes of the souls across them.
Heartbroken empresses seeking revenge, discarded fiancées longing for justice, forgotten daughters yearning for love, and even villains desperate for a second chance — all became her clients.
From ancient empires to modern cities, she rewrites destinies and changes tragic endings.
Her mission is simple: enter their worlds, fulfill their deepest wishes, and rewrite their tragic fates.
One completed wish earns her points. Enough points can buy Ye Yue anything and everything she wants.
System 077 (Qi Qi)
Agent Ye Yue, a new wish has been accepted.
System 077 (Qi Qi)
Please get ready for the transmission onto the next world.
Ye Yue could not help but sigh, resigned.
She closed her eyes again.
It seems that rest is only for the dead.
In her case, since she was a dead woman that could not be deader, it would only happen if her soul was extinguished onto nothingness, without a trace to be found.
Ye Yue
(The next world, here I come.)
1.2
The floor tiles of the Hall of Mental Cultivation were bone-chillingly cold in the autumn sun; the chill crept up from her knees, seeping into her bones.
Ye Yue had been kneeling for a long time, and the fabric of her robe was already soaked with sweat, but she felt no pain, or rather, she had long since stopped caring.
Her moon-white dress spread out on the dark, gold-brick floor like a thin layer of frost.
She held her back ramrod straight, her shoulder blades forming two stubborn lines through the thin fabric.
She could nor remember the last time she had stood so straight — every day she lived in the palace, she had been bent over, eyes lowered, carefully stepping on the shadows of others.
Only today, only at this moment, did she not need to, and did not want to, bend over again.
The Emperor on the dragon throne lowered his gaze, looking at her through the emptiness of the hall and the sunlight.
His voice was neither loud nor soft, as if he were asking about something trivial.
Emperor
The death of Noble Consort Li’s child and Zhu Mei…
Emperor
Were they all because of you?
1.3
Ye Yue raised her eyes, meeting the Emperor's gaze directly.
This was the first time she had looked directly into his eyes, without any shyness or ambiguity — only clear, bright eyes.
Ye Yue
Since the past has come to pass, I had long anticipated this day.
Ye Yue’s voice was hoarse, as if she had grit in her throat, each word sharp and strained, yet strangely calm.
The Emperor was silent for a moment, seemingly scrutinizing her.
Then he spoke, his tone carrying a hint of genuine doubt.
Emperor
Consort Ye, you have served me for so many years, never disobeying me.
Emperor
Why are you so ruthless behind my back?
Ye Yue held the title on her tongue, repeating it softly, a slight curve to her lips, but no smile in her eyes.
She raised her head, meeting the Emperor's gaze directly.
In her eyes, there was no fear, no regret, not even hatred, only an utter, clean weariness.
Ye Yue
I dislike the name ‘Consort Ye.’
Ye Yue said, her voice soft but each word clear.
Ye Yue
As Consort Ye, I am nothing more than a bird you keep.
She paused, as if giving him time to process her words.
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