Liu Zhiyuan transmigrated into a book.

Bad news: The moment she arrived, she was about to be beaten to death by a tyrant emperor.

Good news: She could reload from a save point and try again!

And so…

The dog emperor’s miserable days began.

One second, he’s taking a bath and getting dressed—

The next second, his clothes are gone.

One moment, he’s just fallen asleep—

The next, he’s eating.

One minute, he’s finished handling a mountain of official documents—

The next, they’re back to being untouched, blank, not a single word written.

Tyrant Emperor: “……

What the f**k?! Who wouldn’t go insane?!”

Later…

The tyrant, looking thoroughly satisfied, held the now-soft and limp Consort Liu in his arms, clearly not done yet.

“Beloved Consort, rewind to two hours ago—let’s go again.”

Liu Zhiyuan: “……You d**n dog emperor!

Will you just DIE already?!”