[An aloof, reserved, tsundere, scheming prince VS a seemingly proper but truly ridiculous, violent black-lotus princess]
The arms-dealing queen who once ruled the stars transmigrates to ancient times. A scheming green-tea type? No problem, her water is thirty-eight degrees below zero, too cold to brew. A troublemaking sister-in-law? No big deal. If one barbecue isn't enough to deal with her, they'll have two.
The scheming prince: "You sleep on the floor."
She climbs into bed without a care. "Man, you're playing with fire."
The scheming prince threatens her with a sword. "Get out."
The violent black lotus lays out her bedding with tears in her eyes. "Sure thing."
Years later...
Xiao Jichen: "Wife, you sleep in the bed."
Rong Ning: "Bring out my Italian cannon."
I can't accept the male protagonist's situation, it's so miserable. I think if it were me, I wouldn't want to gain affection. I would just rebel and become a black man.
Fried chicken likes our little Ningning
I haven't seen such a good-looking novel in a long time. I especially like novels that connect the interstellar world with ancient times.
If anyone reads it, please stop reading it. I need to sort it out. It has been a long time coming.