After I Transmigrate: The Empress Just Wants to Be a Lazy Fish

“Your Highness, you really must stop eating!” “I’m just a lazy fish. What else am I supposed to do if not eat?” the consort said, rolling her eyes... “Have some more, my love. What else would you like? Umm... may I have some?” the man asked, batting his big eyes. “…” The consort paused, looking at the braised pork knuckle, spicy crayfish, steamed sea bass, roasted goose leg, roasted duck leg, strawberry ice cream, and all kinds of desserts and drinks on the table. “Sure... get in line first.” Some woman transmigrates to ancient times for no apparent reason, with a System of her own and a smooth road ahead. Harem intrigue? I’m a lazy fish. His exclusive favorite? All it takes is a crook of my finger. Money? No worries, I’m loaded. One task earns me ten thousand taels of gold. And the tasks? “They’re nothing but kisses, cuddles, and being carried around!” (One-on-one romance) Comedy, super sweet, just the two of them!