[PS: This is a female-led growth fantasy with plenty of satisfying payoffs, not a pure farming novel. The leads’ careers take center stage, with romance as a subplot, and the pacing is relatively slow. Readers who prefer fast-paced stories with instant gratification, proceed with caution!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have successfully bound yourself to the transmigrate-into-a-book System. The adorable System sprite Yaoyao is at your service. Congratulations on becoming a humble spectator! You will now be sent into the novel "The Powerful Minister’s Tyrannical Wife". Host, please be sure to do your job as a dedicated spectator!]
One day, Su Qingyan suffers an unfortunate accident and is suddenly bound to a transmigrate-into-a-book System. The System tells her that if she does as instructed and simply watches from the sidelines, she can stay alive. Su Qingyan happily accepts.
But a little mishap occurs during her transmigration: she actually scares the future male lead to death! Oh, this...
A memorable scene:
[Host, we have confirmed the future male lead’s location. Prepare to land. Once you’ve landed, get ready to watch!]
“Bam!” Su Qingyan suddenly falls off the roof, crashes through it, and lands right beside the bed of a seriously ill young man. The poor fellow is so startled that he promptly dies...
Su Qingyan and Yaoyao stare at each other. Su Qingyan happens to spot a jade pendant on the floor engraved with the words “Yuanjing.” She falls silent...
“Yaoyao, what did you say the male lead’s name was?”
“Lu Yuanjing!”
“Lu what now?”
“Lu Yuanjing!”
“What Yuanjing?”
“Lu Yuanjing!”
Then the two of them look at the jade pendant in their hands and fall silent together...
After that, poor Su Qingyan is forced to become the male lead and take over the protagonist’s job...
It looks good, but there are too few, not enough to read 😢, the author, please keep writing!
Come on, great author!!! My vocabulary can no longer describe my admiration for this book [sending my heart][sending my heart][sending my heart]
Great author, come on