After I Transmigrated into a Book, Your Highness, Please Don’t Disturb Me

Chen Jing woke up one day to find that she had transmigrated into a book, becoming a short-lived supporting character who shared her name. At least she had a loving father and doting brother. Though her own mother was gone, her aunt, the empress, treated her like her own daughter, and she had the General's Mansion behind her. She thought she could rely on her powerful family and live carefree, eventually marrying an honest, ordinary man and enjoying life as a happy layabout. But then her aunt asked if she would marry the Second Prince, who had been raised by her side. Well, the Second Prince wasn't her aunt's biological son, and he was handsome enough and seemed nice enough. But Chen Jing had plans of her own, and didn't want to spend the rest of her life trapped behind palace walls.

If only she'd known her aunt would pass the message along so faithfully, she would have refused more tactfully. Then she might not have had to flee everywhere to avoid that snake who always wore such a gentle, refined smile. What should she do now? If he caught her, would he force her to swallow something that would silence her and lock her away?