After I Transmigrated, I Won Over the Cunning General

[One-on-one romance + sweet pampering + unhinged male lead + outspoken heroine who speaks up when she's wronged]

A young woman who ran a social media account for Yong'an Temple, a top-rated tourist attraction, transmigrated while sneaking a bite of the offerings in the main hall.

When the monks' chanting woke her up, she found herself still in a temple. She wept so hard her face was soaked with tears. She'd only spent a few years chanting sutras in the temple, and now she'd really become a nun.

The worst part was that she hadn't yet experienced marital bliss and the joys of having grandchildren gathered around her!

As luck would have it, an imperial edict arrived from the palace, ordering her to return and prepare for marriage to secure a political alliance. Zhuting was delighted. “I knew it! I've spent my whole life doing good deeds. I even beat up the brats in my relatives' families and banged on the door of the neighbor who sang karaoke at midnight. There's no way I'd transmigrate into a nun.”

But she was to marry General Zhaoren of a neighboring kingdom. They said he wore a mask with a terrifying blue face and fangs, and killed like the King of Hell.

There were plenty of rumors about him. Some said he was the illegitimate son of a concubine, a loner with a vicious temper. Others claimed he held so much power that he didn't even take the emperor of Dakan seriously. And they said he loved picking wildflowers and weeds by the roadside, taking them home, devouring them, then skinning and dismembering them.

“Is it too late for me to become a nun now?”