The Princess Consort Can Read Your Fortune: Prince, You Don’t Have Long to Live

[Sweet romance, reborn, face-slapping, play the pig to eat the tiger, mysticism, adored by the whole family]

Shen Miao is a wandering soul who is accidentally summoned to ancient times,

where she becomes the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Zhenbei.

She expects a bloodbath when she returns to the imperial capital,

but instead, her parents and brothers dote on her more than anyone could imagine.

Father: “If you want to marry my darling, you’ll have to get past me first.”

Mother: “My darling is my heart, my soul, my precious little sweetheart.”

Brother: “My little sister is so adorable. There’s no way she knows Maoshan magic.”

Shen Miao nods. She only knows a little,

like how to visit the underworld,

meet the King of Hell,

and catch a few ghosts for fun.

She never expected to get involved with that icy mountain of a man.

The usually poker-faced regent’s eyes redden as he holds her hand and coaxes her softly:

“Darling, love me.”

Once Shen Miao’s soul returns to her body,

she can handle the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, Qimen Dunjia,

medicine, and poison with ease.

When a concubine stirs up trouble, one slap teaches her a lesson.

When an evil ghost wreaks havoc, one sword sends it straight to hell.

When a romantic rival challenges her, Shen Miao gives a mocking laugh, grabs the man by the collar, and presses her red lips to his.

“What else do you want to compete over?”

The man gazes at her with starry eyes. “Darling, you’re amazing.”