I Transmigrated to Ancient Times: A Farmer’s Daughter’s Rise to Noble Consort

[Transmigration + Fantasy + Big Ideas + Spatial Storage + Farming] What? I transmigrated into the body of a good-for-nothing who can't even do farm work? No way. I've got a 21st-century brain! What? The Eighth Prince will become emperor, so doesn't that mean I'll be his future empress? Reporting... Your Majesty, Miss Qianxia has opened another shop! A beer, barbecue, and milk tea shop, a snack store, and a pet shop? What? She's actually the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's household? What? Miss Qianxia is the Ghost Doctor's first disciple? What? She's very close to the king of an enemy nation? What? ... The emperor finally loses patience and summons Mu Qianxia to the palace. Is this woman trying to strip me of my entire empire? “There's a saying in the martial world: Whoever wins Qianxia wins the realm.” “Slander, pure slander! Which rascal started that rumor? I'm just rich enough to rival a nation...” “My beloved consort, shouldn't you give me a prince?” “Your Majesty, I'm already carrying triplets.” Then one day, a bomb falls from the sky...