How Dare You! My Consort Is Sneaking Insults at Me Again

Something’s wrong. Very wrong.

At a palace banquet, Bai Tang looks at the national treasure presented to the emperor by a neighboring country and begins to question her sanity.

Whose national treasure is a statue of a husky?

What kind of System shop would dare hire a fox spirit as a delivery worker?

Fox Spirit: “Do I look more like a human or an immortal?”

Bai Tang: “You look like a poor soul forced to work 996.”

A whirlwind sweeps by, and a “Lin Daiyu” drops from the sky. She parts her red lips: “Do you love me wandering alone through dark alleys?”

Bai Tang stares, dumbfounded: “Do you love me for refusing to kneel?”

Bai Tang: “Aaaaaah! What historical romance story would dare come up with a plot like this?”

System: “Scream! Scream! You’re the one who started it!”

Wu Yu: “Am I the male lead? Why do I have so few scenes? I refuse to accept this. I’m going to make an appearance even if I have to lie on the roof.”

The author: “Don’t tag me. I’m keeping a low profile.”

[This is an everyday historical romance about transmigrating into a book. No angst, pure sweetness, and the author is here for the laughs! Read it! Please, read it!]

quq, trailing tags in tow: transmigration into a book + System + mind reading + absurd comedy + unhinged fiction. I’m hopping away!