Reporting to the Princess: The Prince Says He Needs Another Acupuncture Session

[Power fantasy, beloved by everyone, both leads are chaste, sweet romance + love that grows over time, one partner for life, the male lead plays the pig to eat the tiger and acts like a playboy, the female lead is scheming, cunning, and sharp-tongued.]

Su Qingqing transmigrated and, from the start, hit all three rules of being reborn:

One: Transmigration means you’re bound to be abandoned (you’ll either die, suffer miserably, or be abused until you’d be better off dead).

Two: A wretched woman comes looking for trouble (the male lead inexplicably despises you, while a fake-sweet green-tea rival stirs up trouble).

Three: A spectacular face-slapping scene (official commentary is the most devastating of all).

Think that’s the end of it?

No, there’s one more rule, the most important one of all.

The “I’ll never fall for him” rule!

That’s right, transmigration without a golden finger wouldn’t fit the usual tropes.

Our heroine is a master of both medicine and poison. She can challenge the gods above and battle the King of Hell below.

Not only does she promote modern medicine, she also accidentally becomes rich enough to rival a nation by selling powerful pills.

“Wife, come home with me. I was wrong.”

Facing the gorgeous troublemaker who had shown up for the 9,999th time to get checked in, Su Qingqing flashed a silver needle and curved her almond-shaped eyes into a smile.

“Hubby, you’ve been running a fever lately. Let me give you a few needles and I guarantee the heat will be gone as soon as they go in.”

A dinosaur’s carrying a wolf! Wife, spare me!