First Thing After Transmigrating: Slap the Evil Stepmother

Li Mu was jolted awake when someone dumped a bucket of cold water over her head. Without a second thought, she slapped them across the face.

Only afterward did she realize she had hit her wicked stepmother. No, that wasn't quite right: it was Li Mu's stepmother, the original owner of this body.

Li Mu was about to be sold by her biological father and stepmother to a perverted old man as his sixth concubine. The old man's back gate had seen who knew how many corpses carried out through it. In despair, the original owner threw herself into a lake. When she woke again, someone else's soul had taken over her body.

Li Mu patted her chest. No need to panic. She wasn't married yet, so there was still hope.

But what kind of awful place was this? Any woman who wasn't married by eighteen had to pay a hefty fine, and those who couldn't afford it could even be thrown in jail?

Li Mu's eyes rolled. She raised hell, forcing her scumbag father and stepmother to call off the marriage, then won herself a refined, handsome husband and escaped a prison sentence.

Life in ancient times was hard? No problem. With the System, she had everything she needed.

Starting with the simplest skills from her modern life, Li Mu gradually built a thriving home of her own.

She was riding high, but then she fell flat on her face: her refined, handsome husband shed his rough clothes, donned fine robes, and revealed himself to be a member of the imperial family.

You have to be kidding me. How did I end up with a prince?

The thought of the high walls and deep courtyards from TV dramas terrified Li Mu. She touched her belly, bundled up her things, and prepared to run...

"Where are you planning to run off to with my baby, darling?"

Under Xiao Jue's fiery glare, she answered meekly, "Sorry, but I'm not cut out to be a princess."