What! I Transmigrated to Ancient Times and Became a Princess Consort

What goes around comes around, and this year it’s my turn to transmigrate. Transmigrate, transmigrate, transmigrate, over and over again! Other people transmigrate and everyone loves them, flowers bloom wherever they go. But when it happens to me, everyone hates me and flowers wither wherever I go! Aha, give me a cup of Forgetfulness Water so I won’t have to be a beggar! I’ll work hard, keep striving, and press on until I escape this beggar’s life. I want to be a princess, I want to be a princess, I want money, money, lots of money.