As a Crown Princess, What’s Wrong with Having a Few Consorts?

Overworked office drone Shen Yan'er drops dead on the job and transmigrates into a novel called The Princess Consort's Adorable Little Wife, becoming Princess Huayang, a sacrificial character who doesn't survive ten chapters in the original story.

Looking at the pretty-boy in front of her, who couldn't lift a finger to save his life and even complained that peaches were too cold, Shen Yan'er fell into deep doubt.

“So this thing is the male lead? I have to say, you must really be desperate.”

“If only I'd known sooner that broad shoulders and a slim waist were the real deal!”

Late one night, the Great General Who Guards the Nation sneaked into the princess's residence. “Your Highness, do I meet your requirements?”

Shen Yan'er looked at the shirtless man before her and swallowed. “Actually, I like men with talent.”

The next day, the newly crowned top scholar stopped the princess's carriage in the street.

“I hear Your Highness admires men of great learning. Might I earn your favor?”

Looking at the refined and handsome scholar, Shen Yan'er gritted her teeth, struggling to contain her excitement. “What I like most is a rich man.”

And so, rumors spread that Princess Huayang had her eye on Gu Qingyan, the richest man in Jiangnan.

Meanwhile, the man at the center of those rumors was hurrying to the capital with a vast fortune in tow.

Looking at the three men before her, Shen Yan'er cried out inwardly, “God, you suddenly give me three such excellent men, and I can't handle them all!”

Then she pointed at one of them. “You're the one spending the night with me!”

The general who wasn't chosen gritted his teeth. “Shen Yan'er, I guess I didn't try hard enough yesterday!”