The day I transmigrate into a cannon-fodder county princess, I'm bundled off to marry the decrepit tyrant of Beidi. I immediately decide to lie flat: I pick up a black stone for a pillow and stretch out in the sun. I wander into the enemy camp and find a pot of meat, so I grab a bowl and dig in! I'm happily enjoying hot pot when the enemy commander sweeps in and roars. I casually wipe my greasy mouth with my “pillow,” and the whole camp falls silent: the Imperial Jade Seal?!
The ice-cold war god Huo Chen storms in, murder in his eyes, and turns pale at the sight of my greasy “pillow.” He wraps me up like a dumpling and carries me away, then turns around and slaughters the entire camp. That night, I shakily prop up my feet with the jade seal to warm myself by the fire. “Boss, could this thing... get me two taels of beef?” He pauses mid-stroke as he wipes his blade. “No.” I hug my last half-piece of flatbread with tears in my eyes, but then he suddenly leans in close. “But it could buy you an empire... and me.”
