From Cannon Fodder to Lucky Star, Spoiled by the Tyrant

She accidentally touches the blood-jade pendant of the villainous tyrant and, in an instant, goes from being the heroine to a minor cannon-fodder character who won’t survive three minutes. Forced to improvise to stay alive, she raises the tyrant, who was supposed to grow into a monster, into a handsome, level-headed man with a sound moral compass. By an odd twist of fate, she becomes the lucky star he believes in, and he somehow gains the ability to hear her thoughts. He treats every one of her “spoilers” as a military strategy worthy of a master who can predict everything.

“You feudal, stone-headed straight man! I give you a happy family, and you make it so I can’t go home?!”

“You kiss me a few times, and now I’m supposed to be faithful to you forever? Your abacus beads are about to knock me dead!”

“My greatest dream is to be a rich widow. I want the money, not the man! Who do you think you are, trying to be the only one for me?”