After Her Little Sister Is Bullied, the Eldest Daughter Returns to the Capital on a Rampage

A boisterous, silly, money-making young woman as the pursuer. A cool, quiet, cash-strapped princess as the pursued. Political intrigue + slow burn When her younger sister is bullied in the capital, Ye Cishuang returns to seek justice for her. But somehow, a young woman latches onto her, trying every trick in the book to make Ye Cishuang her consort. Ye Cishuang ignores her, never expecting the girl to give her several million as a meeting gift. For someone who has tens of thousands of iron cavalrymen to support, that money is awfully tempting. But she is already engaged. She'd better think of a crafty way to turn the girl down. So her subordinates all put their heads together and finally come up with a plan. The bride price will be based on her weight: one hundred thousand taels of gold per pound. They also set rules for after the wedding: Five thousand taels to see her. Two hundred thousand taels to enter her room. Six hundred thousand taels for a hug. One million taels for a kiss. The girl stares at the bill, on the verge of tears. It all started when she fell into an ancient tomb and casually said, “Whoever gets me home can marry me.” Who could have imagined she'd transmigrate like this? The tomb's owner turns out to be a female general. Only by fulfilling this marriage promise can she transmigrate back home. But with the general guarding herself so carefully, how can she win her heart? Her maid suggests, “If nothing else works, we can just throw money at her.” Right, she'll throw money at her. But as the spending keeps piling up, something feels off. This wife sure knows how to spend. It seems she can't afford to kiss her anymore. No, she has to start earning money fast. Otherwise, how will she support this wife? Even more unexpectedly, on the very night she proposes, the general wants to test her skills in bed. “What did you say? You want me to be on top? You're the capable one, shouldn't you be on top?” Ye Cishuang says, “I'm not interested in women, and I can't bring myself to touch you. If you can do it, you take the lead. I'll let you do whatever you want.” Jiang Jinhe stares in shock. “No, no, this is your job. I'm a weakling. I can't do it.”