[Mainly about food and running a business, with little romance]
[Free-spirited, laid-back foodie princess X frail, idle prince]
“I heard His Majesty arranged a marriage today for Third Miss An of the Duke of Qin's household.”
“Oh? Is it His Highness Prince Ping? Or Second Young Master Shi of the Ningyuan Marquis's household? Maybe Third Young Master Ye of General Shouchang's household?”
“Goodness, none of them!”
“Then who could it be?”
“His Highness Prince Qi!”
“What?!”
This conversation spread through every street and alley in the capital. In less than two hours, everyone from children to the elderly had heard the news.
Third Miss An is marrying the frail Prince Qi! This... this is like a flower planted in... well, you know what!
An Ning, the third daughter of the Duke of Qin's household and one of the people at the center of the capital's shocking royal marriage announcement, was now filled with regret.
She had just bought a house, but hadn't moved in yet. Her business had just begun to take off, and she hadn't even had a chance to spend the money. Her life had been going so smoothly, and she hadn't even had a chance to enjoy it properly.
How did she end up transmigrating?
And to a dynasty so short on good food, with no hot pot, no snacks, no junk food. Could this even count as living?
Fortunately, before transmigrating, she had been a food blogger, making recipes and exploring restaurants. This gluttonous girl would have plenty of room to show off her skills.
Prince Qi has three questions he asks every day:
“What delicious food has A-Ning made today?”
“When will A-Ning be back from the hot pot restaurant?”
“Where did the princess consort go?”
One day, An Xiao found a pink purse in a desk drawer in the study. Before she could get a good look at it, someone rushed in from behind, snatched it away, and hid it behind his back.
With the tips of his ears bright red, Prince Qi tried to look composed. “Let me explain...”
“Oh?”
[The setting is entirely fictional, with plenty of creative liberties]
