I Accidentally Became the Regent’s Beloved

I was reborn as a general's legitimate daughter, hopelessly in love with the Crown Prince, but I turned around and kicked him to the curb.

What do I care about being destined to become empress? I'd rather marry the handsome, lame Regent, the God of War.

Everyone laughed at me for backing the wrong horse, until the [Gourmet God System] I was bound to kicked in

The dishes I cooked made the prince, who had lost his sense of taste, taste flavor again.

The medicinal meals I prepared quietly eased his recurring leg ailment.

Even more unbelievable, I could hear the heartbeat beneath his stern exterior:

"Wanwan… Don't make pastries for the Crown Prince. Make them only for me, all right?"

While the Crown Prince and his wife were still fighting over so-called "fortune," my System displayed its ultimate mission: [Slay the God].

And my husband, the prince, pulled me into his arms and asked hoarsely:

"You promised you'd marry me when we were children. Does that promise still stand?"