[Beloved transmigrated-into-a-book princess: seemingly delicate, actually a well-rounded warrior] [Their CP is so sweet it makes you cry] [Super-sweet mutual healing + modern theory used to crush the past + face-slapping right to their faces + settling scores in person]
The day Shen Qingci transmigrated into the body of a princess in an angst novel, someone was holding her down, ready to gouge out her eyes.
According to the plot, she was supposed to scream in agony, then be driven to despair by the male lead, Xiao Yan, coldly saying, "You're so noisy when you cry."
But Shen Qingci, who in her previous life had just finished her PhD dissertation in psychology and was preparing to study for a traditional Chinese medicine qualification, blinked.
"Your Highness," she said, as calmly as if asking a question in class, "have you considered that this act of revenge might be an expression of post-traumatic stress disorder?"
Xiao Yan's hand stopped in midair.
"According to the fifth edition of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, you display the following symptoms: intrusive memories, avoidance, and negative changes in cognition, "
"Shut up."
"All right. Then let me change the subject: did you know that in ancient times, the infection rate for eye removal surgery was as high as seventy percent? I recommend disinfecting first."
She paused, then added, "Besides, your beloved's illness probably isn't the kind that requires an eyeball as medicine. Would you like me to make a differential diagnosis?"
The entire dungeon fell silent.
Shen Qingci rapidly calculated: she'd transmigrated, had no System, but had the knowledge from six areas of expertise.
And one thing was perfectly clear to her:
If this plot was going to torment me,
then I'll torment the plot first.
