Jiang Sui stays up late reading updates and transmigrates into a book as a maid who shares the marquis's bed.
The moment she opens her eyes, she's in the middle of being summoned to his bed. She turns to look at the sleeping man beside her: Xiao Yan, Marquis of Dingbei. They say he's won countless battles and kills without blinking. His household already has three concubines and another bedmate.
The good news: she's not a maid.
The bad news: she's transmigrated as a bedmate, a position even lower than a maid's.
A maid only has to work. A bedmate works during the day and does other kinds of work at night,
with no title or status. If she has a child, it'll be taken away and raised by the principal wife. If she dies, she won't even get a memorial tablet.
But Jiang Sui can't spare a thought for any of that.
Right now, she just wants to use the toilet.
Desperately.
The kind of desperation that makes you feel like you're about to die...
Other people in the inner-courtyard battle: make careful plans and strategize at every turn.
Her inner-courtyard battle: chatting with dogs, stealing buns, eating lard, catching mice, arguing with people, and using the outhouse...
Later, the man ascends the throne. By the rules, she has to follow him into the palace.
Jiang Sui sighs.
Fine. I'll take it one step at a time. If I can survive, I survive. If I can't, so be it...
(Note: The heroine is sharp-tongued and audacious. If she can lie down, she'll never stand; if she can run away, she'll never look back. Before transmigrating, she was an overworked wage slave. Now all she wants is to stay alive, make money, and retire early.)
Hee hee hee hee hee hee, who can live without going a little crazy? We're all just barely holding it together. Trying to stay alive.jpg
