I Transmigrated Into the Regent’s Wicked Fiancée, and He Spoils Me Every Night

An electrical leak in the lab jolted Luo Zhiyu awake, and she found herself inside a sweet romance novel she’d read.

The male lead was a cold, scheming regent who, at twenty-five, still hadn’t taken a wife. Unable to resist the gentle advances of the heroine, his childhood sweetheart who pursued him relentlessly, he finally fell for her.

She hadn’t even finished reading, but Luo Zhiyu already felt like finding a man to date.

It was sweet. Far too sweet.

The only problem was that the regent had a fiancée chosen for him in childhood, who had been raised at Medicine King Valley and shared Luo Zhiyu’s name.

And she had transmigrated into that very fiancée, a textbook villainess who wouldn’t survive ten chapters.

On the day the regent broke off their engagement, she even dared to drug him, hoping to seal the deal before the rice was cooked. Instead, the regent shot an arrow through her heart, ending her life on the spot.

What kind of ridiculous childhood engagement was this?

So he wanted to break it off. Fine! Would she die without a man?

Wouldn’t it be better to fleece him for a pile of silver and lie on top of it, dreaming away?

Just as the heroine was practically stripping and throwing herself at the regent, he remained unmoved. Instead, he pulled his former fiancée, whose engagement he had already broken off, close and kissed her soundly.

Regent: “Yu’er, I never broke off our engagement.”

Regent: “Find the letter of repudiation and bring me the witnesses. Then I’ll admit it.”

But…

She searched every room and cabinet, yet couldn’t find the letter he had written with his own hand. Nor could she find anyone brave enough to testify for her.

The scheming man trapped her in the crook of his arm and whispered, “My mother always says I’m a money pit. Why don’t I pay you back by giving myself to you? I could warm your bed at the General’s residence. How does that sound?”