After Becoming Cannon Fodder, the Mad Prince Dotes on Me Until I Cry

I worked late so often that I dropped dead from exhaustion. When I opened my eyes, I'd transmigrated into the most tragic cannon-fodder concubine daughter in the Prime Minister's household.

From the start, my legitimate sister pushes me into a lake, then I have to take her place as the bride of Xiao Jinyu, the mad Prince Jing, rumored to be paralyzed, bloodthirsty, violent, and uninterested in women.

The entire capital is waiting to see me die without a body left intact.

Who could have guessed?

As soon as I arrive at his estate, he gathers me into his arms, his eyes red-rimmed.

"Don't cry. I'll spoil you."

I think it's all an act, so I tread carefully to stay alive.

But I don't know that beneath his sinister, cold exterior lie a body covered in scars and a heart capable of boundless tenderness.

When I'm bullied, he shields me.

When I stay up late, he quietly warms my hands.

Even when his leg condition flares up and pain makes him tremble, he still soothes me softly: "Wanqing, don't be afraid."

The world calls him a madman and a cripple.

But I alone know that all he lacks is someone who will cherish him above everyone else.

Hilarious banter is our daily routine, and sweetness so intense it's almost sickening is the norm.

But when our true identities come to light and conspiracies close in, love and hate become tangled, and we're forced apart.

That day, the crippled prince who never cries in front of anyone clutches me and sobs his heart out.

"Su Wanqing, don't leave me. You're all I have."

Only then do I understand:

I didn't transmigrate just to be cannon fodder. I came to save him, and to be saved by him.

A crazy, crippled prince + a hilarious transmigrated woman. Sweet romance + heart-wrenching love. The more you read, the more hooked you'll get!