I Became a Cannon Fodder, Then Spoiled the Exiled Crown Prince into an Emperor

Overworked office drone Shen Qingtang suddenly died and transmigrated into a book, becoming the gold-digging would-be Crown Princess in a story of court intrigue.

The original owner had fled overnight with all the provisions and died horribly in a battle three days later. Shen Qingtang opened her eyes in a ruined temple, facing the gravely wounded, icy Crown Prince, whose eyes blazed with murderous intent.

Run, and she would die. Stay, and she would die too.

Shen Qingtang threw her arms around his waist. “I’m not leaving. I’ll take care of you.”

On the road to exile, food and medicine were scarce, and pursuers were never far behind. Using her modern knowledge, she found edible wild plants, brought down his raging fever, and treated his wounds, pulling the battered man back from death’s door.

He was taciturn, but shielded her from wind and snow, stood up to bullies, and fought off entire groups of attackers, staining the desolate road with blood.

She set up a stall selling paintings to support them, while he stayed right by her side, getting jealous whenever anyone so much as looked at her.

He said, “At first, it was for revenge. Now, it’s for you.”

She only wanted to stay alive and escape, but then discovered she was carrying his child.

Run, or stay?

Before she could decide, the man who had once been ground into the dirt had already fought his way back to the capital and ascended the throne.

“The six palaces shall remain empty. I will marry only one woman in this life.”

Soon, the whole world knew that the ruthless tyrant had turned the little painter he’d picked up on the road to exile into the beloved empress of a golden age.

[1v1, mutually faithful, devoted guard-dog hero, fallen heroine’s comeback, pregnant heroine on the run]