Transmigrated as a Fortune Teller, I Woo the Stunning, Cool Beauty

(Rating just released) [Girls’ Love, dual female leads, GL] [Both virgins + transmigration + alternate history + metaphysics + daily life + lighthearted comedy + scheming heroine + sweet romance + secret identities + career comeback + wish fulfillment] In her previous life, Cui Yanru died suddenly after staying up all night. When she opened her eyes, she had become a half-baked fortune-teller in a small town in Jiangnan during the Great Qian dynasty. Not only was her family dirt poor, but her fiercely protective mother was going hungry, too. From the start, a local thug smashed her stall, but she unexpectedly became bound to the Heavenly Path’s Qi-Reading Art, which let her see anyone’s fortune and misfortune at a glance. Just as she was preparing to put her powers of persuasion to work, the stunning young widow who had recently moved in next door, Qi Zhaoyue, got caught up in a dispute. Looking at the delicate beauty with her picture-perfect features, Cui Yanru felt something stir within her. “Miss, I see the faint signs of a romantic calamity between your brows. Allow me to read your fortune and feel your bones to ward it off.” From then on, fortune-telling and healing became part of daily life. The two women and Cui Yanru’s mother became good neighbors, but no low wall could keep Cui Yanru’s enthusiasm at bay. - Qi Zhaoyue tried her best to resist Cui Yanru’s suggestion, but the faint blush at the corners of her eyes gave her away completely. She felt helpless, yet her heart softened... This wasn’t warding off some romantic calamity at all. This rascal was planting peach blossoms in her heart! - Before long, the bookshop the two of them opened together became famous throughout Great Qian. Wearing an expensive brocade dress, Qi Zhaoyue slapped a thick stack of banknotes into Cui Yanru’s arms. She turned her head away, not daring to look at her, but spoke with unmistakable authority. “Stop telling fortunes on the street. If you get tired, come home. I’ll take care of you.” Cui Yanru weighed the banknotes in her hand, then casually pulled her wife into her arms. Being kept really is the best.