Transmigrate into a Book: The Beautiful 1970s Villainess Is Gorgeous and Crazy

[Transmigrate into a book set in the 1970s + marriage first, love later + one-on-one, devoted to each other + sweet and spicy, wild and unrestrained heroine × cold, abstinent hero with a surprisingly cute side]

The moment Ji Shu opened her eyes, she had transmigrated into the role of a busty, dim-witted, pitifully pretty cannon-fodder female rival!

From the start, she’d slept with Qin Yuehuai, the most dangerous villain in the entire military region, thinking he was a gigolo.

And now she was supposed to take responsibility?

Her original character’s father had died, her mother had remarried, and she lived in a thatched hut with only a hard plank bed.

She spent all day pulling weeds for two work points and had nearly been tricked by the female lead, Su Wan, into jumping into a river.

Ji Shu turned around and led the whole village to catch Su Wan in the act of cheating.

She even snatched the magical space right from under the female lead’s nose.

Later, when the retired senior commander of the military region suffered a relapse of an old injury and the hospital could do nothing, she stuck in a few silver needles.

Three days later, he was up and walking.

Word of it spread through the army.

Her comrades-in-arms said, “Doctor Ji’s silver needles are incredible. Three pricks and she had him back on his feet.”

Another lowered his voice. “She’s a real beauty, too. Our regimental commander sure is lucky.”

That night, Qin Yuehuai blocked her at the doorway, his voice dangerously hoarse. “Those bites you gave me. How are you going to make it up to me?”

Ji Shu rose onto her tiptoes and leaned close to his ear, her warm breath brushing his neck.

“Let me in, and I’ll tell you all about it.”

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I’m a regimental commander, and I was ordered to visit the families of fallen soldiers in the countryside. By sheer coincidence, I ended up in bed with a gorgeous, alluring woman.

I’m a traditional man. I’ll take responsibility for her.

My wife is ten years younger than me, petite, clever, and radiant. She’s my one and only treasure. I’m more than willing to let down all my defenses and spend the rest of my life cherishing her.

The person my wife loves most is me.