After transmigrating, Wen Wanyi didn’t become a heaven-blessed prodigy with a protagonist’s halo. Instead, he became a famously beautiful fool. He accepted his lot. At least, a spoiled rich kid was unlikely to lose his head anytime soon.
But why did the prime minister’s son have to marry the emperor’s son to bring him good luck? And why was this prince a sickly weakling who couldn’t lift a finger? Fine, fine, Wen Wanyi could put up with that too… But!
Why had his prime minister father and the prince’s emperor father each shoved a bottle of poison into his hands on the eve of his wedding???
Was it really appropriate for a brainless cannon-fodder character like him to know about a coup and royal secrets at the same time? Why did everyone keep doing things that would get him killed?
So, faced with a disastrous start, Wen Wanyi couldn’t be bothered with scheming and just gave up. If none of them were going to survive anyway, they might as well go mad together! On their wedding night, he casually set both bottles of poison on the table.
Wen Wanyi: I’m coming clean. Your Highness, you can choose for yourself.
To his surprise, the supposedly sickly prince said in the gentlest, weakest voice, “I choose to go to the underworld with my consort.”
Wen Wanyi: Hold on, nobody said the prince’s illness was that of a lovesick, unhinged maniac!
A few things to know:
1. 【!Two male leads!】 Blunt, sunny, money-loving beauty on the receiving end x lovesick, (weak) unhinged prince on the pursuing end
2. He really is sick, and a little crazy too, but every aspect of the setup serves the romance. The blurb is for reference only; please judge by the story itself.
3. This story is set in a fictional world, with a mishmash of dynasties and other details. I want to mix political intrigue into a comedy, but I may not pull it off, so just enjoy it and don’t take it too seriously. No unsolicited writing advice, please.
4. 【Place to store your brain】
