You transmigrate, and are sold to a brothel as soon as you arrive.
The good news: you're too old for the madam to make you sell your body.
The bad news: you've become the maid to the brothel's youngest and most hated courtesan.
In the brothel, you and your mistress depend on each other. She's always in control, while you keep your head down and know your place.
As a hopeless face devotee, you gaze at a face that haunts your dreams every day. At last, one day, you shamefully have an erotic dream about her.
Watching the woman from your dream, whom countless men compete to bid for and hope to buy out of the brothel, you fall into deep thought.
But before you can figure anything out, she interrupts you and gleefully runs away with you.
With countless pursuers behind you and a steep cliff ahead, you think you're about to die for love with her.
Just as you're about to confess your feelings before you die, she scoops you into a bridal carry and soars into the air. What a magnificent eagle's flight!
She laughs with abandon, and you give up thinking altogether.
What kind of world have you transmigrated into... What is this, some kind of lightness skill?!
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Happy ending
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Second-person narration
Theme: A beautiful relationship is precious
