Synopsis
[Blurb]
Hua Jiran transmigrates into a novel with a female-dominant world, where she becomes a fake princess who constantly opposes the heroine and steals her men.
To change her fate, she has no choice but to make herself a real princess, plotting every which way to get her biological father onto the throne as the imperial consort.
But then an imperial decree arrives, arranging her marriage. Any princess who reaches eighteen without a career will be assigned seven husbands.
Hua Jiran is in despair. She's a devoted romantic who has never even touched a man's hand, and she simply can't cope with a world whose plot is steadily going off the rails.
To survive, she has to return to her old trade: writing for money, publishing newspapers to shape public opinion, and building a thriving career by winning verbal battles.
She discovers that this world is culturally impoverished, and its entertainment industry is just as barren.
The romance in stories here isn't just underdeveloped. It's practically nonexistent.
Hua Jiran: What will you people, who only know how to churn out smut, do when I bring out my pure-love novels?
Hua Jiran immediately grabs a writing brush and gets to work.
[The Young Master I've Secretly Loved for Years Has Been Hiding My Portrait] A female-dominant version of pure, innocent campus love
[The One I Love Most Is the Husband I Was Forced to Marry for an Alliance] A tale of heartbreak and vengeance after an arranged marriage turns to love
[A Gambling Addict for a Mother, a Frail Father, a Young Brother, a Broken-Hearted Him, Millions in Debt, and an Obnoxious Rival] A domineering princess falls for a penniless young man with a life full of holes
[He's Getting Married, but I'm Not His Lord Husband] Childhood sweethearts lose out to the male lead who arrives later
[After Being Reborn, I Didn't Choose Him as My Husband, but on My Wedding Day, He Wept and Begged Me to Take Him Home] The long road to winning back a wife, with regrets too late to undo
[Three Years Ago, He Was Supposed to Marry Into My Family. Three Years Later, He's My Seventh Aunt's Husband. At Night, He Sneaks Into My Bed and Insists on Giving Me a Little Sister] Healthy romance is all well and good, but forbidden love is so much more thrilling: the ultimate young stepfather fantasy
[He Killed My Entire Family for Revenge, but I Couldn't Bear to Let Him Die. I Tormented Him, I Loved Him] Love and hate entwined, a deeply anguished romance
[After He Died, Everyone Wept and Begged Him to Come Back to Life] Posthumous protagonist fiction
Hua Jiran's sensational titles send her bookshop's popularity soaring and bring countless taxes into the national treasury.
Her career gradually stabilizes, and at last she escapes the fate of being a baby-making tool. But everyone sees themselves in her books and keeps pushing her higher and higher.
All sorts of handsome men come flocking to her.
The refined and easygoing scholar treasures her signed book: "A brushstroke from the Lady, a flower among immortals. If you have feelings for me, why not take me as your consort?"
The sociable butterfly, reformed for her sake, greets her at the inn: "When I turn around, there you are, beneath the dim lights. I only wish the Lady would look back and see me."
The most esteemed young lord of a powerful house lowers his eyes and invites her out: "The spring breeze is growing warm, and the peach blossoms in the countryside are in full bloom."
The carefree wanderer of the martial world rides a thousand miles to offer her a peach blossom: "Under the bright lanterns and the full moon, amid the cold snow atop Zhongnan Mountain, only the first peach blossom to bloom is worthy of you."
The white-haired, icy national preceptor bends for her and paints on her body: "I want to carve you into my bones and blood, so we'll be together forever, every moment of every day."
The great demon of the Black Sea willingly imprisons himself in the palace for her: "I'll be waiting for you to devour me eighteen ways from Sunday."
The immortal gives up eternal life just to have her look back at him once more: "If you weren't in this world, what use would immortality be?"
Note:
The heroine only wants to build her career, not fall in love. In the end, she lucks into becoming empress. The romance may seem normal, but it's actually completely unhinged.
Theme: It's never too late to do what you want.
