His Highness Wins Me Over by Pretending to Cry

A pampered, bold little ray of sunshine versus a cold-faced cutie who falls for her all on his own. Li Qingmeng, a modern-day corporate drudge working in planning, dies unexpectedly and transmigrates into the dynasty of Dazhao. To protect his adopted daughter, her prime minister father sends for the real heiress in the middle of the night and makes her marry Prince An, the emperor's younger brother. She hasn't even accepted reality when she points at herself. “Wait, me? Is this incredible fortune finally coming my way?” But the next moment, the poison takes effect and leaves her writhing in agony. Fortunately, she has a golden finger. Ding! Her five-second rewind and indestructible body have arrived. The Prince An she imagined is elegant and handsome, powerful, and decisive. In reality, he's a notorious, unreasonable wastrel. Well, if nobody else wanted him, he was probably no good. But she smiles to herself. She's no angel either, and now she can take on the capital's wastrel set. But she absolutely refuses to marry a stranger. On their wedding night, she slips him a bowl of sleeping draught to avoid sharing the bridal chamber. Who could have guessed Prince An had the same idea? A twist of fate leads to a night of tangled limbs and repeated outrageous encounters. This scoundrel even teases her with a satisfied look. “It seems the Princess Consort is quite skilled at riding?” … Yan Heng has always been impeccably chaste and kept his distance from women. Then she appeared, with a face he would never forget, and took the innocence he had guarded for twenty years. He can't accept it. He wants to be her husband. He wants to be the only person she cares about. He wants her to belong to him alone, in this life and every life to come. A sharp slap shatters all his fantasies. Before he can speak, tears spill from his eyes, sparkling drops falling into her trembling palm. He catches a fleeting trace of panic in her eyes, and knows that acting pitiful really does work. Note: A fictional transmigration story. Lighthearted and absurd comedy, no female rivalry or wicked female side characters. The male lead respects boundaries. Both leads are each other's first. A sweet romance. Both leads are over twenty. A wish-fulfillment story with no angst. The heroine gets revenge on the spot and never lets herself be wronged. Also, the male lead falls for her first, while the heroine is too dense to notice. Coming soon: My Younger Brother-in-Law Has Gone Mad Other people transmigrate and become highborn mistresses, surrounded by luxury and adoration. Chen Muqiu, on the other hand, becomes a free servant in a general's household, serving tea and swallowing insults, working dutifully without complaint. Why should she put up with that? She was never born to be a soft touch for others to trample on. Her good-for-nothing general husband, her cruel and heartless mother-in-law, and the ungrateful child who never learns to appreciate her: she won't spare a single one who stands in her way. In the vast, cold general's household, she is left alone to enjoy its endless riches and her title of nobility. But one night, a dark figure slips inside. Her younger brother-in-law kneels by the bed, his voice low and stubborn. “Sister-in-law, marry me.” The old Chen Muqiu used to moon over him, following him around with her eyes. But ever since her elder brother-in-law returned from the frontier, she has treated him coldly and won't spare him even a glance. The enormous change awakens a deep fixation in the man's heart. “Interesting.” Possessive desire flares in his eyes. “That useless elder brother of mine isn't good enough for you. You should be mine.” How could a child bearing traces of another man be worthy of being hers? He wants a child, one that belongs entirely to the two of them. Note: The heroine is not a virgin, but the hero is. Theme: Face everything with a positive attitude.