Ye Xingling was a modern-day screenwriter who somehow transmigrated into the very script she had written.
The good news: She had brought the script with her and could change the plot.
The bad news: She had transmigrated into a disposable undercover agent who died just minutes after appearing, and her body had come along with her!
To stay alive, she picked up her pen and changed the script: 'The regent falls in love with the cannon-fodder princess consort at first sight and vows to protect her at all costs.'
The original owner had been poisoned and forced to work diligently as an undercover agent at the regent's side. But since Ye Xingling had transmigrated in her own body, the poison had no effect on her. So she focused on cultivating her adorable daily routine, halfheartedly handling her spy assignments. To her superior, she would say:
'The prince has been in a rather poor mood lately.'
'He may have come down with depression. No signs of rebellion for now.'
To the prince, she would say:
'Your Highness, we haven't seen each other for half a day. It feels like three autumns have passed.'
When she had nothing else to do, she returned to her old line of work, writing melodramatic, devoted romances full of angst and making a fortune.
Once her identity was exposed, Ye Xingling had already earned enough money. She staged her death in style and left the political power struggle behind. She wrote the following herself:
'I know I have wronged Your Highness.'
'Your Highness need not dirty his hands.'
'I shall atone with my death!'
But Ye Xingling was still discovered.
The ruthless regent's handsome face darkened. 'Want to know how I found you?'
Ye Xingling shrank back. When she saw the book in Pei Lang's hand, titled The Domineering Prince Falls in Love with Me, she understood at once.
'Your Highness, please spare me!'
Regent Pei Lang had thought he had completely renounced love. But lately, whenever he got close to that undercover agent, his heart started pounding. Could it be that he had fallen for her?
When two bickering enemies reunite, is it love at first sight, or a one-click fight to the death?
Theme: Fate is like an unfinished script. Scripts can be changed, and so can fate.
