A Grasshopper's Transmigration Journal

I dug this hole myself, so I might as well fill it in myself. After running away for a year, I finally turned my comedy-writing heart into one that writes tragic romance. I'm going to rewrite it as angst!! Guoguo swears she really only thought about it for a moment, just a tiny moment, and yet she actually transmigrated. Great, she transmigrated, and as a baby at that. Still swaddled, she was nearly wiped out along with her entire family by their enemies. She survived the catastrophe, but everywhere she went, bloodshed and chaos followed. Looking up and asking herself why, all she could do was sigh: she was a walking disaster. She thought she'd found a handsome master, only to discover, to her dismay, that he was a half-mad Taoist who could change his face, and an utterly twisted prankster to boot. She grew up amid misery and danger, honing her skills through a hail of bullets and arrows. She thought she could finally go down the mountain and avenge her family, but instead became a guard to a commandery princess in the prince's manor. She thought she could finally make her mark in a grand battle, but alas, she was still cursed with bad luck. The martial world was once again swept up in bloodshed, and the prince's manor was massacred. She rescued a fallen princess and once again set out to hunt down the culprit. With a heavy heart, she looked up at the sky and sighed: when would she meet the man destined for her? But reality offered no clear answer. Princess: