I was living just fine in the modern world, then transmigrated without so much as a say in the matter.
Fine, I transmigrated, but I became an old maid who waits on other people.
Fine, I'm old, but even an old cow can still graze. I've heard ancient times are full of handsome men and gorgeous beauties. I don't ask for much: one is enough, two isn't too many, and three would be just right.
But then, sir, who are you?! How long has it been since you last bathed?! And you, little brat, get your dirty paws off me!
You're both princes, so why are you treated so differently?!
All right, all right. Auntie Laixi will take care of you. I'll lead you to prosperity and a better life!
P.S. This is a transmigration story. I wrote it to portray a male lead who remains gentle and kind even in adversity, never turning scheming or cruel.
Well! So well written! It's a pity that the author is not coming back! Cry?
Why should I jump into pit d(ŐдŐ๑), why OTZ
Please update. It's really beautiful.
I really like your writing. Why don't you write it again? I want to cry.
Don't give up, I'm waiting for you to come back
Why did Weiwei stop writing even though her writing was so beautiful?
Alas, year after year,
I saw my message half a year ago I have read and re-read the article. It would be great if I could write it myself. I don't have to wait all the time.
Where have you been? Dad, I'm calling you~~Hurry up and fill in the holes~ The grass has grown on those squatting in the holes~
Wen Hang is like a scar in my heart. The wound has healed, but the pain still remains. Those stories gradually fade away, leaving only a sigh~ Actually, I want to say, Fei Da~ When will you come back? Any hole, just fill it in~