Ah... I'm a perfectly ordinary woman, but I've transmigrated into a man's body? Oh heavens! Oh earth! When I grow up, will I have to marry a wife and have a son? I'm not a lesbian, nooooooooooooooooooo! Why don't you just let me die a few more times~
Huh? Why don't men have little JJs? Don't tell me I've had such rotten luck that I transmigrated into the body of a little eunuch? What? I'm a woman in men's clothing? That's fine, I never could learn the proper manners and virtue of an ancient woman, and I don't like needlework either. I'll just use my "male" body to chase after handsome guys!
Wow! There are so many handsome men in ancient times. I'm so lucky. I'll use my "man's" identity to tease them and watch their faces turn red. Wow, this is fun. But when I ran away after getting my heart broken, I happened to run into someone who wanted to kill me. Why is he handsome too? What should I do? He's trying to kill me, but whatever. I'll keep him by my side as my bodyguard and torment him little by little. But somehow, little by little, I feel like I can't live without him. Except I'm a "man," so there's no way we can be together. But when he looks at me with those deep eyes, oh my, my heart is beating so fast I can barely take it, mama mia! Somebody save me!
While I was happily having fun with all the handsome guys, I failed to notice the danger lurking behind me...
(One woman and many men. If that's not your thing, don't read.)
