The Exiled Princess's Farming Life in Another World

Updates in the evening [Homesteading + Infrastructure Building + Food + Reverse Conquest + All-About-the-Female-Lead Romance] After transmigrating into a Western fantasy world as an imperial princess, Grey thought she had drawn the script for "An Ordinary, Happy Life as a Princess." Then her good-for-nothing father kicked the bucket, her brothers and sisters were all killed by her uncle, the regent, and Grey, the sole survivor, was nominally granted a title but actually exiled to a bitterly cold land. Only then did she discover that the farming game she'd played in her previous life had come along with her. So I got the homesteading script! The racial talent encoded in her DNA awakened, and Grey's blood boiled. She rolled up her sleeves and got to work! But one person can only do so much. Homesteading requires helpers. Luckily, her thoughtful farm System had prepared them for her long ago. She could draw a limited-edition farm helper for just a few System points! Grey drew Helper A. Helper A was strong, with broad shoulders, a slender waist, and long legs. He looked like a natural farmhand. Grey handed Helper A a hoe. Helper A (tossing aside the hoe and dropping to one knee): "Your Highness, may I kiss your fingertips?" Grey: ? Grey drew Helper B. Helper B looked frail, but the System said he had elven blood, was skilled in wood magic, and could improve crop varieties. Grey handed Helper B a foxtail grass stalk. Helper B (tossing aside the grass and making flowers bloom at his fingertips): "Only flowers can match your beauty." Grey: ? Grey drew Helper C. Helper C was pale and gloomy, but the System said he was well versed in necromancy and could slaughter the farm's livestock quickly and painlessly. Grey led Helper C to the livestock shed. Helper C: "...I love only the dead. If you are prepared to become someone I love, then offer me your life." Grey: ?! What do you do when the hired hands won't work properly and spend every day trying to seduce the lady of the manor? Grey: They must not have enough work to do. - Blurb 2 (from the helpers' perspective): One day, the world's temple knights, Star Tower mages, necromancers, light elves, bards, and others... are suddenly summoned to a farm. There is a beautiful princess at the farm, and a voice from somewhere tells them they must win her over and make her fall in love with them to break free of the summoning and return to their original forms. But there is only one princess, and countless suitors. What else can they do? Give it everything they've got and compete for the princess's heart! - Blurb 3 (from the perspective of one particularly wronged man): The regent who exiled Grey sometimes thinks of the little princess. A cold sigh escapes his lips: "I should be hearing news of her death any day now." He imagines the little princess starving to death in the bitter wind, or, if she is unlucky, ending up in a monster's belly. The regent waits and waits... But the news of the little princess's death never comes. Frowning, the regent summons the court mage and has him cast a water-mirror spell, projecting an image from a thousand miles away. And there he sees... Outside, snow falls heavily. Inside, the fireplace makes the room warm as spring. The "poor little princess" lies in an elf's fragrant embrace, eating fried chicken and drinking cola, while a bard plays music beside her. After finishing the fried chicken, the little princess pats her belly. "Fried chicken really does get tiring if you eat too much. Let's have hot pot tomorrow instead!" The knight wipes her mouth and agrees. The necromancer gives a cold laugh and makes the chicken bones disappear without a trace. "Hot pot is fine, but no secretly dipping cilantro into my pot." The white-robed mage pats the little princess on the head in warning, then glances toward the water mirror. The court mage: "This is, " Before he can finish his exclamation, the water mirror shatters. Of course it does. After all "That's the master of the Star Tower, the creator of the water-mirror spell?!" The court mage's cry is drowned out by the regent's dark, inky gaze. A lighthearted, feel-good story. Perhaps it could also be called A Report on the Compatibility of Homesteading and Romance Systems. Everyone has a one-sided crush on the female lead, while she only wants to farm. There will be plenty of men fighting over her. Theme: Building a better life with your own two hands