After I Transmigrated, I Became the God of War's Heartbreaker

As the legitimate daughter of a marquis's household, Su Wan is the most beautiful woman in the capital. Her skin is as pale and smooth as jade, and her rosy face and sultry eyes make her look alluring.

After transmigrating into the apocalypse, she was reborn. In this life, she won't make herself suffer. She'll wear the boldest rouge, dress in the most figure-hugging gauze skirts, and live the flirtatious, carefree life she wants.

Prince Yu, Qi Yan, is a celebrated military hero, refined and peerlessly handsome. He fixes his deep, wintry eyes on her and gives a soft laugh. "Is that so?"

Su Wan: It wasn't me, I didn't do it, I'm very well-behaved.

Deep in an apricot grove, a graceful young gentleman dressed in white, with a jade flute in his hand, furrows his brow with a faint, restrained look of sadness. She is instantly captivated.

He's exactly her type: resolute yet handsome, refined yet with a hidden streak of boldness.

So she approaches with a smile, pulls the plain ribbon from his hair and winds it around her wrist, then lifts his delicate chin and teases him. "The moment I saw you, my heart was filled with joy. May I join my life with yours, and let our hair turn white together?"

1. A soft, flirtatious heroine + a hero who adores her to the heavens.

2. A sweet, feel-good treat.

3. The hero has a leg injury and uses a wheelchair at first, but recovers later.

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Jiang Ranshu transmigrates into a Qing Dynasty novel she just read. In the book, she's a charming little palace maid who tries to climb into the bed of the emperor. She's caught at the crucial moment, killed with a single stroke of the young Kangxi's sword, and thrown into a mass grave.

The heroine, who encouraged her to climb into bed with the emperor, is watching eagerly, waiting to take the jade bottle after she dies and step over her corpse to rise to power.

Jiang Ranshu clutches the jade bottle in her hand and decides none of that matters. Once she's old enough, she'll leave the palace, find an ordinary husband, and live a simple life.

Kangxi asks in a husky voice: Really?

Jiang Ranshu, pinned against the wall with a hand around her waist: It wasn't me, I didn't do it. I just want to be the quietest flower on the background wall.

1. A sweet, feel-good treat, set in a partly fictionalized Qing Dynasty.

2. Kangxi: I was once an emperor for the ages, and then...

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