Roll On, Golden Finger! [Quick Transmigration]

Also known as "How Do I Save You, My Ice-Cold Beauty?" Wen Zhi accidentally transmigrates between different worlds with a portable space. Aside from picking up bargains and coasting to the pinnacle of life, the only thing she has to fret over is how to get her own battered, ice-cold beauty into her bowl, then cherish and enjoy him to the fullest. Dong Xuanqing: Don't I have any dignity? I'm your biggest cheat, don't you get it?! Wen Zhi: Hmm? Want kisses, cuddles, and to be lifted up high? Dong Xuanqing: Now that's the life! Content warnings: One-on-one romance, feel-good and sweet, female lead coasts to success, and the protagonists aren't conventionally good people. My next novel, "The Noble Consort Is Live-Streaming Her Gossip," is updating daily~ Please add it to your collection~ Blurb The noble consort is fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged. Her family is powerful, and her personality is bold. The emperor's favor and affection for her never waver, and he spoils her as if he could give her all the love in the world. But when the Lu family falls overnight and every accusation is heaped upon her, she is sentenced to death by white silk. Only then does she realize it was all an illusion. The emperor had merely used her as a scapegoat to protect the frail, kindhearted White Lotus Empress behind him. Qin Qian, the empire's chief medicinal botanist and single for thirty years, slams her desk as she reads the novel, cursing the doomed Noble Consort Lu for being an idiot. She had such a good hand, but threw it all away over a shared cucumber, ruining herself completely. Even on the verge of death, she was still wondering whether the emperor had ever truly loved her. She couldn't have been more foolish. Before she can finish speaking, she falls into a rift in time along with her medicinal botanist System. In the blink of an eye, she becomes the unlucky Noble Consort Lu Qian. Well, at this point she's not a noble consort yet. She's just finished the imperial selection and has been assigned as the Sixth Prince's secondary consort. Qin Qian has had an earful of advice on inner-court scheming, and her vision goes dark. Ancient times are freaking dangerous! I want to go home! Lu Qian's daily routine: Pay her respects to the principal wife, shower cucumbers with over-the-top praise, then sit on a little stool in the back courtyard to watch the gossip and drama unfold. With a medicinal botanist System as her golden finger, if anyone's sick, I've got the cure! Core message: