When a Drama Queen Meets a Wolf in Sheep's Clothing [Reborn]

"Lean on a big tree for shade, cling to someone's leg and you have nothing to fear."

After being reborn, Su Wanqing has only one goal: win over her handsome prince, who is disguised as a man.

Because in six months, her father and brother will be framed and thrown into prison, and this very prince will personally submit a request to have them executed as soon as possible.

Determined not to repeat the same mistakes, she resolves to bring this sturdy leg into her arms and make it her own...

"Your Highness doesn't trust me. My heart hurts so much."

"Su Wanqing, could you please act normal..."

"Your Highness, let's go to bed~"

"Y-you... Put your clothes back on!"

"Your Highness, I'll never leave you in this life. Wherever you go, I'll go too~"

"Su Wanqing... Don't you dare regret this."

[Mu Yuzhen's Version]:

Mu Yuzhen never meant to hurt anyone, including her well-behaved princess consort.

She just didn't know why the princess consort had suddenly become a different person, clinging to her so relentlessly.

When she was wronged in the rear courtyard, she sobbed and cried.

Annoying.

When she was criticized after visiting her family, she held back her tears, only to turn around and cry again.

Annoying.

To secure a good post for her father, she gave a little tug, and her snowy-white underclothes slipped to the floor, revealing a glimpse of her bright-red bodice. Tears glistened in her eyes.

...So... so annoying.

#What to Do When the Scheming Prince Keeps Getting More Bashful#

#I'm Focused on Following the Plot, But My Bedmate Picked Up a Romance Script#

#She Lied About Her Feelings, But the One Who Got Fooled Is Enjoying It?#

[Reading Guide]:

1. A haughty, affected, dramatic princess consort x a shrewd, sharp-witted prince who always calls her out. 1v1, happy ending.

2. The writing gets increasingly silly.

3. Expected to wrap up at 400,000 words. If it doesn't end, I'm a turtle :). All right, come on in and have a look~

Coming soon: I Transmigrated at Fast-Forward Speed in a Farming Game. Please show it lots of support, come on in and play~

Lu Xi transmigrated into a farming game.

And she has to survive for twenty-five years, or she'll be trapped there forever.

As a veteran player, Lu Xi figures twenty-five years will pass in the blink of an eye.

But after her city suffers its eighth famine and the neighboring big brother sends an army to its borders for the twentieth time, Lu Xi finally breaks down.

"Damn developer, why don't you just kill me already!"

Rumble!

A bolt of lightning strikes. Lu Xi is left crisp on the outside, tender on the inside, and deliciously fragrant.

"...You really can do it."

Infrastructure paves the way to happiness. Let's build a beautiful new life together!

Lu Xi gets her head straight, rolls up her sleeves, and gets to work. She leads a bunch of lazy NPCs toward success, preparing to strike a decisive blow against the enemy...

Then she wakes up one morning, and three years have passed.

The air is thick with smoke, corpses litter the land, walls lie in ruins, and the whole nation is on the verge of collapse.

Lu Xi: "...?"

So this is a game where you just play around.

*

The second female lead's romance, details kept secret

The first thing I saw in this world was you.

And the last thing I saw was you, too.

You appeared in my life again and again, effortlessly controlling everything about me.

From toddlerhood to childhood, from a young girl to a bride.

But your eyes never once rested on me.

Not even for a moment.

But it doesn't matter.

Though I may be insignificant, I am not lowly.

In the carriage taking me far away to marry, I looked back at you standing beneath the willows by the pavilion, watching me leave. For the first time, I felt an overwhelming desire.

What does it matter if I unsettle the world? What does it matter if I stir up a storm? I want this world to know no peace.

Three years later, I waited for you as promised.

And for the keen edge of your sword...

"I'll deal with my own people myself."

Your voice was just as it had been back then, every word ringing clear and strong.

The sword pressed to my throat, blood staining my clothes.

I smiled.

Listen closely.

She said that I am hers.

*

In a nutshell:

We met when I was one,

and parted when I was twenty-five.

Though we met only thirteen times,

that was enough to leave a mark on my heart forever.

*

27/08/2025

Theme: Everything in the world has two sides. What you see with your own eyes may not be true. Love and hate can change in an instant. To appreciate the beauty of the world, you must feel it with your heart.