The Little Princess and the Sacred Monk in a Matriarchal World

When Princess Yuening was fifteen, she fell for a... monk.

This monk was nothing like a proper cleric. In fact, he was quite the opposite.

He was born with a bewitching face and a pair of unfathomable, peach-blossom eyes.

How could he be a shaven-headed monk? He was clearly a demon from a storybook, one who could steal a person's soul.

Princess Yuening wasn't like the canaries in the imperial palace. She had transmigrated from another world.

But even though she thought she'd seen so many handsome celebrities that it would take a lot to make her heart flutter, she still couldn't resist his peerless beauty.

Her heart stopped between his brows and eyes as snow drifted all around them on a winter's day.

Later,

when she touched his beautiful mermaid tail and he went limp in her arms, cheeks flushed and breathing unevenly,

Yuening finally thought, "H-how is anyone supposed to resist this?"

Wasn't he even more alluring than the little demon in a storybook?

Reading Guide:

One-on-one romance, happy ending, male pregnancy.

The female lead transmigrates; the male lead is a merman.

This is not a serious matriarchal-world story. It has many personal headcanons, and the matriarchal-world elements aren't very strong.

The setting is entirely fictional. Every plot hole and lapse in logic exists to serve the romance between the little princess and the holy monk. I just wanted to write a sweet little love story that's sugary from beginning to end.

Theme: Meeting, keeping each other company, and warming one another through the long years.