Ye Wushuang's Jianghu

I transmigrated, and we met.

I fell in love, and I was hurt.

Only then did I realize

that not every woman who transmigrates is the heroine,

and that in someone else's dream, I am just a tragic ornament...

After reading so many stories about heroines who transmigrate and thrive in their new worlds, I couldn't help wanting to put one through the wringer. So I started this story, just to make her suffer.

So, the heroine in my story might have it a tiny bit rough~~

But I'm a loving mom. With the principle that a little angst is good for the soul, but too much is bad for you, I'll find my daughter a wonderful husband and give her a happy ending. After all, I don't like sad stories either. Shrug~~

Although this story has a wuxia setting, my brain is too small to come up with epic martial-world feuds or suspenseful schemes and intrigues, so it may just be a romance wearing a martial-world costume~ But this story isn't silly or childish~~

There may be countless things that bother you in this story. If it's not your cup of tea, please click the little red X~

Kind criticism and corrections are welcome~

Bows~

Exits~