What should you do if you transmigrate into the past as a foolish princess, still young, with a mother who died early, a home with nothing in it, and palace servants who bully you?
Zhao Xishui: No worries, I've still got a golden finger. Armed with the Blind Box System, she begins her daily routine of earning favor to win blind boxes.
One favor point gets you a level-one blind box. Two favor points get you a level-two blind box. The higher the box's level, the more likely it is to contain what you want.
Ding! Congratulations, Host, you've opened a level-one blind box/1 and received: the location of a seasoning herb.
Ding! Congratulations, Host, you've opened a level-two blind box/1 and received: a formula for treating insomnia.
Ding! Congratulations, Host, you've opened a level-three blind box/1 and received: the chief eunuch's likes and dislikes.
Zhao Xishui diligently completes her tasks. Before long, the emperor, his consorts, his officials, and even a cat... all find that the little princess is especially thoughtful and lovable now that she's no longer foolish.
With the Blind Box System, Zhao Xishui repairs her home, studies medical texts, trains in martial arts, and more... She successfully turns a terrible hand into a winning one, becoming the beloved dream girl whom countless young men hope to marry.
Yet no one expected Zhao Xishui to reject everyone and throw herself into the arms of the murderous, gloomy, cold-hearted Prince of Dingbei.
Xiao Jianshan, the Prince of Dingbei, suffered a calamity in childhood. His parents were brutally killed, and his servants betrayed him. He could only fight with all his strength to find a way forward. At his most agonizing moment, only one person reached out to help him, but he forgot who that person was.
Later, he headed north to the imperial court, was made a marquis and rewarded, and met a little girl on a snowy day.
From then on, an impossible desire took root in his desolate heart.
Coming soon
Gu Youzhi, a second-generation cultivator, is a good-for-nothing slacker who has spent over a decade mooching around the sect on her parents' coattails. She enjoys the best treatment and makes the fewest contributions. Just as the sect leader is about to kick her out to serve as an outer-sect errand disciple, she happens to bind herself to the Cannon Fodder System.
"Please complete your tasks diligently, Host. Complete them and you'll be rewarded with a top-grade immortal bone."
Gu Youzhi: ...Fine, fine.
Later
The Demon Lord: "I have a rebellious disciple who clung to me for years. She was frail and timid, but just when I finally fell for her and accepted her, she told me it had all been just for fun."
Gu Youzhi: "...That was me."
The Demon Lord of the Yao: "I had a subordinate with pitifully low cultivation. I treated her as nothing more than a bed warmer. I never imagined that when all the yao rebelled and I was surrounded on every side, she would be the only one who stayed by my side... But she died in my arms."
Gu Youzhi: "...That was me too."
The Sword Lord: "I had a childhood sweetheart. She said she loved me and would never leave me, and I believed her. Then, when our great enemy was upon us, she pushed me into the abyss and fled without looking back. I hated her so much... but I loved her."
Gu Youzhi: "...That was all me."
With the secret identities provided by the System, Gu Youzhi runs wild, acting devoted when the role calls for it and turning cold when the time comes. After completing every task, she uses her immortal bone to rise to become a prodigy of the sect, basking in glory.
Until the powerful men she'd toyed with come looking for her...
Gu Youzhi: "!!!"
It's all the System's fault. I'm just an ordinary, unremarkable slacker!
Life goal: a beautiful slacker who wants to do nothing but mooch around and wait to die & devoted male lead in multiple fragments
Theme: The harder you work, the luckier you get
I obviously have three thousand more, why didn't you give me a little red flower/cry?
Come on, baby, come on! Very well written!
My <(ToT)> heart is shattered. I burnt all four fingers on my right hand while cooking, and the blisters are very painful. Emmm, although I don't know if anyone can tell me, I'll write more if I can write well today, and if I can't, I won't write more. Woo woo woo.
Looking forward to the next plot, come on, madam!!