After the Crown Prince Married Me to Bring Him Good Fortune

Overworked office drone Lu Yuexi fainted at her desk and unexpectedly woke up as the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Weiyuan's household. She had wealth, leisure, money, and beauty. Her only flaw was her poor health. She had a face that could outshine the moon, but was sickly and sorrowful, bedridden eight days out of ten.

One stormy night, after helping a boy who had fainted in front of her door, she accidentally discovered she could siphon other people's luck through physical contact. This boy was her miracle cure.

Yuexi tugged at his sleeve, and her back stopped aching and her legs stopped hurting.

Yuexi patted his head, and her appetite returned. She could eat two more bowls of rice.

To enjoy the good life, Lu Yuexi shamelessly stuck to him, showing up on time every day with bright eyes and clinging to him like a piece of sticky candy to borrow his luck. She brought him candy, flowers, and gifts, kept him company for meals, outings, and chats, and never ran out of sweet nothings to say.

"You're not a jinx. You're my little fairy."

"As for my reward, I want to kiss you!"

"Then can I pat your head? Just once. Please."

The taciturn young boy's ears turned red at the tips every day as she pestered him, but he never said a single word of refusal. He obediently lowered his head, letting her run her fingers through his hair. Blushes bloomed across his cheeks, and his eyes shimmered with tears, making him look shy and alluring.

At the time, Lu Yuexi had no idea that this poor, unlucky boy was the disgraced crown prince, whom everyone avoided. Xie Xingbei had endured scorn and hardship since childhood, but a spark had suddenly lit up his long, lonely, and dreary life.

Later, the powerful maternal relatives fell and imperial authority was restored. Only when the boy reclaimed his throne did Yuexi belatedly realize what kind of big shot she'd latched on to. With her husband's honors came her own, and the emperor and empress were a perfect pair. She was showered with unexpected doting, all arranged down to the last detail.

Pre-release: The Princess's Amnesia. If you're interested, do take a look!

Ming Lan transmigrated into a melodramatic angst novel.

She wasn't the heroine, but the villainess who forced herself on the male lead.

As a princess with immense power, she didn't need to drug him or sneak into his bed. People simply washed the male lead and delivered him to her bedchamber.

The sickly beauty lay in a golden cage.

The illustrious Imperial Tutor, Grand Tutor Xiao, was powerless to struggle or resist. All he could do was press his lips together in humiliation.

He was naked, his long hair cascading over him, red silk ribbons entwined across his body like red plum blossoms in the snow beneath a lonely, frosty moon. He was beautiful, but vicious, a black lotus who never forgave a slight.

The moment Ming Lan saw him, her phantom limb started hurting. All she could remember was the original novel's gruesome ending, where the princess had her eyes gouged out and her hands chopped off. How could she feel anything else? She turned to run. I'm not up for this. I can't do it. This isn't my type.

The System said in exasperation: You can't judge a man by looking at him. How do you know if you like him if you don't try?

Ming Lan was speechless. I think you just want me dead.

The System threatened and cajoled her: Follow the plot and I'll send you back home.

Though she was deeply reluctant, Ming Lan still followed the plot diligently to stay alive and get home, dutifully playing the role of a little troublemaker blinded by lust.

Every day, she checked off the routine task of kissing, cuddling, and teasing the male lead.

Day after day, she showed up in front of him right on time.

After three years, she successfully completed the story. Ming Lan worked out the date of her final departure, then swiftly stepped in front of Xiao Xingshu and calmly accepted her death. She faced the gleaming blade with a blissful smile.

She didn't die.

When she opened her eyes again, everything had already settled. Chancellor Xiao was overseeing the government as regent, and all the princess's followers had been imprisoned. Ming Lan instantly panicked and kept pretending to be unconscious in bed, ready to flee at any moment. She didn't see the unreadable emotions in Xiao Xingshu's eyes, or the possessiveness simmering beneath them.

The cool and aloof powerful official held her tightly in his arms. His embrace was warm, his voice low. A trembling sigh brushed past her ear as he asked, "Your Highness, don't you want me anymore?"

How terrifying. When in doubt, just pretend to have amnesia.

Anyway, she'd better keep pretending for now...

Theme: To know and love one another, to stay by each other's side, and to be each other's only love for a lifetime