The Fussy Princess Transmigrates into a Book

My other novel, My Ancestor Is the Empress Dowager, is updated daily. Its blurb is below. Please add it to your collections!

For seven years, Pei Xu had been perfectly playing the role of the spoiled princess in The Powerful Minister. Little did she know that the transmigration system had malfunctioned. When she woke up again, she had transmigrated once more.

System: This is an old-fashioned CEO romance. The heroine is the author's darling, the apple of her parents' eye, her husband's beloved, and a hugely popular actress loved by everyone.

As the heroine's foil, you are the illegitimate daughter of a fallen tycoon family, an obscure online influencer no one cares about. By a twist of fate, you marry the notorious, sinister, heartless villain, only to be cruelly abandoned and die in the street.

Pei Xu merely gave a cool look with her bright eyes and said, "Die in the street? In your dreams."

System: Then rein in your temper and forget your last mission...

Pei Xu: "When I play the zither, I need the Nine Heavens Ring Pendant from the Tang dynasty."

"For calligraphy and painting, I need specially made, semi-sized, pure-skin Xuan paper and fine wolf-hair brushes."

"The Go board has to be made of Chinese torreya, and the pieces must be black jade and white mutton-fat jade."

System: ...You're really asking for trouble, aren't you?

On Pei Xu's first day after transmigrating, her CEO husband was embroiled in a scandal over an illegitimate child. She simply waved her hand and wrote him a plaque that read, "Unchaste man, may your bones break!"

CEO husband: ???

Who the hell is so vicious as to ruin a man's good name?!

On Pei Xu's second day after transmigrating, online trolls spread rumors that she was the daughter of a mistress, drawing countless netizens' accusations and abuse. She boldly tagged her scumbag father: "Come out and explain yourself."

Righteous netizens: ??

Sis is so badass, I love her!

On Pei Xu's third day after transmigrating, she faced off in a live broadcast against a young Go prodigy. The two traded moves, and the match was neck and neck.

Comments in the livestream: ??

Are we about to witness the birth of a once-in-a-century Go star?!

On Pei Xu's fourth day after transmigrating, a video of her performing Guangling Melody passed a hundred million views online. The once-unknown influencer became an overnight sensation.

Her former haters: ??

Is it too late to become a fan now?!

On Pei Xu's Nth day after transmigrating, fed up with the author's brainless supporting characters and their petty rivalry over men, she gave every female supporting character a copy of The Second Sex.

System: ?? A path I never imagined!

Regarding his contractual wife, CEO Qi Yanzong once made his position perfectly clear:

"I will never allow feelings to taint this pure financial relationship!"

Later, as more and more people became fans of his feisty wife, Mr. Qi casually pulled out their marriage certificate. "I've got this. Do you?"

#MyMarriageIsAllAboutLove#

#AnyoneWhoBreaksUpSomeoneElse'sMarriageIsTrash!#

#EvenAContractMarriageCanTurnReal,GetIt?#

Blurb for My Ancestor Is the Empress Dowager

Xie Qiyan, the only son of the Xie family, is a notorious playboy in their circle. He spends money like water and lives for pleasure. Some people predicted that the young master Xie would end up in trouble sooner or later.

A few months later, the prediction came true. One morning, Xie Qiyan was hospitalized after a car accident, and he spent a full six months in the hospital.

When he reappeared, people found that the once notorious young master Xie had become a completely different person.

His rowdy friends invited him out drinking and partying.

Xie Qiyan: I'm studying. I'm busy.

A beautiful underclassman made a grand confession from afar.

Xie Qiyan: Sorry, I only love studying.

In the end, Xie Qiyan, worn down by all the attention, changed the usernames on all his social media accounts to:

"Studying. Do not disturb!"

Everyone: ???

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At the start of the new semester, a dazzling beauty arrived at the art college next door. The senior students from every department rubbed their hands together, eager to make a move.

But before half a day had passed, someone snapped a photo of the new underclassman walking with Xie Qiyan.

The usually aloof young master Xie held an umbrella in his right hand and her bag in his left, wearing a smile on his face.

Although everyone on the campus forum was spreading rumors that young master Xie and the underclassman were dating, there were still stubborn souls willing to take their chances with her.

Senior No. 1: Serenaded her with a guitar, his singing voice seductive.

Xie Qiyan casually called the principal. "I'm reporting someone lighting candles in front of the women's dorm. It's a fire hazard."

Two minutes later, campus security arrived and dispersed the crowd.

Senior No. 2: Ran into her in the cafeteria and slipped her a love letter.

Xie Qiyan snatched the letter and tossed it in the trash. "You? You think you're worthy?"

Senior No. 3: Showed concern for her during a club activity.

Xie Qiyan squeezed between them and talked nonstop about everything from astronomy to geography.

Later, even Xie Qiyan's best friend fell in love with the underclassman at first sight. After several attempts to win her over were blocked, his friend raged: You keep saying you're not a couple. If you're not a couple, why won't you let me pursue her?

Xie Qiyan: ...

Because...

She's my ancestor! My great-great-great... to the Nth power grandmother! The mighty empress dowager who rules from behind the curtain! Mere mortals like you aren't worthy of her! Got it?

★★Here is the blurb for the upcoming novel, My Cold School Hunk Is Actually My Son. Please add it to your collections!

During a Truth or Dare game at a freshman welcome dinner, Song Yu lost and drew the task of confessing to Lu Yuming, the aloof senior from the computer science department next door.

The next day, Song Yu stopped the famously rejection-prone Lu Yuming in the cafeteria. "Senior, I like you. Will you be my boyfriend?"

Lu Yuming stared at the pink envelope held out to him. His handsome features nearly cracked. After a long moment, he stammered, "Mom, you can't do this..."

**

It took Song Yu a long time to finally accept that Lu Yuming was her son. Her mind, sluggish from shock, finally started working again. She looked her son, who was older than she was, up and down, then made a reasonable guess: "Your surname is Lu, so your dad must be Lu Ze, right?!"

Lu Ze was Song Yu's senior in high school. He was refined and gentle, and Song Yu had been hopelessly in love with him for two years.

A moment later, Lu Yuming cruelly shattered his mother's dream. "No."

Song Yu: ??

Lu Yuming pointed at someone riding past on a bicycle. "He's my dad."

Song Yu took a closer look and felt her heart die on the spot.

The father of her child, who had ridden by on his bicycle, also stopped. He planted his long legs on the ground and patted the back seat, speaking in his familiar, cheeky tone. "Song Yu, heading back to your dorm? I'll give you a ride. Don't worry, I won't charge you this time."

Song Yu: ...

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At the end-of-term fitness test, Song Yu was the first to reach the finish line. Lu Yuming ran onto the track and gently handed her his thermos. "Here, have some water."

The next second, campus heartthrob He Yanxing shoved him aside and firmly took Song Yu by the arm. "Get lost, kid. She can't drink water right now."

Lu Yuming was unconvinced. "Why should I listen to you?"

He Yanxing: "Don't forget, she's my wife!"

Everyone: ??

The PE teacher: ?? Is this really necessary for a fifty-meter race? Are college guys this competitive when pursuing someone these days?

Later, in the campus forum's poll for the most handsome guy, Lu Yuming and He Yanxing were neck and neck. Someone asked Song Yu, who was close to both of them, which one she supported.

Song Yu gazed up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle. "Both sides are prickly. I'm choosing Zhang San."

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