The Last Eastern Dragon in the Galaxy

[Sorry, my loves. I just can't get into the right headspace. I've discussed terminating this contract with my editor. Once the three-month period is up, it will be automatically terminated and the rights will revert to me.] Bai Long Shuangling was struck by a tribulation lightning bolt and sent to an interstellar world. Her new body was so weak she could barely take care of herself. A gust of wind could knock her over, and she'd cough up blood after walking a few steps. She was barely short of dropping dead on the spot. Luckily, this unfamiliar planet had picturesque mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery, and plenty of fierce yet adorable little animals. It was the perfect place to recuperate. The Death Star, notorious for its venomous insects, poisonous mists, and dangers: ??? The vicious, bloodthirsty alien beasts: ??? * A huge story broke across the beastman star system: A starship carrying several prominent figures from the Empire had been hit by an unknown lightning storm, leaving nothing behind but the starship's pulverized wreckage. Many people guessed there were no survivors. That was, until a livestream called "Super Strong Interstellar Streamer" went viral on the StarNet. The people of the Snow Wolf clan noticed the silver giant wolf lying behind that woman, serving as her cushion. The more they looked, the more familiar it seemed. Was that their cold and ruthless king? And the little wyvern beside him, flapping its wings to fan her thoughtfully, was it growing to look more and more like the little prince of their dragon clan? And the one she was holding in her arms like a pillow... Could that be the Empire's prime minister, as radiant as the moon? Theme: Love yourself.