A Food Blogger Lands Among the Ancient Elite

(My new novel, After Sharing Senses with a Tyrant, is currently serializing. Please add it to your collection!)

Blurb:

In the sixth year of Xuanhe, Wen Zhaosui, the legitimate daughter of General Weiyuan, was granted the title of commandery princess and summoned to the capital. Rumor had it she was vulgar and ill-mannered, which was why her engagement had been broken off. The young gentlemen and ladies of Luoyi were waiting to laugh at this upstart princess, but when the carriage door opened, out stepped a lovely girl with bright eyes and pearly teeth.

Wen Zhaosui transmigrated into the ancient world's upper circles, where she didn't fit in at all.

Being ostracized? No problem. She won people over with delicious food: Four Happiness Meatballs, Sichuan Pepper Chicken, Plum-Sauce Ribs, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Mango Pomelo Sago, and glutinous rice balls in iced soup...

The domineering princess became her bestie and begged her for milk tea and fruit drinks. The carefree heir to a noble title often ran to the palace to freeload meals. The socially anxious consorts smiled like flowers as they accepted her beauty-enhancing soups... Everyone was won over, except the Fourth Prince, who supposedly suffered from a leg ailment.

He lived right next door and had no appetite? That was an insult to a food blogger.

Chi Yike had fallen from the heights of power, becoming withdrawn and indifferent. He lived in darkness, with no sunlight, until the day Wen Zhaosui knocked on his palace door with a smile. "Sweet-and-sour carp. Want some?"

In the tenth year of Xuanhe, Chi Yike was named Crown Prince. He was ruthless, and blood stained the palace steps as the powerful of yesteryear became prisoners. Wen Zhaosui was trapped in a secluded corner. She saw him approach slowly, then crouch before her and say softly:

"The princess has pitied me so many times. Why can't you pity me just one more time?"

Wen Zhaosui: At first, I only gave him a pastry, but he wanted to kill me. Later... he put a dagger in my hand and pulled me into his arms.

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Reading guide:

1. The male lead's leg ailment is fake.

2. It might be a bit of a everyone-pampers-the-heroine story.

3. An imaginary setting. Just enjoy it, don't worry about historical accuracy.

Theme: Love and good food are both things we should cherish.