Luo Zhizhi transmigrates as a demon princess, ugly and frail.
Though her face is a little ugly, she has a golden finger that lets her hear the narration, and it helps her avoid danger time and again, allowing her to live in comfort.
The day she meets Daojun Shuoyue, Luo Zhizhi is getting ready to meet her 101st male consort.
The moment she parts the curtain, a line of narration rings in her ears:
[Luo Zhizhi is completely captivated by the extraordinary man before her, but she has no idea that Daojun Shuoyue's arrival will bring disaster upon her entire clan.]
Looking at the stern-faced man standing with his hands behind his back, Luo Zhizhi drops the chestnuts in her hand.
Daojun Shuoyue?
That day, the lazy woman who had been absorbed in playing the spoiled brat finally comes to her senses. She realizes she's been cast in the role of a tonic. She herself is the tonic.
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Daojun Shuoyue becomes one of the members of her vast harem, protecting her, obeying her orders, and staying by her side.
[Looking at the tall man beside her, Luo Zhizhi is delighted. She is certain he must have feelings for her, so she speaks her sweet nothings with bold enthusiasm.]
Sweet nothings?
Luo Zhizhi asks in a trembling voice, "What do you like about me, Daojun? Why did you come here?"
He glances at her and says coldly, "I heard Your Highness was born with a defective demon core. It's the finest tonic in the world."
Luo Zhizhi bristles. "I knew it!"
To obtain the Heavenly Remnant Demon Core for his disciple, Daojun Shuoyue comes to the demon realm in person.
The little demon is vain, frail, pretentious, and timid, but her determination to survive is especially strong.
She drinks the bitter medicine he prescribes as if it were water.
She practices the cultivation technique he casually teaches her from dawn until late at night.
Perhaps moved by her determination, he searches far and wide for miraculous remedies, nursing her from gaunt and bony to radiant and lovely.
On the day she takes human form, the young woman wears a flowing feather-silk dress. Light on her feet, she spins around again and again beneath the moonlight.
"Daojun, do I look pretty in this dress?"
Looking at the young woman, slender as a willow shoot, he smiles. Before he can say, "Beautiful," she asks in a clear, sweet voice:
"Do you think the Jade Mountain Demon Lord will like it?"
Before the words have even faded, his gaze darkens and his face turns icy. He steps forward and grabs her wrist.
Blurb written on May 31, 2022
Illustration by Shui Mo Dan Qing Xiao Ni Ba
Theme: Life is precious
