Transmigrating to Stir Up Trouble in My Fair Princess

I died for no apparent reason and woke up as the emperor's son, after being the CEO of a multinational corporation. That was nothing, except if I remembered correctly, I was supposed to die young, right?!! I struggle to stay alive and escape my early death. I thought I was living in a historical setting, until a mottled bird flew into the palace~~ Is there anyone more miserable than me in this world???

I was incredibly bored, so I started this story. I'm a beginner, and my writing isn't very good. Updates will be slow, but I'll do my best to finish it.

Feel free to offer suggestions, but please don't insult anyone. And don't say I don't understand history: this is an alternate-history story, and an alternate-history QYNN story at that. It's normal for some parts not to match actual history, but I'll do my best to make them plausible.

Also, thanks to Canyue Rishuang, ☆Shui Dingdang☆, Qi Junzi, Shana, and 553513749 for the pictures they made for Mice P. They're all beautiful~~~!!

Dear readers, this story officially entered VIP status today. Thank you for your support all this time. I'll maintain the quality and update regularly now that it's a VIP story. I absolutely won't abandon it~ Thank you~

I'm dizzy and my ears are ringing. It feels like a fire is burning from my throat down to my lungs. It's awful. I got up this morning and took some cold medicine, then lay down for a nap, but I'm still not better. Mice will go to the hospital in a bit. I can't promise an update today, but I'll make it up later. Don't wait up. July 5, 2010, from a miserable Mice