My name is A Ying.
My mother is the Empress, but my father isn't the Emperor.
I'm the unwanted tagalong she brought along when she remarried.
I have an older stepbrother, the Crown Prince. He's quiet and doesn't talk much, especially not to me.
I think he doesn't like me much, because having my mother as his stepmother really annoys him.
So I have the good sense not to go out of my way to bother him.
That is, until my mother told me that she hadn't borne the Emperor a child in two years, and her position was in danger. She wanted me to help secure it.
I asked what she wanted me to do. She gave me a bowl of broth older than I was and told me to take it to the Eastern Palace to help the Crown Prince regain his strength.
My mother wanted me to become the Crown Princess, but I didn't think it was very likely. Whenever my stepbrother saw me, he went silent, and he drank the soup as if it were Dilang's poison, looking like he was only doing it to humor me, and not even particularly eager to do that.
That day, after drinking the ancient broth, the Crown Prince nearly died on the toilet.
And so, the Crown Prince and I became sworn enemies.
The hero's perspective:
My name is Pei Ji, and I'm the Crown Prince of Dayong.
The Empress is my stepmother. She has a daughter named Chen Ying.
I noticed her on the very first day she entered the palace.
I think I'm... in love with her at first sight.
A sweet little story about two people who each think the other doesn't like them very much.
- The blurb is in first person, but the story is in third person.
- The heroine is a laid-back transmigrator who takes life as it comes.
- A slice-of-life farming story with no power struggles or political scheming.
- A heartwarming, sweet little story.
Moral: The lucky fool gets her day in the sun.
