Lu Mingxiao had just transmigrated, and she was full of ambition, eager to make something of herself.
Unfortunately, it didn't take long for her to realize that most of the people in this city had transmigrated here, too. A tiny handful of top talents were put to good use, but the vast majority were doing terribly.
"Tell me honestly, what else can you do?" asked Shi Yuyun, her fiance and the only person here who knew her identity.
Lu Mingxiao thought for a long time, then stammered, "Does memorizing all three hundred Tang poems count?"
"Someone claimed that skill a few months ago, and they can memorize more than that," Shi Yuyun said, shaking his head. Then he added, "In that case, just keep pretending."
And so Lu Mingxiao began living as if she were an ancient person.
But it wasn't long before she realized that there was something off about her fiance.
She scrupulously followed the rules of propriety, while he flouted convention.
She stuck to old ways, while he came up with new ones.
She...
"What does this list you gave me mean?"
"My mother told me to arrange some concubines for you. You ancient people had multiple wives and concubines, and since I have to keep pretending, I agreed."
"I don't want them."
"You said it. Don't regret it."
"You're all I need."
Hearing that, Lu Mingxiao was deeply moved and stayed up all night coming up with a solution that would satisfy everyone.
The next day, a rumor spread through the city that the young lord was impotent...
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