Transmigrate into a Book: The Han Cook in the Western Liang Prince's Household

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[Rugged Xiliang Prince x Sweet Central Plains Cook]

Food blogger Xiao Zhao transmigrates into a book, becoming a...

village beauty.

The original book is an old-school, melodramatic tragedy.

A Central Plains princess sent to marry into Xiliang and an illegitimate Xiliang prince are fated to love but never be together, yearning for each other without regret...

Love and hate, misunderstandings, making up, jealousy, amnesia, injuries, you marry my sister while I marry your brother, and finally discovering that your dad slept with my mom ten years ago.

As a cannon-fodder supporting character, the original owner's entire role is to: one, be saved by the princess sent to marry into Xiliang; two, sacrifice herself for the princess.

Xiao Zhao: Damn it.

At the foot of the city walls, volleys of arrows fly as dynasties rise and fall amid bloodshed.

The Xiliang noble, famed for his military exploits, returns to his tent only to have Xiao Zhao pinch his cheek.

"I told you to eat the boiled vegetables, but you wouldn't. Is your mouth sore again?"

"Now you know it hurts! Serves you right!"

"We're having mung bean porridge tonight! You're doing the dishes!"

Skilled with bow and horse, good at washing dishes; knows nothing of poetry or books, lets his wife boss him around.

The Xiliang soldiers: "The Han woman is bullying him!!! The Han woman is bullying our general!!!!"

The Xiliang noble, washing dishes: "When a Han woman tells you to wash the dishes, you'd better listen. Otherwise, something terrifying will happen."

The Xiliang soldiers: "What terrifying thing?"

The Xiliang noble reached behind him to touch his neck, his face turning red in an instant.

Let everyone pursue glory with burning hearts, vie for the realm, and dream of ruling the land.

I'll cook a pot of light mung bean porridge and enjoy the spectacle of rise and fall.

A sweet story, no tragic angst.

Theme: Good deeds are never wasted, and will eventually reach the sea