This Girl May Be Young, but She Never Forgets a Thing

Yu Ning transmigrated into a book. By the looks of it, it was a male-led imperial examination and farming novel called Rise to Prominence Through Transmigration. She had it practically memorized and even came with the golden finger of photographic memory.

Unfortunately

The male lead had been dead for nearly a hundred years. Yu Ning was his great-great-great-granddaughter.

Yu Ning: That's fine, I guess. My ancestor's legacy still protects me, so I have food and clothes without worry. I don't have to work myself to death anymore.

Golden fingers and the like didn't matter. She had only two plans for her life:

"Work diligently at being a noblewoman, and take my dowry with a clear conscience."

"Rise in office, make a fortune, and let my husband die. Then I can happily lie flat and live as a widow."

But Yu Ning hadn't expected one thing:

She'd misidentified the book. She hadn't transmigrated into Rise to Prominence Through Transmigration, but its sequel, Revenge: The King's Return.

Yu Ning: Help! What do I do? I haven't had time to read the second book!

She hadn't expected a second thing, either:

The husband her father drunkenly snatched for her at a banquet was the male lead of the second book.

Yu Ning: Help! As the male lead's original wife, am I the heroine, a supporting character, or a cannon fodder character?

And she hadn't expected a third thing:

Her male lead seemed... perhaps... possibly... not to be the original version?

Yu Ning: Help! Is he going to stir up trouble? Where's my golden finger? Let me wash it off and see if it'll still work.

Yu Ning: At first, I really only wanted to lie flat.

Later, how did I end up running a chain of inns, establishing compulsory education, becoming empress, sorting out the palace staff, and creating jobs for palace maids?

[Bonus Scene]

After Yu Ning's marriage was hastily arranged, the sudden appearance of the Seventh Son-in-Law was quickly investigated down to the last detail by the entire Pei family.

Maidservants: Miss, this is terrible! For the past three generations, your future husband and his family have all worked the fields for a living.

Yu Ning: ...It's not a big deal...

Her sisters: His parents are both dead, and all he has left is a stepmother and two unrelated younger siblings. It looks like they'll cause plenty of trouble.

Yu Ning: ...It's not a big deal...

Her legal mother, Madam Gu: It's one thing that he failed the examination to become a junior compiler, but why was he sent all the way to that bitterly cold place in Liaodong?

Yu Ning: The Northeast? Ginseng, antler velvet, and little sable coats. It's even less of a big deal.

Later

Her husband Chen Fu: Look at my gold and iron mines, my matchlock guns and cannons, my ten thousand mu of fertile land, and my million-strong army. Are my chances of ascending the throne (or rebelling) any good?

Yu Ning: ...I'll be off, then...

After her faked death failed and she was caught, Yu Ning was furious and resentful. She bit Chen Fu's neck hard to vent her anger.

After he soothed her, she lay in Chen Fu's arms and cried.

Between sobs, she shouted, "If I'd known this would happen, I should have married Rong San back then and dealt with all his concubines; Qin Si would have been fine too, I'd only have had to help him deal with his stepmother. Shen Er wasn't bad either. I could have put up with his troublesome younger sister..."

Chen Fu: ??? Why have I never heard about any of this?

Yu Ning: ...Is it too late to cover my mouth now?

Chen Fu: Rong San, Qin Si, Shen Er, right? Fine, I'll remember that.

[Reading Guide]

1. Handsome hero, beautiful heroine, both leads have only been with each other, happy ending.

2. Mostly set after marriage, with everyday life, farming, political intrigue, and revenge.

3. Fictional setting. Don't take it too seriously.

4. Also known as My Repeated Attempts to Lie Flat Forced Me to Become Empress, I Transmigrated into a Book, But Not Completely, and The Transmigrator Will Die If She Doesn't Stir Up Trouble.

Theme: Your fate is in your own hands