Betrothed by the Young Lady to a Brooding Villain

Fang Buying married the little beggar the young lady had rescued.

The beggar was withdrawn and taciturn, but surprisingly capable.

He patched the leaky roof, wove bamboo mats for keeping cool, and hunted plump wild boars...

He even secretly bought her a silver hairpin.

Their life grew more and more prosperous, and little by little, she began to think that perhaps this life was not so bad.

Once she'd saved enough money to buy back her freedom, she told the little beggar:

Come away with me. If I have a bowl of porridge, you'll never go without a drop of water.

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The young lady transmigrated into a novel as the cannon-fodder character who tormented the original story's villain and was ultimately skinned alive and dismembered.

The System told her to win the villain over. Remembering his fate in the original story, she trembled even at the thought of approaching him.

So she arranged a marriage for the villain instead.

After all, it didn't matter who won him over. As long as this final task was completed, that was enough.

Later, when the villain narrowed his eyes and approached her menacingly, she immediately hid behind the little cook:

Sister, he's being mean to me!

The little cook turned around. The villain was washing clothes with an honest, dutiful air.

The young lady: ...

A little scene:

A year later, Fang Buying successfully bought back her freedom.

She made a three-point agreement with the little beggar: they could keep living together, but he couldn't be lazy. He had to be able to support the family.

The gloomy regent thought it over. I'm good at skinning people.

Fang Buying: You mean hunting? Fine. I'll set the traps, and you can skin the animals.

The regent nodded solemnly. I'll make sure to do a good job.

Recommending the author's new novel, please add it to your library, everyone: Has the Crown Prince's Eldest Grandson Been Scared to Tears Today?

Cui Ying works in the palace of an unfavored consort, who also happens to be her fellow townswoman. They live comfortably.

There is no master-servant divide between them. They sip tea in spring and admire lotus flowers in summer, enjoying good food and lazy days on a warm kang.

The Crown Prince's eldest son suffers nightmares every day in the Eastern Palace, so the emperor orders a consort to be chosen to raise him.

To take the boy's wishes into account, he has him spend half a month with each consort, then plans to let him choose the one he likes best to raise him.

While the palace consorts compete to comfort the boy, Cui Ying and her consort cannot be bothered to join the bustling fray.

Consort De prepares eighteen kinds of sweets the boy loves.

They serve him only a plate of pickled vegetables, then sneak off to eat a private meal themselves.

Consort Xian makes him five elaborate new toys.

They toss him into the courtyard and say, Here, go play in the dirt.

Consort Li fusses over him, wishing she could hold him in her palm and cherish him like the apple of her eye.

They see the boy looking gloomy, but pay no mind to his mood. They chat idly, play leaf cards, and laugh merrily.

They assumed the Crown Prince's eldest son would surely run off crying. Who could have guessed that he would visit more and more often?

Even the genuinely cold-faced Crown Prince keeps wanting to sample Cui Ying's private cooking.

Recommending the new novel, Has the Crown Prince's Eldest Grandson Been Scared to Tears Today?

Cui Ying works in the palace of an unfavored consort, who also happens to be her fellow townswoman. They live comfortably.

There is no master-servant divide between them. They sip tea in spring and admire lotus flowers in summer, enjoying good food and lazy days on a warm kang.

The Crown Prince's eldest son suffers nightmares every day in the Eastern Palace, so the emperor orders a consort to be chosen to raise him.

To take the boy's wishes into account, he has him spend half a month with each consort, then plans to let him choose the one he likes best to raise him.

While the palace consorts compete to comfort the boy, Cui Ying and her consort cannot be bothered to join the bustling fray.

Consort De prepares eighteen kinds of sweets the boy loves.

They serve him only a plate of pickled vegetables, then sneak off to eat a private meal themselves.

Consort Xian makes him five elaborate new toys.

They toss him into the courtyard and say, Here, go play in the dirt.

Consort Li fusses over him, wishing she could hold him in her palm and cherish him like the apple of her eye.

They see the boy looking gloomy, but pay no mind to his mood. They chat idly, play leaf cards, and laugh merrily.

They assumed the Crown Prince's eldest son would surely run off crying. Who could have guessed that he would visit more and more often?

Even the genuinely cold-faced Crown Prince keeps wanting to sample Cui Ying's private cooking.

Theme: Love life, and never bow your head to hardship.