[Genre] Historical fantasy + transmigration + fake replacement romance + white moonlight
[Preface] A prince was out hunting when he came across a woman. Her clothes were disheveled, and she was babbling incoherently, as if she had gone mad. Yet the prince insisted on bringing her back to his estate and named her Fanhua. The name means flowers in full bloom, while Jin was the deceased princess consort's given name. What a coincidence: the woman might not look exactly like the princess consort, but she resembles her by at least seven or eight tenths.
[Female Lead's Perspective] Actually, I'm not Fanhua. I come from the twenty-first century, and I'm a cardiac surgeon.
I was just unlucky. Someone stabbed me in the heart while I was at work, and there was nothing I could do.
I thought I would go to paradise. After all, I hadn't done anything bad in my life.
But when I opened my eyes, I was in a completely unfamiliar world. Then someone shot me with an arrow, and I nearly died all over again. My terrible luck is unreal.
I thought I'd have to survive as a stand-in for the prince's white moonlight princess consort, but I kept discovering more and more astonishing similarities between us: she knew medicine, loved sleeping in, and liked sweet things...
And then there's the clingy prince, who always wants to take over my bed, my blankets, and my pillow...
Now begins my battle of wits with the prince. I swear I'll win back the freedom of my bed.
I've seen the splendor of the capital and the bitter cold beyond the frontier. The one place I can't return to is home.
[Male Lead's Perspective] Actually, I recognized her at a glance. It's been seven years. She's been gone for seven whole years.
I shot that arrow on purpose. I judged it carefully: it wouldn't take her life, but it would keep her here.
I waited for her every day, hoped for her every day, and the one who finally returned was a woman who didn't remember me or Shu'er.
How could she be so heartless as to forget us completely?
But I can't bring myself to blame her. I was the one who failed to protect her.
Now that she's back, I'm willing to give her time. We can start over.
She still loves medicine, sleeping in, and sweet things... She's still herself. She hasn't changed.
This time, I will protect you. A Jin.
Theme: Cherish life and take good care of yourself.
