All right, let's go with this one. I've got more inspiration for it.
Wei Zhenxi transmigrates into a book, a badly written smutty little story where everything exists only for sex.
The heroine, Wei Yaozhi, is the second daughter of the Chancellor's household. On her wedding day, her wicked half-sister sets her up, and she spends the night with a stranger. But that stranger is actually the reigning Grand Princess.
The Grand Princess has a face like a peach blossom and a heart like a viper's. Her moods are unpredictable, and she's utterly ruthless. As the culprit behind it all, Wei Zhenxi is naturally doomed to a grisly end. The very next day, the Grand Princess secretly takes her away and has her executed by slicing. No one cares when she disappears. Instead, the Grand Princess brings Wei Yaozhi into the palace, where she begins a life entangled with one powerful figure after another.
The unfortunate thing is, that half-sister is her.
Wei Zhenxi doesn't want to die, so she promptly asks to leave the household, planning to spend the rest of her life back in her rural hometown. The Chancellor agrees, on the condition that she accept an arranged marriage.
The Chancellor made that promise before he rose to power. Wei Zhenxi knows she's not valued, and that putting this useless daughter to one last use would be a great way to earn a good reputation. She gets it.
So she packs up and leaves the Chancellor's household for her old home, planning to run a small business and live out the rest of her life in safety.
But that night, she finds a badly injured, beautiful young woman right outside her door. Her clothes are luxurious, and she clearly isn't an ordinary person.
Wei Zhenxi doesn't want to help her, but the girl is just too beautiful. She can't bring herself to leave her there.
And in saving her, Wei Zhenxi accidentally marks her.
Even more incredibly, the girl has lost her memory and remembers only that her name is A Yue. With no other choice, Wei Zhenxi lets her stay.
But Miss A Yue can't carry a shoulder pole or lift a finger. Even sweeping the floor leaves her breathless. She's incredibly delicate.
Wei Zhenxi understands now. She's picked up a pampered young lady.
As the days pass, Wei Zhenxi's little business grows into a grand restaurant, while the promised marriage still goes nowhere. Seeing this, villagers keep coming to play matchmaker, nearly wearing a hole in her doorstep.
Wei Zhenxi is exhausted from dealing with them, and doesn't notice that A Yue's expression is growing increasingly strange.
Until one day, cavalry comes riding in beneath the rosy clouds. As Wei Zhenxi stares in shock, they kneel on one knee before A Yue and address her as...
The Grand Princess.
Wei Zhenxi: ...
Wait, what?
Thinking back over everything she'd done, Wei Zhenxi breaks out in a cold sweat. In the end, she closes her eyes like a resigned couch potato, hoping the other woman will make it quick.
But when she opens them again, she's lying on an ornate, carved bed, with the Grand Princess coiled around her like a python, madness filling her eyes.
“Wei Zhenxi, don't even think about getting away from me.”
Theme: Bloom, and the butterflies will come to you.