The Eccentric Imperial Consort’s Search for Her Husband

Transmigrate? Easy as pie, no problem.

Become an imperial consort? A life of effortless success, sounds great.

Catch the eye of both the emperor and the regent, with a backup suitor on the side? Not bad either.

But what on earth is a “Prince Charming”? This is going to be the death of me. The world is vast, with people as far as the eye can see. How am I supposed to find him?

Pockmarked, buck-toothed guy: Perhaps I am the Prince Charming you have searched for so earnestly, walking until your shoes wore out. As they say, sincerity moves the gods!

Shang Yu: ...

A bizarre tale about an imperial consort who was jolted awake by a bowl of shit.