The Noble Consort Lies Flat and Plays at Being a Salted Fish Again

[One-on-one romance, both leads are devoted to each other] Qin Wu transmigrated into a book as the cannon-fodder wife of the Regent. To save her life, she had no choice but to seek the protection of a powerful man from an enemy nation. Beneath the hazy moonlight, Qin Wu held the corner of his robe and looked up at him with beautiful, pleading eyes. “I fell in love with you at first sight, my lord. Please take me and elope.” The enemy nation's tyrant, traveling in disguise, looked at the beautiful young woman throwing herself into his arms beneath the moon. With a half-smile, he replied, “All right.” From then on, Qin Wu nervously played the part of a foolish beauty who had fallen in love with the powerful man at first sight. Her greatest wish: for the tyrant to die soon, so she could inherit his gold and jewels and enjoy herself wherever she pleased. When another country sent beautiful women as tribute, Qin Wu's eyes filled with tears, though she was secretly delighted. “My heart is broken. I must leave…” Murong Shang waved his hand and bestowed all the beauties on his ministers. When she ran into his old flame in the imperial gardens, Qin Wu clutched her chest. “Your Majesty has found true love. I shall give you my blessing!” That very day, his old flame was sent to a Taoist temple to become a nun. On a dark and windy night, Qin Wu was cornered with a little bundle full of jewels in her arms. Qin Wu: “I only admire Your Majesty too much.” Murong Shang: “If you admire me so much, why don't you come see me at night and do something else?” She only wanted to play along, but the tyrant treated her like a precious treasure.