Reporting to Your Majesty! Her Highness Has Made a Name for Herself in the Capital Again!

[Bold, breezy, laid-back big shot VS wickedly clever, sickly Crown Prince]

When laid-back big shot Luo Shiqi opens her eyes, she finds herself reborn as the orphaned daughter of a general in the Celestial Dynasty. The whole family is counting on her to carry on the family line?

Luo Shiqi narrows her phoenix eyes. Carry on the family line? Sure, no problem. She’ll openly fill a pond with handsome fish, then cast her net with a flick of her wrist!

Rumor has it: The general’s legitimate daughter is ugly and scandalous, and the best at keeping men and squandering money!

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[Scene 1]

“By imperial decree, Luo Shiqi, descendant of a female general of the Luo clan, has topped the palace examinations in the thirty-sixth year of the Celestial Dynasty. Let all under Heaven celebrate!”

When Luo Shiqi accepts the decree, she accidentally reveals her secret identity as a great poet, making her famous throughout the city!

[Scene 2]

Another rumor goes around: So what if she can read and has talent? As the descendant of a military family, shouldn’t she uphold the soldiers’ legacy and fight on the battlefield?

News of victory from the palace:

“General Luo has captured five enemy cities in a row and even pinned their general beneath her foot, forcing him to call her ‘Dad’!”

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In the Jade Bamboo Courtyard atop the Red Chamber, a sickly beauty lounges with a silk fan, eating grapes fed to him by hand. Looking at the Crown Prince beside her, she presses her fingers to her aching forehead and sighs,

Laid-back One: “I’m ugly, scandalous, and a terrible spendthrift.”

Crown Prince: “I have plenty of free time, very few troubles, and I’m excellent husband material.”

Laid-back One: “I’m lazy and love good food. I’m a real handful.”

Crown Prince: “I can manage the living room and the kitchen, and I’m very fond of you.”

Furious, Luo Shiqi gets to her feet and tosses aside her fan. Staring at the man who used to be so stern he seemed practically expressionless, she widens her eyes.

“You have the Eastern Palace to live in! Why do you keep coming to my little courtyard to mooch off me? Is this Crown Prince crazy?”

The man lies down right on the couch, looking wronged and pitiful.

“Shiqi, you said I could be one of your fish.”

“...”

The next day,

Luo Shiqi kicks open the little doors in the rear courtyard one by one to count her fish. A cold wind blows by, making the place feel as desolate as autumn leaves swept away by the wind...

She lets out a shriek:

“Where are all the fish in my pond?!”