After I Transmigrated into a Book, I Doted on the Mad Young Lord

She transmigrated into a book as a minor female character she had written herself: a beauty with nothing else to offer, a tool whose sole purpose was to bring the hero and heroine together. Madly obsessed with the hero, she would marry no one else, but an imperial decree betrothed her to a sickly heir. After failing to refuse the marriage, she wed the sickly heir and began courting death, listening to villains’ slander and causing his untimely demise. She thought that after becoming a widow, her chance to finally get ahead had come, only to be framed for infidelity. Then the villain tightened a noose around her neck and hanged her, making it look like “suicide.” Ruan Jiaojiao felt her buxom, empty-headed body and gave a cold laugh. There was no way she was going to be cannon fodder. With the System keeping things on track, she was thriving. The only problem was that her bootlicker System insisted she and the heir fall madly in love. Wait, this heir I spent a thousand words praising and describing is seriously hot! “My lord, Jiaojiao is here to love you!” “My lord, you’re my darling!” “My lord, kiss, kiss, kiss!”