The Anatomy of Flowers

I spent eight whole years preparing, all so I could transmigrate to the Tang Dynasty and win the heart of the man of my dreams!

What? My dream man is actually a composite of five different people? Wherever I go, corpses turn up? Is my dream man the Tang Dynasty’s greatest detective?

Could it all be because I studied that useless major?

Unravel the mysteries at the crime scene and uncover the truth hidden beneath flesh and blood. My fingers never tremble, and my precision is better than perfect when separating the pistils and stamens of a flower. Handsome men of old wouldn’t understand what you’re doing. The professionals call it flower anatomy!

This story falls somewhere between serious and offbeat, between logic and nonsense, between laugh-out-loud comedy and heartfelt warmth. The heroine is extremely hypocritical, and the hero often seems to have a split personality.

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