With a Spirit Spring Dimension and Billions in Supplies, I Became the Prince’s Consort

[Transmigration + Pocket dimension + Sweet romance + Feel-good wish fulfillment] Mu Zhilan is blackmailed by her scumbag father into taking her younger sister's place and becoming the widow of a deceased prince. As if that weren't enough, a bunch of fools come looking for trouble.

Fine. Send one and I'll deal with one; send two and I'll deal with both.

She'd planned to lounge around the prince's residence as a consort in name only, while building up her own medical practice on the side. But can someone explain what's going on here...?

It wasn't enough that her husband, who had already been laid to rest, came back to life.

When did that unreliable subordinate become the man sharing her bed...?

Mu Zhilan looked at the cool, aloof face behind the mask of the subordinate she'd always thought was hopelessly unserious.

“So, you were my Protector all along?”

“Indeed. This subordinate has yet to thank the Pavilion Master for her favor.”

Mu Zhilan couldn't help wondering if this fellow, who thought of nothing but having a baby every day, had been replaced. Was he really the same cold-blooded, sinister Prince Li everyone talked about?

One night, Mu Zhilan kicked someone out of bed.

“I'm telling you, this is insubordination.”

He climbed right back up without the slightest concern. “I've been insubordinate plenty of times. One more won't make a difference.”

Mu Zhilan cried out in despair: “Can someone please save me and take this tireless menace away...?”