Wasn’t the Eighth Prince supposed to love and fight with the Fourth Prince? Wasn’t he supposed to dote only on his legitimate wife? Wasn’t he supposed to have just one son and one daughter? Wasn’t he supposed to meet a tragic end? Did the transmigration deity send her to the wrong place?
In this Qing dynasty, where history had somehow taken a turn, Mao Tongtong’s pitiful knowledge of the past was no help at all.
When the Eighth Prince gazed at her with deep affection and said, “Tongtong, meeting you in this life is my good fortune,”
she stared at him, utterly confused, and thought, “So I’ve become the first woman in the Eighth Prince’s household?”
