Heavens, are you messing with me?
Why is her transmigration such a thrill ride, packed with heart-stopping excitement?
First, she's dumped into a gravely injured body, barely clinging to life. Then she gets the identity of a princess consort despised by her imperial parents, plus a sickly prince for a husband. Their first meeting ends with her taking several falls in a single day, nearly giving her a concussion.
Then things take one bizarre turn after another. To stay alive, she has to plan ahead and strike a deal with the old emperor: in exchange for treating the prince's illness, she'll find herself a reliable meal ticket to keep her safe for the long haul.
But...
Can someone tell her what has gotten into the prince, who never used to pay her any attention? He takes a volley of arrows for her, crushes every budding romance, and keeps her up all night with his unwanted advances.
He's sick, all right. He needs treatment, and plenty of it!
