Genre: Romance · Historical · Transmigration When Lin Zhixiu opened her eyes, she found herself standing in the middle of a muddy village road, dressed in patched-up linen and surrounded by wide-eyed strangers. She had transmigrated - into the body of a notorious green tea biaozi (绿茶婊子) of the 1970s. Sweet on the outside, venomous inside - this body was known for faking innocence, seducing men, and stealing the original heroine's happy ending. And in this era of revolution, labor, and scarcity, being too pretty could be fatal. Lin Zhixiu's only goal was survival. But when she laid eyes on Jiang Wancheng (江万成) - the cold, hard-bodied male lead with a soldier's spine and a farmer's hands - she knew her path wouldn't be clean. "Comrade Jiang, my ankle hurts... Can you carry me?" The original heroine, Song Yao (宋瑶), was beloved, kind, and strong - everything Lin Zhixiu wasn't. In a world where love could get you labeled a capitalist degenerate, Lin Zhixiu used smiles like knives and tears like traps. But she didn't expect her own heart to betray her. One kiss. One man. One mistake. "I just wanted to play the game. Who told him to take it seriously?"

Being a modern free spirited girl, Gongsun Li couldn't accept her fate as a cannon fodder concubine when she found herself transmigrate into her favorite novel. So, she decided to ask the emperor for divorce and live a carefree life. But why does the icy cold emperor seems to explode like a raging volcano everytime she asks for a divorce?! Snippets: Gongsun Li was actually sleeping like a pig. A warm smile appeared in Zhu Zhen's face as he wrapped his arms around her tiny figure and pulled her closer ever so gently. Finding a sudden warmth, G.Li snuggled closer to the source in her deep slumber. She was so obediently lying in his arms, neither struggling nor cursing. Zhu Zhen wanted to stop the flow of time, then and there! "Silly stubborn wife, Why won't you obediently lie in my arms every night? Why won't you let me always hold you like this?", he whispered his complaints while nuzzling his nose in her hair. Suppressing the lump formed in his throat with a bitter smile he murmured, "Only if you would let me, Then I wouldn't be so desperate, Then I wouldn't be so hurt." Oh btw,this is my original story and all rights are reserved...😏

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