Great news! The eldest daughter of the Lin household has just breathed her last!
Lin family concubine: “Heh, finally got rid of this fool.”
When the obituary reached the Wen residence, Duke Wen secretly sighed in relief:
“Should we still write the annulment letter?” Wen Zhixu set down his brush.
[Having never met Miss Lin, if we hastily proceed with marriage…]
Duke Wen: “Since she has passed, let’s not disturb further.”
The Lin household’s funeral was shrouded in deathly silence.
Suddenly, firecrackers erupted from the neighboring Wen residence, as if celebrating.
Maid wept with indignation: “The young lady just passed, and they actually…”
Before she could finish—
The corpse, not yet properly dressed in Funeral Garments, suddenly opened its eyes!
Maid screamed: “The corpse is moving!!!”
Corporate drone Lin Xihe had exhausted all her energy, working herself to death on the job. When she opened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated as the eldest daughter of the Lin household.
How unlucky—the original host was a fool.
Lin Xihe was troubled: This problem is beyond my scope, I don’t know how to pretend to be stupid! Fine then, I’ll just raise some hell.
Transmigrating to ancient times, even her spirit felt invigorated compared to her former drudgery.
First day of regained consciousness:
The private school teacher swayed his head: “Laozi said: In the age of perfect virtue, neighboring states are within sight… Does anyone understand its meaning?”?
Lin Xihe, chewing on a straw, sneered: “Tch, isn’t the translation simple?”
Teacher glared angrily: “Who’s making noise?”
A girl in Funeral Garments poked her head in, “Laozi says: Chickens chickens dogs dogs cluck cluck woof woof…”
“Outrageous! Outrageous!” The teacher fainted on the spot.
Wen Zhixu, curled in the corner: “Who is that madwoman?”
Servant: “Young master, she appears to be your intended wife.”
Wen Zhixu:?!
Tenth day of regained consciousness:
The two bumped into each other at the entrance of Yuling Courtyard.
“Yo, finished so early and it’s only Xu hour?” Lin Xihe raised an eyebrow, looking him over. “So young… Should I gift you some deer antler velvet to replenish?”
The next day, Duke Wen’s residence received an entire cart of tonics.
The Duke clutched his chest in anger, grabbing his grandson: “Stuck with this madwoman, will you marry her or not?”
A flicker of amusement passed through Wen Zhixu’s eyes: “Deal with her using her own methods—wouldn’t being crazier than her do? So crazy she’ll request to annul the engagement herself.”
The capital’s roasted nut shop sold out of melon seeds—the entire city was gossiping!
Pity the young master, paired with such a madwoman!
Pity the young lady—cockfighting, dog racing, gambling dens, taverns… Wherever there was excitement in the city, there her fiancĂ© would be.
Months later, at Lin Xihe’s birthday banquet.
Wen Zhixu hid the jade hairpin he carved himself in his sleeve, not daring to meet her bright, clear eyes: “You like summer, the eighth of June is an auspicious date. How about our wedding…”
“I agree to annul the engagement!” Lin Xihe cheerfully handed him the annulment letter. “You wrote this back then, right? Although this is a feudal society, we should bravely break free from arranged marriages! Your thinking is quite progressive!”
Wen Zhixu: “…”
[Bonus Scene]
Lin Xihe: What noble heir? In our modern times, you’d be called a “delinquent”!
Wen Zhixu: Modern… which dynasty is that?
Lin Xihe: Can’t explain it to you ancient folks!
? I didn’t transmigrate to ancient times to compete—I came to relax!
? Rebel girl wreaking havoc on ancient delinquents
? Alternate history with fictional settings spanning the globe!