At eighteen years old, Lin Qingyu was married as part of a Chong Xi into the Nan’an Hou Mansion, becoming the ill Lu Wancheng’s male wife. On the eve of their wedding, Young Master Hou lay lazily on the bed and said, “Beauty, to be honest, I really don’t want to engage in domestic struggles. I just want to drift along, eat and wait to die. I want to be a salted fish.” A year later, Young Master Hou became gravely ill. He took Lin Qingyu’s hand and sighed, “Wife, I’m going to die, but I think I can continue to transmigrate. In order for you to properly recognize me in the future, let us set a secret code.” After the death of Young Master Hou, Lin Qingyu was prepared to stay a widow all his life. Unexpectedly, after only half a year, the great general who had rendered outstanding military service, actually came to propose marriage. Lin Qingyu would rather die. But the general said but one statement, “If odd, change; if even, remain the same?” Lin Qingyu: “…I will marry you.” After two years, the general died in battle. Before Lin Qingyu even had time to grieve, he was recruited into the palace by the Emperor. The emperor complained aggrievedly, “Baobei, this time I have became the Emperor. My salted fish dreams have been completely shattered…” Lin Qingyu knew that although his husband was a bag of lazybones, no one was his equal when it came to conspiracy and schemes. He rubbed the Emperor’s head. “Don’t think about it. Get started on those reports. Behave yourself.”

‘I died and became an extra in a male-dominated fantasy novel. The only problem was, I hadn’t read the novel to the end. One thing I do know is that a terrible future awaits me, and thus, I, now Dalia, have decided to live a safe and prosperous life for the rest of my time here. Since I don’t know what will happen, I will be a bystander observing the main character from the sidelines… I’ll make my own happy ending away from the main plot!’ With that determination, Dalia embraces the role of an extra. And like all extras, she clings to a golden thigh: Kaichen, the powerful wizard who is unwaveringly loyal to the protagonist. For Dalia who wants to have a happy ending, it was imperative to extract herself from the novel’s plot… Yet her calm life is shaken when a flirtatious romance begins to bloom between her and her golden thigh. Will she be able to resist the temptation?

“Why is this happening…?” Mia Luna Tearmoon, Princess of the Tearmoon Empire, muttered to herself as she stood shackled on the execution platform. The faces of the spectators surrounding her were, without exception, filled with indignation. Before long, Mia was executed at the hands of the revolutionists, who were fed up with the heavy taxation. But the next moment, she unexpectedly found herself lying on her bed. It was eight years ago, when she was just a mere kid. For a while, Mia even wondered if she was hallucinating. However, what appeared on her bedside table was a bloodstained diary that she had written herself. That day, Mia’s screams could be heard echoing throughout the palace. Mia was not a vicious person by nature. She was simply incapable of understanding the pain and hunger of others, and by the time she discovered it, it was already too late to do anything. After she regressed back to her childhood, Mia struggled hard to trace back the events of the past with the help of her blood-stained diary and memories. Was it to save the future of a declining empire? Was it to save the soldiers who died in the civil war? Was it to save the people from famine? No, she had only one goal. To avert her fate of facing the guillotine (execution)!

I was forced to live in captivity for the rest of my life because I happened to be aware of the fact that I was a saint. I was truly a ‘real’ saint, but that didn’t matter, because there was already a designated saint in the temple. When I died from all the abuse I endured, I was sent back to a time before all those previous events in my life had happened. After 15 regressions, I was exhausted. I prayed, “I don’t want anything to do with this, so please just let me die,” And at that moment when I could finally be able to die, someone said, “How about being my daughter?” …. That monstrous duke had adopted me.

I ended up transmigrating as a third-rate extra in a game I like, but worst of all this character has already fallen and been disowned. I have no ambitions. I just want to graduate, but the world won’t let me.