Golden House, Hidden Beauty [Transmigrated into a Book]

I’m an unlucky soul who transmigrated into a book after just one sleep. Even unluckier, I transmigrated into the “Black Moonlight” of the male lead in a level-up power-fantasy novel—a cannon fodder character who in the end had her coffin opened and her corpse whipped.After transmigrating, I discovered—oh—that this Black Moonlight wasn’t just black; even the gender wasn’t quite right.To save my little life, I kept my distance from the male lead while diligently playing the cold, aloof princess. But I’m a STEM student, allergic to classical Chinese. No one knows how miserable I was studying at the academy.Once, there was unrest at the border, and the court planned to marry the princess off to a khan thousands of miles away to forge a marriage alliance.I’d only been a princess for two years, but while in that position, one must do its duties. If I had to marry, I had to marry.Halfway there, when most of the accompanying palace maids had already fled, the male lead rode up, stopped my carriage, and said he had already pacified the border and was prepared to escort me back to the capital.I sighed inwardly: the male lead really is the only Long Aotian in this book. But there’s no need to go to such lengths to save a down-and-out princess, is there?