Little Ett's Villainous Son

"Even in the face of death, you still can't look at me. That expression of yours would never be mine."



It was a dark novel in which the son died at the hands of the male lead, and even the female lead couldn't do anything to save the Emperor. She couldn't heal him. Her innocence, kindness, justice, and love, and the concern she portrayed were viewed as pure annoyance. The villainous Emperor was a tyrant through and through. Unsavable until death.



"I'm a child?"



"Hahaha!"

The smile on her face faded as she shook her head lifelessly, staring at her window.



You see, she is not your kind of transmigrator that is kind to children and would change her son's fate and behavior. She was worse.



"I will continue scheming in the shadows, ensuring you'll have a smoother ruling. In exchange, let us not meet often."



"Then I will hold the Silence Ceremony in the highest respect for all your hard work, Mother."

This kid curses me to death before I should enter my coffin. A little massive red flag. He's mad. No, all of them are mad.