Cloudy

Mingshu was so addicted to a novel that she forgot to eat and sleep; she had taken to heart the plight of the villainous emperor within, whose fate was appallingly tragic!
After angrily writing a thousand-word negative review, she woke up to find herself transmigrated into the book, becoming the freshly minted, unfortunate Noble Consort of the Tyrant.
Confronted with the living and breathing emperor before her, Mingshu's mind was a whirlwind—
Isn't this my kid? 〣( ºΔº )〣
In the eyes of everyone else, the emperor was bloodthirsty by nature, ruthless and cruel, a Living Yama whose very name sent shivers down spines!
Through Mingshu's eyes, the emperor was: afraid of the dark, terrified of thunder, loved to act spoiled, lacked a sense of security, was inherently kind, and had a life-or-death need for sweets...
What kind of supreme cutie is this?!
Wahhh, baby, mama loves you!!
In order to change her son's dreadful ending, Mingshu, overflowing with maternal love, transformed into a child-protecting demon!
She brazenly confronted the Empress Dowager, furiously scolded court officials, and fought imperial consorts with her bare hands...
But wait, why were the kid's glances at her becoming more and more peculiar?
——
As a child, Si Chu always dreamt of a young girl who taught him to read and write with patience, tended to his wounds with care, and gently soothed him to sleep on every stormy night.
Then one day, the girl disappeared.
He searched high and low but couldn't find her.
So, obsession turned into a demon, his eyes blood-red and crazed, he went mad.
Just when he lamented the world's boredom and contemplated destroying everything,
He came across a pair of bright, sparkling, talking eyes.
With a gloomy and obsessive look, the emperor's lips curled into a cold smile: Fine, you've come to me of your own volition.
——
Everyone knew: The emperor detested beautiful, delicate, and arrogant women most of all. No one knew how long the dainty Noble Consort would last.
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When you visit this world, remember to take a look at the sun.

Burning Passion Love Never Dies

Consort Shu, buoyed by the flattery of everyone around her, struggled to conceal her pride, but hints of smugness inevitably shone through her eyes. She feigned humility, "After all, this consort simply catered to her liking."  


While talking, she glanced intentionally or unintentionally in Mingshu's direction, her lips curling upward, "Knowing that my aunt enjoys worshipping Buddha, this consort went to great lengths to obtain such a jade Guanyin of superior quality and appearance..." 


As she spoke, one hand pulled away the red cloth, revealing the item underneath. 


A gasp of amazement escaped from the crowd, their eyes filled with admiration. 


It was a white jade Guanyin, its color pure and translucent, free of any impurities, and the carving was incredibly lifelike. 


To find a jade Guanyin of such high quality, and of such size, was truly rare. 


Yet some in attendance had changing expressions. 


Chapter 132: Guanyin's Tears of Blood