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

Seeing Mingshu's shocked and speechless expression, Wang Yuan couldn't know what she was imagining, but a hint of guilt and sympathy showed in her eyes. She patted Ming Xi on the shoulder with a serious face and said generously, "It's okay, Sister Ji. From now on, if you want to come with me, you can. I've paid for you as well. It was just a small effort! My father always says that when you're away from home, you have to help each other out. The more friends, the more paths you have!"


Mingshu's eyes revealed a touched expression; this child probably thought she came from a modest background.


Although a little foolish, she was foolish in a cute way.


The three of them entered the main gate of the temple and were led by a Taoist woman to a Chan room.


Mingshu glanced at the situation inside, puzzled as to why there were so many people outside, but not many coming here.


Chapter 174: The Rice Devourer, The Soul of Eating