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

At any other time, Mingshu might have been able to keep up the pretense with him, but the sharp pain in her back was disturbing and distracting, and Mingshu simply couldn't hold it in any longer. She scowled and said mockingly, "Did elder brother come here especially to see me made a fool of? If so, you should be satisfied by now, right?"


Her displeasure was evident in her tone for anyone to hear, and Ji Jing's eyebrows lifted slightly, a hint of amusement in his eyes.


It might have been the first time he saw her let down her guard in front of him, exposing her emotions fully.


This desperate, cornered look was indeed much more pleasing than her previously feigned flattery.


With a trace of a smile on his lips, Ji Jing, unusually unperturbed, said with a leisurely tone, "Silly little sister, do you think your elder brother has as much free time as you do?"


Mingshu choked, her back molars itching with frustration.


Somebody please come and drag this idiot out!


Chapter 397 The Flower Thief