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

Mingshu watched as the person entered through the door. Despite her attempts to appear calm, there was an inevitable hint of nervousness that leaked from the depths of her eyes.


She suddenly had a guess about Ah Yao's purpose for coming and spoke with a calm demeanor and a gentle tone, "It's cold outside, don't stand at the door. Come in and take a seat." She turned her head to glance at Yun Zhi, "Pour a cup of hot tea for Miss Ah Yao."


Yun Zhi pursed her lips and turned to get the teapot.


Mingshu's gentle and composed attitude greatly eased the anxiety in Ah Yao's heart, and her expression involuntarily relaxed. She walked over to the seat Mingshu had indicated, gracefully gathered her skirts, and slowly sat down.


Yun Zhi handed her the poured tea. Ah Yao accepted it with a touch of restraint, softly thanking her with a "Thank you," and as she raised her head, she met Mingshu's eyes, which held a faint smile.


Chapter 401: Not Just Anyone