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

He glanced at Si Chu behind Mingshu; his expression seemed quite calm, but Ji Jing couldn't be more familiar with his current state.


Thus, he softened his tone and added to Mingshu, "No need to worry."


Mingshu was oblivious, her eyes still revealing worry.


It's not as if it's life or death, no need to be so melodramatic.


Si Chu stepped forward, intentionally or otherwise blocking her view, his eyes slightly narrowed, looking impatiently at the person opposite him, "Stop wasting time. Or are you scared?"


The corners of his mouth curled up, his mockery was self-evident.


Having secured one end of the rope, Ji Jing, with a few thin wooden planks and the other end of the rope, approached the marsh.


"Be very careful," Yue Fuguang said with a scowl on his face from the side.


He tilted his head slightly, his gaze thoughtful, then nodded slightly and took a step, leaping into the air.


With a few quick moves, he soon disappeared into the white fog.


Chapter 434: The Old Tree Becomes a Spirit