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

The thought of dissolving right then and there met with unanimous opposition from the group, most of whom were poor souls with no family ties and merely out to earn their keep. If the White Lotus Sect were really dissolved, they reckoned they'd have no choice but to beg.


Mingshu just couldn't be that heartless. After some thought, she came up with an idea, "Why don't we change our name?"


The name "White Lotus Sect" definitely couldn't be used anymore; walking down the street, they might well end up pelted with rotten eggs.


Liao Yuan's eyes lit up, and he sidled over obsequiously, completely deferential to Mingshu, "Lord Saintess, do you have any ideas? The brothers will follow your lead!"


The others nodded their heads in agreement.


"How about calling ourselves the Red Scarf?" Mingshu already had a rough idea in her mind. The White Lotus Sect had cloaked itself in the name of doing good deeds but engaged in unforgivable acts of evil.


Chapter 469: Red Scarf