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Burning Passion Love Never Dies

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. * When you visit this world, remember to take a look at the sun.

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Chapter 163: What Should I Call It?

Mingshu sat in the carriage, still somewhat bewildered.

Maybe because they had left in a hurry, or maybe because the trip required a low profile, the carriage looked very ordinary from the outside, but inside, it was spacious with not many items, yet everything that should be there was at hand.

She glanced at Si Chu, who was resting with his eyes closed. A few days without seeing him, and there was a new trace of dark circles under his eyes, a tiredness showing between his eyebrows.

Mingshu had intended to ask, but seeing this, she couldn't bear to disturb his rest.

She drew back the curtain and poked her head out to instruct Zhui Ying, who was acting as a coachman, to pick the smoothest road possible. Then she sat quietly, making every effort not to make a sound.

Mingshu pondered over the purpose behind Si Chu's actions in her mind.