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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 77 The Impulse to Tears

After Si Chu changed into the clothes, Mingshu finally realized just how poor her embroidery skills were.

Before wearing them, it might not have been so obvious; she simply thought they were ugly.

There is a saying, "People rely on clothes, Buddhas on gold adornment."

These garments not only failed to enhance the wearer's aura, but they also lowered the overall attractiveness. Mingshu forgot to cinch the waist when she made it. The sleeves were uneven, one longer than the other, and the odd patterns on the clothes were supposed to be bamboo, its elegance and purity in line with Zi Zi's disposition.

But perhaps she was too hungry while embroidering; the finished product looked somewhat like chicken feet...

The wide robe hung on the body barely, like a sack.

Only Si Chu's handsome face saved the day; even in a sack, he wouldn't look too bad, but on an ordinary person, it would be a disaster.