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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.

Cloudy · 历史言情
分數不夠
436 Chs

Chapter 270: How Could It Not Hurt?

Mingshu was not an extremely delicate person, yet in front of Si Chu, she always unconsciously showed her fragile side, perhaps because she knew he would indulge her.

Heaven knows how panicked she felt when she saw Si Chu looking the way he did just now.

It reminded her of the scene in the original story where Si Chu died.

The male lead had already breached the city gates, leading the Rebel Army into the imperial palace, ready to capture the infamously wicked Tyrant.

However, when he arrived at Qianqing Palace and saw the scene before him, he was taken aback.

The grand palace was ablaze, with flames soaring and beams collapsing!

The palace maids were packing their belongings and fleeing, with cries and screams incessant.

The legendary Tyrant sat nonchalantly on the dragon throne, unaffected by the raging fire around him. Blood was flowing down from the wrist he let hang by his side, red and white intertwining in a shocking display, yet he seemed utterly indifferent.