Su Mianmian was a koi fish.
The kind that had been cultivating for ten thousand years.
Every day, aside from doing good deeds to accumulate merit while waiting to ascend, she spent her time reading comic books written by humans.
On this day, just after Su Mianmian rescued a kidnapped girl and was about to return to her pond, she was struck down by a purple bolt of heavenly lightning as thick as a man.
Su Mianmian: "Dammit!"
When she woke up again, before she could even speak, she felt her body being dragged out.
A pair of incredibly rough, aged hands pressed down toward her face, nearly suffocating her.
Good grief, dying right at the start?
"Heavenly Father, you’ve become addicted to killing, haven't you!"
An old woman's voice rang in her ears, "Your Ladyship, the Little Princess has no breath."
On the wide wooden bed, a beautiful woman drenched in sweat and deathly pale widened her eyes at these words.
She looked at the old woman in disbelief.
"Impossible. My child cannot be dead. Let me see her!"
Ten months of pregnancy, one moment of delivery.
She loved this child more than she loved herself; how could she accept this reality?
Imperial Concubine Chun struggled to get off the bed, but losing her footing, she fell heavily to the floor.
A maid beside her rushed to help her up.
Xiyou, seeing the utter despair on Imperial Concubine Chun's face, felt a pang of heartache. "Your Ladyship, let this servant go hold the Princess. You should lie down and rest."
When the midwife saw her approaching, she hardened her heart, her movements becoming even more ruthless.
*Damned little thing, why are you so hard to kill!*
"Your Ladyship, a stillborn is an omen of bad luck. You really shouldn't look."
Su Mianmian struggled with all her might, and upon hearing this, she was instantly furious. *You’re the stillborn! Your whole family is full of stillborns!*
Having read countless books, she quickly guessed that she had transmigrated. She had become an infant, her spiritual energy was temporarily inaccessible, and she was a tiny, five-short-limbed creature with zero attack power.
To survive, she immediately closed her eyes, kicked her legs, and played dead.
When the midwife saw the baby in her arms stop struggling, she finally let out a sigh of relief and handed her to Xiyou.
Her tone couldn't help but carry a hint of smugness, "I am only doing this for your own good, Your Ladyship. I didn't want you to be heartbroken seeing the Little Princess dead."
Su Mianmian was held in Xiyou's arms and quickly delivered to Imperial Concubine Chun. Once she was beside her biological mother, she immediately let out a loud cry.
"Waaahhh!"
*Didn't expect that, did you, old hag? Ha! I was playing dead—I live for the thrill!*
When the midwife heard the sound, her face instantly turned ghostly white.
*This damned little mongrel still has a pulse!*
Hearing her daughter's cry, Imperial Concubine Chun’s grief turned to joy in an instant. She pressed her cheek against her daughter's.
"My baby, you're alive! That's wonderful, simply wonderful!"
As she spoke, the woman was already sobbing uncontrollably.
Nothing is more fortunate than getting back what you thought you had lost.
Su Mianmian kept an eye on her mother's reaction while crying, and hearing her words, she felt a warmth in her heart.
She had grown up as a fish without parents in her past life; never did she think that after being struck by lightning, she would have a mother's love. It didn't seem like such a bad deal after all.
[Mother, you must stand up for me! That old hag tried to suffocate me!]
[Don't let her get away with this!]
Su Mianmian was so angry she forgot to cry. If she had teeth, she would have lunged down to bite that midwife to death.
Imperial Concubine Chun’s hands, which were holding Su Mianmian, paused slightly. *Where did that voice come from?*
She looked down at the infant in her arms. The baby girl was baring her teeth and looking furious.
*Is it my daughter speaking?* Anyone else might have been so terrified that they would have thrown the child away, but Imperial Concubine Chun only looked surprised for a moment before regaining her composure.
She even showed a hint of a smile.
This was her own daughter; why would she be afraid?
Imperial Concubine Chun assumed this was a mother-daughter connection, and her heart felt even more overjoyed.
Confirming that her daughter was safe, Imperial Concubine Chun’s gaze shifted to the midwife kneeling on the floor, her eyes turning icy.
"Mammy Wang, my child is clearly alive, yet you claimed she was dead. You have quite the nerve."
"Speak! Who sent you to harm the Little Princess?"
Mammy Wang knelt on the ground, kowtowing desperately. "Imperial Concubine Chun, this servant is not lying! The Little Princess had no breath just now, which is why I thought she had passed."
"Every word I say is true, Your Ladyship. You mustn't wrongly punish a good person."
Seeing that the plot had been exposed, Mammy Wang decided to deny everything to the death.
An infant couldn't talk, so who could prove she was lying?
[Bullshit!] Su Mianmian was so angry she nearly flopped up. [Mother, don't believe this old hag! She almost suffocated me just a moment ago.]
She still felt short of breath, as if she might drop dead at any moment.
Imperial Concubine Chun’s gaze returned to her daughter. Sure enough, she saw the baby's face was tinged with blue and purple, and she was instantly enraged.
"You still dare to lie? The Little Princess’s mouth and nose are bruised and purple; this is clearly a premeditated attempt on her life."
"Someone, tie her up and drag her to the Shenxing Division for rigorous interrogation!"
The midwife tried to defend herself, but the eunuchs from Imperial Concubine Chun's palace stepped forward, bound her up like a rice dumpling, and dragged her out the door.
Once the person was taken away, Imperial Concubine Chun held her child as if she had just escaped death, her stunning eyes so gentle they seemed as if they would melt.
"I'm sorry, baby. It was Mother who wrongly trusted a villain and nearly caused you harm."
"Please don't blame Mother, okay?"
Su Mianmian opened her eyes and stared at the beauty in front of her, almost forgetting to breathe.
[Oh my goodness, my mother is just too beautiful.]
In the life-or-death moment earlier, she hadn't observed carefully, but now that she could see her mother's features clearly, she nearly drooled.
Having spent many years in the human world, Su Mianmian had learned the most basic human virtues:
Greed for money and appreciation for beauty.
Pfft—I mean, appreciation for beautiful things.
Seeing this great beauty, how could she bear to blame her?
[Mother, how could I blame you? You are so beautiful, so gentle, and you're my own mother! *Smooch smooch*, I love you too much to ever blame you~]
[Cuddle with me, beautiful mother~]
Imperial Concubine Chun automatically filtered out the parts she didn't understand, translating them into a simple, clear message.
Her daughter didn't blame her; in fact, she loved her very much.
Imperial Concubine Chun’s face blossomed with joy, her stunning features becoming even more radiant as she smiled.
Su Mianmian was completely smitten. "Imperial Concubine Chun, let this servant take the Little Princess to be cleaned up." Xiyou wanted to come over to hold the baby, but Imperial Concubine Chun picked up her child and stood up.
"Xiyou, I will go with you."
Her daughter had nearly been killed; Imperial Concubine Chun wasn't willing to leave her precious baby for even a second. She had to watch over her personally to feel at ease.
Imperial Concubine Chun? Xiyou?
Why were these names so familiar?
Su Mianmian froze for a moment, only to realize that she hadn't just transmigrated; she had transmigrated into a book!
She had fallen into the novel titled *Transmigrating to Ancient Times, Where Emperors of Every Nation Go Mad for Me.*
She had finished reading it right before she died, and it was the very book she had left a thousand-word scathing review on!
The novel was about the female lead who transmigrated into the body of the Chancellor’s daughter and used her modern knowledge to attract countless men one after another.
What made Su Mianmian furious was that the female lead in this story loved promiscuously, hooking one man after another until she finally triggered a multi-national war.
The men in the book were always saying things like, "I would kill the world for you!"
*You’re so noble, so capable—and you’re using my life to play house.*
Su Mianmian was dedicated to protecting humanity, so how could she not be angry at such a novel?
And yet, she had transmigrated into the story, becoming the Little Princess whose mother was framed for an affair and who was supposed to be pinched to death at birth?
Su Mianmian: *Really, thank you so much!*
Dongyou saw Imperial Concubine Chun coming out holding the Little Princess. Her expression was a bit unnatural, but she still stepped forward and said, "Your Ladyship, please let this servant hold her."
"No need, Dongyou. I will do it myself."
Su Mianmian’s attention was instantly drawn to her. Upon hearing the name "Dongyou," she was immediately agitated.
[Oh, my dear mother, you must be careful of this woman! She is the one who frames you for having an affair and writes countless love letters by imitating your handwriting, which eventually leads to you being locked in the Cold Palace and dying of depression!]