
Relying on My Mind-reading Skills, I Figured Out the Crazy Emperor
by Yunjian
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[Mind-reading skills + cool writing + cannon fodder counterattack + 1v1 double cleansing, white and black little palace maid vs. Ruthless and crazy criticizing emperor] Once in time, Ling Shan became the cannon fodder maid that the Queen Mother stuffed into the Emperor's Palace and wanted to crawl into bed. There was a man who criticized a tyrant before and stabbed people with a knife at the slightest disagreement. Later, the Queen Mother was poisoned and forced to crawl into bed to leave the father and leave the son. In the meantime, he also had to deal with the jealous persecution of the Queen Mother's niece Xian Fei. Ling Shanben thought her life was at stake, but she didn't expect that she suddenly heard the tyrant's voice and avoided sending the question. [What the old witch sent you this time is a wise one, so I'll chop off her head to make fertilizer! Lingshan:? [Today's vinegary fish is so salty, are all the people in the imperial dining room pigs? Ling Shan silently poured a cup of tea... [Is the new maid a piece of wood? Standing there motionless, seducing people who don't know how to knock them down? Ling Shan moved his feet and rushed over... Later, Luoshui assassinated Ling Shan, who heard his voice and blocked the arrow with his body, seeking wealth in danger. [She actually risked her life for me. She really loves me! ... Ling Shan looks innocent on the surface, but secretly works hard every step of the way, relying on her mind-reading skills to step by step from a young palace maid to a noble concubine. Until one day, she found that she could no longer hear the tyrant's voice...
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Official(1)Scraped 3d ago
I couldn't stop reading it after reading it in one breath
Using the time-traveling woman's desperate survival as an edge, she accurately dissects the bloodthirsty nature of the palace's machinations. When the modern soul falls into an imaginary dynasty, the author cleverly gives the tyrant the fatal variable of 'mind reading' - in the changing scene in the imperial study room, the tug-of-war between the emperor's voice and the heroine's survival instinct turns the cognitive gap into suffocating dramatic tension. The heroine sheds her "gold finger" aura and dances on the tip of the tyrant's sword with the wisdom of the market (planting vegetables to save her life and borrowing strength to fight), and she is walking on thin ice under the control of the Queen Mother's poisonous poison. The grassroots resilience bursting out in the double oppression gives the machinations narrative a bloody sense of reality. The tyrant Wu Yuan has an amazing setting: the crazy emperor is murderous on the surface, but in his heart he hides the absurd obsession of growing vegetables and flowers; he can understand people's hearts but lets the heroine play around, as lazy and dangerous as a cat playing with a mouse. This contradiction dissolves the stereotype of the traditional tyrant. The silent "voice game" between him and the heroine tears out a strange vitality between the fireworks in the vegetable garden and the blood in the court. The layout of the Queen Mother's "flowing emperor, iron-clad authority" and the wise concubine's silly and unaware jokes all create an ukiyo-e of a cannibalistic palace. The author punctures the routine of palace fighting with spicy writing: the heroine's "coldness flashed in her eyes when she knelt down and trembled", and the tyrant's "brows beating when he lifted his belt", adding black humor into the moment of life and death. When farming skills become a life-saving talisman, when 'listening to the heart' turns into a double-edged sword, the traditional 'travel and counterattack' paradigm is completely deconstructed - there is no Shuangwen-style crushing here, only the cunning of ants who are born to die. Inside and outside the fence of the Tai Chi Palace vegetable garden, the game between ants and dragons has just begun..."
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Official(1)Scraped 3d ago
I couldn't stop reading it after reading it in one breath
Using the time-traveling woman's desperate survival as an edge, she accurately dissects the bloodthirsty nature of the palace's machinations. When the modern soul falls into an imaginary dynasty, the author cleverly gives the tyrant the fatal variable of 'mind reading' - in the changing scene in the imperial study room, the tug-of-war between the emperor's voice and the heroine's survival instinct turns the cognitive gap into suffocating dramatic tension. The heroine sheds her "gold finger" aura and dances on the tip of the tyrant's sword with the wisdom of the market (planting vegetables to save her life and borrowing strength to fight), and she is walking on thin ice under the control of the Queen Mother's poisonous poison. The grassroots resilience bursting out in the double oppression gives the machinations narrative a bloody sense of reality. The tyrant Wu Yuan has an amazing setting: the crazy emperor is murderous on the surface, but in his heart he hides the absurd obsession of growing vegetables and flowers; he can understand people's hearts but lets the heroine play around, as lazy and dangerous as a cat playing with a mouse. This contradiction dissolves the stereotype of the traditional tyrant. The silent "voice game" between him and the heroine tears out a strange vitality between the fireworks in the vegetable garden and the blood in the court. The layout of the Queen Mother's "flowing emperor, iron-clad authority" and the wise concubine's silly and unaware jokes all create an ukiyo-e of a cannibalistic palace. The author punctures the routine of palace fighting with spicy writing: the heroine's "coldness flashed in her eyes when she knelt down and trembled", and the tyrant's "brows beating when he lifted his belt", adding black humor into the moment of life and death. When farming skills become a life-saving talisman, when 'listening to the heart' turns into a double-edged sword, the traditional 'travel and counterattack' paradigm is completely deconstructed - there is no Shuangwen-style crushing here, only the cunning of ants who are born to die. Inside and outside the fence of the Tai Chi Palace vegetable garden, the game between ants and dragons has just begun..."









