Lady An: A Laid-Back Life in the Qing Palace

A food blogger transmigrates into the Qing palace as Lady An, automatically gaining the skills to make incense and sing with a “golden voice.” Unfortunately, those talents had been left to gather dust at the bottom of Lady An's trunk.

“Court intrigue? Who cares? Why would I fight to the death over some pig trotter of a man? Have I eaten too much?” Lady An said with a burp.

Yes, she had eaten too much.

“Little Sister An, don't give up on yourself! We still have a chance to rise again!” Zhen Huan said.

“Oh!” Lady An continued eating.

“Lady An, you've been looking rather plump lately. How will you win His Majesty's favor like that?” the Empress asked.

“Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty.” Lady An continued eating.

“Have you heard? Lady An's father was dismissed after the emperor caught him embezzling, and Lady An actually asked His Majesty to punish him more severely. Is she out of her mind?” Consort Hua sneered.

But why was that pig-trotter of a man looking at her more and more strangely? Lady An was getting nervous.

This isn't a complete Zhen Huan fanfic, since it also draws on the wuxia story Blood-Drop Sabers. The plot is suspenseful, so if that's not your thing, don't read it.

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