This Palace Maid Has a Problem! She Carries Me Around and Begs for Affection Every Day

[Complete story] [Not a pure romance, fictional setting, sweet and indulgent, devoted love, lighthearted tone~~]

Shen Miaokun dreamed she was living in a bizarre palace-intrigue novel. What a lively place it was! The emperor murdered his father and brother, the empress had descended with a thunderbolt, the favored consort was reborn, Consort Shu had transmigrated, the Zhaoyi was lame, and the beauty was mute... In short, everyone had their own quirks and their own place in the story.

Except her. She was a cannon-fodder palace maid, and the favored consort was about to have her killed. Afterward, they’d even turn her skin into a lantern.

Shen Miaokun jolted upright from her deathbed dream!

Heaven itself was practically spoon-feeding her. So why die? She wouldn’t. She’d rise up, rule the palace, and stand at the pinnacle of the imperial harem.

**

Emperor Yongxi had been rather troubled lately. His new palace maid was fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged, sweet-talking, and fond of acting cute, but she had no manners. The moment he scolded her, she hugged him.

Scold her again, and she kissed him.

Scold her a third time, and she went even further, hoisting him over her shoulder. It was hard to tell which of them was the emperor!

At last, he talked her out of carrying him around, only for her to sweep him up in a princess carry. It was enough to drive a man mad~~

Can someone tell him how he’s supposed to assert his authority as the man of the household???