My Ex-Wife, His White Moonlight, Returns to Ancient Times, and the Two-Faced Tyrant Cries His Eyes Red

The Heavenly Dao had set her up. Xie Muchan traveled back to ancient times for a second time to save her son. She became the former tyrant's concubine: Noble Consort Xie. Before she could recover from the shock, another bombshell hit. Her former mother-in-law, now the Empress Dowager, wanted her and her child dead at every turn... Surviving in the imperial harem was no easy feat. She had barely caught her breath when another thunderclap struck She'd been gone only four years, but her tyrant of an ex-husband had not only taken concubine after concubine, he'd also fathered thirteen princes and princesses, all vying for their share of the inheritance... Even a whole pig-breeding team couldn't match his output. Surviving in the harem just got even harder. Well, isn't that just great! Did he really think his ex-wife was dead? She'd always been the sort to hold a grudge. If you don't bother me, I won't bother you. But if you do, I'll wipe out your entire line. If need be, she could always spare the child and kill the father! She rolled up her sleeves, ready to kill anyone in her way, be they god or Buddha. Just as she was about to show what she could do... The heroine appeared. She clung to Xie Muchan, throwing a tantrum and begging to take her son! That was the last straw. Xie Muchan sent the heroine back to the modern world to slave away for her, tightening screws on an assembly line... * In the Great Zhou dynasty, there was one taboo no one dared mention The tyrant Xiao Linfeng's beloved ex-wife. Hoping to make the woman who'd scorned him come back willingly, the tyrant wagered his life and his empire in a deal with the Heavenly Dao. He won. The woman came scampering back. But Her: By the order of seniority, you should call me Mother Consort. The tyrant: ...Mother Consort, please be kind to your son... Inside a golden cage encrusted with dazzling gems He knelt at her feet, his eyes bloodshot with obsession. His desperate kisses came one after another... As long as she didn't leave, what did it matter if he called her Mother Consort? Even the cage's heady intimacy couldn't restrain his burning madness...