Transmigrated Into Royal Nirvana: A Devoted Heart for You

Lian Sheng transmigrated into the body of Nian Gengyao's youngest daughter. From the moment she was born, people sent by the Yongzheng Emperor hunted her down. Watching the mother who had raised her leap off a cliff to protect her, Lian Sheng's eyes filled with hatred. She vowed to infiltrate the imperial harem and stir up trouble. After Lian Sheng went to great lengths to become a palace candidate, she began to feel that the plot was getting more and more familiar. Then she saw Hongli place the Ruyi scepter in the hands of Qingying, who wore a crooked scarf and looked like an old imperial consort, her lips puckered into a pout. Beside them, the beautiful, poised young lady from the Fucha clan had red eyes. Suppressing her excitement, Lian Sheng curled her lips into a smile. So this was a parody drama. That made things easy. From then on, Qianlong's harem became a lively place. Either ghosts were haunting it, or imperial heirs were snuffed out the moment they showed themselves. The officials of the Imperial Astronomy Bureau were so frantic they wore out the almanac. What on earth was going on? The Qing dynasty was supposed to have several hundred years left! Watching the harem descend into chaos, Lian Sheng emerged unscathed. Her revenge was complete, but what was she supposed to do about feeling a little lonely? "My lady Sheng, please show your servant some affection." She looked at Jinzong, kneeling at her feet in a red python robe, the corners of his eyes tinged red with misery. Lian Sheng hooked a finger under Jinzong's chin and parted her red lips. "You've done such a fine job, Eunuch. How could I possibly deny you my affection? I'll reward you by..." Jinzong nervously swallowed, unable to help feeling hopeful. "My lady Sheng..." "By making sure you can never leave my side for the rest of your life." Lian Sheng let go and rose, walking into the inner chamber. "My lady..." Jinzong wondered if he'd misheard. His voice was hoarse as he stared at Lian Sheng's retreating figure with a gaze that seemed almost predatory. "Why aren't you coming in to attend to me?" Jinzong slapped himself. This wasn't a dream! "My lady Sheng, your servant is here to attend to you."