Qing Transmigration: Gorging on Gossip in the Fourth Prince’s Manor by Understanding Animals

(No BL in this story. Don't take the comedy too seriously. If that bothers you, don't read. Best enjoyed with your brain switched off~)

Chu Qingshuang is treated as a pawn and cast aside by her selfish cousin. Next thing she knows, she's been assigned to the household of the cold-faced Fourth Prince, the Devil himself.

Upon arriving at the residence, Chu Qingshuang has two secret advantages: a spiritual spring dimension and the ability to understand animals. All she wants is to be a carefree concubine, minding her own business.

She spends her days feeding koi and teasing sparrows, enjoying the gossip and drama through the little animals around the courtyard.

She thinks she can lie low until the Fourth Prince takes the throne and then become an imperial concubine. But the inner court is a treacherous place, and Side Consort Li repeatedly tries to poison and scheme against her.

Worse, her scumbag cousin is even trying to use other concubines to spy on the Fourth Prince's household secrets and frame him!

When the nest is destroyed, no egg remains intact. A chill flashes through Chu Qingshuang's eyes: If I can't lie low, then I'll fight for power!

From that day on, the Fourth Prince realizes that his usually dull and well-behaved Concubine Chu has changed.

When the Fourth Prince grows tired from reviewing documents, she brings him ginseng soup simmered with spiritual spring water. Smiling sweetly, she massages him with her soft, delicate hands until he feels completely refreshed.

When the women of the inner court set a trap for her, the thrushes beneath her eaves have already warned her. She turns the tables, weeping pitifully as she throws herself into the Fourth Prince's arms. He takes pity on her and sends the woman who framed her to the cold palace.

“Your Highness, my cousin not only betrayed me, he even wants to harm you. I'm so scared…”

Chu Qingshuang leans against the Fourth Prince's chest, her eyes slightly red and her beauty utterly bewitching.

The usually cool and self-possessed Fourth Prince's gaze darkens. He grabs her slender waist and presses her onto the bed, his voice hoarse:

“With me here, no one can lay a hand on you. As for that heartless bastard, I'll make sure he has nowhere to be buried by tomorrow!”