A Life of Leisure in the Imperial Harem: You’re Saying Qianlong Is a Chatterbox?

[Palace Intrigue? No, Self-Care] [Mutual First Love, One-on-One] [Sweet Romance] [Clear-Headed Heroine] [Hopelessly Devoted Hero]

I, Yehenala Shuran, was a distant imperial clanswoman whose name never even made it into the history books. Then, overnight, I transmigrated and became an invisible nobody in the imperial harem.

In my past life, I worked myself to the bone. This time, I’ve learned my lesson: don’t compete, don’t fight. Lie flat, tend flowers, feed fish, and try to live to ninety-nine.

To get dismissed during the selection, I went barefaced and spent the whole time daydreaming. Who knew the sharp-eyed Qianlong Emperor would pick me to stay?

After entering the palace, while the other consorts vied to outshine one another, I hid in a side hall and grew vegetables.

While the other consorts flirted and fought for favor, I thought about what was on the Imperial Kitchen’s menu.

But the supposedly wise and mighty emperor was acting stranger and stranger.

“Shuran, come quick! I’ve got something to tell you. Zhang Tingyu and Ortai got into another argument today. It was hilarious!”

“My dear consort, guess what juicy secret I found in today’s memorials?”

I, Yehenala Shuran, had become Qianlong’s personal sounding board and official gossip-sharing partner.

I sighed. “Your Majesty, could you go spread your favor around and take care of some state affairs?”

A certain Qianlong clasped his hands and pouted. “What’s so interesting about state affairs compared to gossiping with my beloved? What could be more delightful than you?”