Master of Baby Talk: Every Kid in the Capital Wants Me to Cuddle Them

[Max-level baby talk skills + mother-and-baby pocket dimension + painless motherhood + no romance]

Shen Zhiyi, a genius preschool teacher in the medical field, transmigrates into the body of a “fall-guy female physician” in the ancient Imperial Medical Bureau, about to be beheaded.

On the execution ground, a babyish mechanical voice suddenly rings in her mind:

[Ding! Baby Talk Translation System activated. Infinite mother-and-baby pocket dimension bound!]

Then she hears the little prince crying and cursing in his mind:

“Waaah! These idiots! I'm lactose intolerant! They keep force-feeding me tonic soup every day. My stomach's going to explode!”

Shen Zhiyi scoffs, pushes the imperial physician aside, and gives the baby a modern gas-relief massage before mixing up a special lactose-free formula. The little prince lets out a satisfied burp and falls asleep in her arms.

Everyone is stunned! The tyrant emperor immediately revokes his decree: “From now on, you are the palace's chief nursery attendant!”

At first, Shen Zhiyi only wants to quietly care for the princes in the harem, earn a high salary, and live the carefree life of a happy slacker.

But somehow, her reputation for “miraculous healing and understanding children” can no longer be kept under wraps!

The young heir of the God of War, a “mute” suffering from anger issues;

The prime minister's twins, who have severe eating disorders;

Even the gloomy little prince sent as a hostage from an enemy kingdom... Every powerful figure in the land begs her to take their children in.

Looking at all the little ones in her courtyard clinging to her legs and calling, “Yiyi, cuddle me,” Shen Zhiyi sighs helplessly:

Fine, she might as well open the ancient world's first royal elite kindergarten!