[Ming Dynasty + Beloved by All + Adorable Child + National Fortune + Luck-Bringing Constitution + Feel-Good Power Fantasy + Not a Saint]
In the fifteenth year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang is devastated by the loss of Empress Ma. Strange omens appear in the sky, and torrential rain pours without end for months.
As he rails against the unfairness of Heaven, a three-year-old toddler suddenly appears beneath a withered plum tree in the imperial garden.
The child's cry brings the rain to an abrupt stop, and a rainbow-colored glow appears in the sky.
The child's smile brings the withered tree back to life, while the phantom image of a golden dragon emerges.
The Imperial Astronomical Bureau bows in reverence through the night. "Your Majesty! This girl possesses a pure yang constitution that appears once in ten thousand years, one that brings prosperity and good fortune! The fate of the Ming rests in her hands!"
Zhu Yuanzhang makes his decision on the spot. "From today on, she's my own granddaughter! Anyone who so much as touches a hair on her head will have their entire clan wiped out!"
From then on, this little bundle of joy, who speaks in a tiny, babyish voice and can barely walk steadily, becomes the apple of the entire Ming Dynasty's eye.
The treasury is empty? Sui Sui casually points somewhere, and gold and copper mines are discovered!
The border is under attack? Sui Sui draws a line on the sand table, and the enemy troops fall apart on their own!
A struggle in court? Sui Sui sits beside the Dragon Throne, and all the officials immediately behave themselves!
The entire court vies to curry favor with her. "What would Your Highness like to eat today? You can pick any chef from my household!"
The feudal princes line up with gifts. "Niece, have a look at this jade ruyi. Do you like it?"
Zhu Yuanzhang's biggest headache each day isn't governing the country, but rather...
"All of you, get away from her! Don't spoil my Sui Sui!"
Everyone: "...Aren't you the one spoiling her the most?"
The Lazy, Sweet Wife of the Seventies, Pampered by Her Rough-Hewn Husband Like an Empress
Reborn in the 1970s: Marrying a Rugged Man Is Hard When You're So Delicate
Transmigrated to the 1980s: The Timid Beauty Is Out Here Winning Over Army Officers
The Seventies Compound: Grandpa the General Comes to Bring Me Home
Transmigrated as a Lucky Little Melon in the 1960s: Needles in One Hand, Fists in the Other
I Returned from Atletico Madrid and Became the Wall of Sighs on the Pitch
A Hunter in Famine Times: Born with Superhuman Strength, Destined for High Office!
@26 Author, are you short of a silver mine story? 😦