I Understand Baby Talk, So I Opened a Royal Nursery in Ancient Times

[Effortless motherhood + toddlers who can read minds + overwhelming modern know-how + laugh-out-loud everyone dotes on her]

Lin Wanwan, a top nanny, transmigrates into the body of a wicked wet nurse about to be beaten to death with a cane. As the young son of the God of War cries day and night and is on the verge of dying, she suddenly hears a frantic baby voice:

[Waaah, my idiot dad's armor is digging into me! I'm lactose intolerant, so stop force-feeding me milk!]

Lin Wanwan whips out lactose-free formula and a pacifier. “Move! You're crushing his invisible wings!”

Later, with her modern childcare space, Lin Wanwan opens the Great Yong capital's first kindergarten.

The chancellor's autistic daughter giggles as she hugs her LEGO bricks. The young heir of the Grand Princess, covered in a rash, falls asleep the moment he changes into cotton diapers. Even the fussiest imperial grandson clings to her leg and begs for shrimp paste!

Every day, the first thing the officials do after court is line up to pick up their children. They even come to blows over the “Outstanding Parent” banner.

More than a decade later, enemy forces besiege the capital, intending to kidnap Lin Wanwan and use her as leverage against Great Yong.

On the city wall, the crown prince, the newly appointed top scholar, and the young general all glare furiously. “You dare touch our headmistress? We'll wipe out your entire clan and scatter your ashes!”