I Picked Up Xiao Nan Niang, So How Did She Become a Sickly-Sweet Tyrant?

Li Lin transmigrated into the body of a penniless, powerless street thug, useless at both books and martial arts. He couldn't even make soap or coarse salt, the standard inventions of a transmigrator. On a snowy day, he found an abandoned child in an alley. The child was as beautiful as a porcelain doll, dressed in ill-fitting, thin gauzy women's clothes and shivering from the cold. “Come home with me. I'll feed you.” Li Lin wrapped his only threadbare padded jacket around the child and thought, One more mouth to feed. I can manage. What he didn't know was that the child's name was Chenyu. In his previous life, Chenyu had been a ruthless emperor who conquered the six realms and unified the land, decisive in killing and unmatched in political cunning. The court trembled at the very mention of him. The day Li Lin died in his arms, Chenyu sacrificed half the immortal realm to return to the beginning. In this life, he would keep Li Lin alive, and make sure Li Lin belonged to him alone. But Li Lin knew nothing of that just yet. He was crouched by the stove, fretting over a pot of congee so watery he could see his reflection in it. “Yuer, I made the congee too thin again today...” Chenyu obediently held his bowl, a devotion that had endured two lifetimes hidden in his eyes. He smiled faintly, his voice soft as cotton candy. “It's all right. I'll love anything you make, Brother Lin.” A useless transmigrator who only wants to keep his family fed, and a beautiful young man with an emperor's heart. Amid the warmth of everyday street life, a story of raising, protecting, and possessing someone completely quietly begins. When Li Lin finally realizes that the child who slips into his bed for warmth every night has never looked at him innocently... Will he be able to get away unscathed?