Qing Dynasty Transmigration: The Coldhearted Fourth Prince Keeps Urging Me to Have More Children

[Qing Dynasty transmigration + childbirth + winning by lazing about + contrast charm + iron-blooded emperor turns into a doting dad + sweet 1v1]

Su Wan, a finance professional, wakes up to find herself in the body of Su Wanning, an unfavored concubine in Prince Yong's residence.

From the start, she is sent to the icy Fourth Master's chambers to “attend him.” What a disastrous beginning!

While other women compete for favor, she counts money. While they scheme, she sleeps.

She accidentally becomes pregnant with an imperial heir. She plans to keep lazing around, but then Fourth Master suddenly changes his tune...

From then on, this gentle, aloof secondary consort becomes the most outrageous person in the entire household.

Want a reward? Fourth Master empties the storerooms and has everything piled into her courtyard!

The children are fussy? Fourth Master holds them and soothes them himself, staying up all night!

Someone tries to trip her up? Fourth Master gives them a cold look and wipes out their whole family without hesitation!

At court, he is an iron-fisted emperor who makes every official tremble. Anyone who dares look at him too long risks losing their head.

Back in the inner quarters, a certain someone crouches at her door with a bowl of tonic soup, humbly pleading: “Wanning, your husband was wrong. Will you open the door? The children miss you... But mostly, I miss you.”

Su Wanning counts on her fingers. “What happened to the fifty chests of silk you promised last time?”

“One hundred chests.”

“Then add a manor.”

“Three manors and a gold mine.”

Su Wanning opens the door, satisfied, and pinches his handsome, sharply defined cheek. “That's more like it.”

Everyone else thinks Fourth Master is cold and heartless, and that Miss Su is neglected.

In reality

All the civil and military officials kneel in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, waiting for the emperor to review memorials.

A eunuch runs over with a message: “His Majesty says Sixth Prince is teething today, and he wants to watch over him himself. The memorials can wait until tomorrow.”

The assembled officials: “...”

So who really rules this realm?