Reborn as Consort Xi: My Daughter Knows the Entire Plot

Red walls and green tiles, the palace rising deep within.

When Tang Wan awoke, the room was filled with the scent of dragon's-breath incense. An old scar on her wrist reminded her that this wasn't a dream. In her previous life, she'd poured her heart and soul into surviving this man-eating harem, only to be deposed and sent to the cold palace. She breathed her last as her daughter cried out in anguish.

Now reborn, all she wanted was to protect her only child and use her knowledge of the future to plan her every move.

But her five-year-old daughter, Xiao Zhao, suddenly stopped pestering her for candy. Instead, she often studied Tang Wan with a pair of eyes far too clear and knowing for a child. One day, Xiao Zhao secretly burned a freshly painted portrait. In the glow of the flames, her young face looked solemn. "Mother, stop fighting. According to the book, we're both destined to be cannon fodder."

Ashes fluttered through the air. Tang Wan felt as if she'd fallen into an icy abyss. She recognized the person in the burned portrait: the man who had strangled her in her previous life, the one who had once shared her bed.

It turned out that her daughter was no longer her daughter. Inside that small body lived someone who knew every detail of the plot, and the endings of both Tang Wan's "past life and present life."

Would they rely on each other as mother and daughter, or should she be wary of this "old acquaintance" who knew everything? Tang Wan clenched her palm until her knuckles turned white. She bent down, met those eyes that didn't belong to a child, and asked softly, "Does the book say how Mother is supposed to live?"