Qing Transmigration: After He Heard My Thoughts, Fourth Prince Insisted I Bear His Child

[Qing Dynasty setting + mind-reading + baby-making System + sweet romance and push-pull + adorable contrasts + no overthinking]

In the twenty-seventh year of the Kangxi era, Qingzhi, a bondservant maid, is bound to a baby-making System. Her mission is to bear children for the cold-faced Fourth Master, Yinzhen.

On the surface, Qingzhi is delicate and helpless as she serves him ginseng tea with a pitiful expression. “My lord, this servant would be honored to ease your burdens.”

But in her mind, she frantically calculates: [It's ovulation time! If I can just win over this ice-cold man tonight, I'll get a hundred taels of gold and painless pregnancy pills at once! I'm going all in. This girl is going to make it big!]

Yinzhen's hand trembles as he is about to drink, and his teacup shatters on the floor.

He looks at the sweet, delicate young maid before him, wondering if he imagined what he heard.

Then he realizes that whenever he gets close to this woman, he can hear her thinking about nothing but “making money, having babies, and lying flat.”

Yinzhen values rules above all. He meant to keep his distance, but her audacious inner thoughts draw him in deeper and deeper.

When someone in the household picks on her, Qingzhi appears to endure it and back down, while thinking: [Go ahead and insult me. Once I rise in status through my son, I'll send every last one of you off to scrub the chamber pots!]

Yinzhen's mouth twitches. He immediately orders Qingzhi to be richly rewarded and confines everyone who harassed her to their quarters.

The struggle for the throne grows turbulent. Qingzhi mutters to herself: [Oh no, the eldest prince is about to use witchcraft against the crown prince. Fourth Master, stay out of it, please. I want to live to see the ending!]

Yinzhen quietly changes his strategy, using her inner thoughts to sidestep the deadly succession struggle and gradually place the safest, most splendid life at her feet.

Then one day, Qingzhi sighs to herself: [Sigh, Fourth Master has used up his allowance for this month. Go find someone else. I'm taking a break.]

Yinzhen loses his composure and pins her against the wall, gritting his teeth. “Qingzhi, are you trying to shut me out? Tonight, I'm not going anywhere!”