The Fallen Consort Is Sweet and Soft: Five Powerful Eunuchs Line Up to Be Fed

Transmigrated into the role of a little painter in the Cold Palace, a discarded consort on the verge of starving to death, Li Chuni's hands shook so badly she could barely hold a brush.

At the brink of death, a miraculous stroke awakened: whatever she painted became real, but she could only paint living things, and her first summons were locked to the cruel eunuch faction from the illustrated serial she had once drawn!

In the blink of an eye, five stunning fake eunuchs clad in crimson fish-scale robes knelt out of nowhere in the dilapidated Cold Palace.

The smiling but treacherous Chief of the Imperial Clan Court, the damp and bloodthirsty Director of the Western Depot, the mad dogs of the Embroidered Uniform Guard who bit anyone they saw...

"Your Highness, you are too weak to hurt a chicken. Without food, your servants may have to kill and eat you to survive."

Li Chuni wept like a flower in the rain and tremblingly painted a basket of steaming meat buns.

The vicious dogs got a taste of the good life, but the way they looked at her changed completely.

Word spread through the court that the Eastern Depot's vicious dogs were causing outrageous havoc, but no one knew that deep in a secluded pavilion at night,

five living Yama Kings, powerful enough to rule the realm, knelt on one knee, each vying for the privilege of gently rubbing the swollen ankles of their teary little consort.