A Laid-Back Life of Farming in the Tyrant's Harem

Wen Yao transmigrated into a palace-intrigue novel as a cannon-fodder concubine who was sentenced to death after appearing in just three episodes. Looking at the palace full of stunning beauties, all chatting and laughing while concealing their schemes, Wen Yao quietly shrank back. Palace intrigue was out of the question. The current emperor was an unpredictable tyrant, and she needed to stay far away from him. To save her own life, she told everyone that she loved farming and petitioned to move to the Cold Palace. Just as she was enjoying a blissful life of planting flowers, tending plants, petting cats, and playing with dogs in the Cold Palace, the tyrant kicked the door open. His icy face was full of murderous intent. "The chickens you're raising are disturbing me!" Wen Yao, holding a newly hatched chick that could barely stand and was peeping weakly: "???" When Rong Jian was six, he fell in the imperial garden. After waking up, he found he could read minds, and his personality changed completely. After ascending the throne, he had to face ministers and consorts who never meant what they said. His temper grew more and more violent. One day, a concubine sent by a neighboring kingdom to sue for peace was so audacious that she petitioned to move to the Cold Palace. Rong Jian lifted his eyes, murderous intent stirring in their depths. But when he heard her heart ruefully say, "The emperor is so handsome, but he's too thin. It makes me worry about him," the rage coiling in his heart suddenly vanished. Later on. Rong Jian waited and waited. Half a year passed, but the little concubine who worried about him never came to pay her respects. Unable to bear it any longer, he made excuses to take a walk and passed the Cold Palace again and again. But the Cold Palace doors stayed firmly shut, and no one came out to greet him. Just as he was about to turn away, the little concubine's soft voice reached him through the crack in the door: "Wow, why hasn't the emperor left yet? Is he planning to come in for tea? Never mind, I'd better go watch the chicks hatch!" Rong Jian was furious. I rank lower than a chicken? In a rage, he kicked the Cold Palace doors open. The sun was shining that day. She was holding a chick and looking utterly astonished. She was adorable. For the first time in his life, he wanted to pull someone into his arms and make her cry. Easygoing farmer girl vs. irritable drama king Tips: One-on-one romance, both leads are virgins. Fictional setting, don't nitpick the details! Coming soon: I Raised the Darkened Villain Back to Goodness. Please add it to your reading list (#^.^#) Blurb: Meng Wantao transmigrated into a comeback novel as an irrelevant passerby, the orphaned daughter of the third branch of the Chengyu Earl's family. Her parents died young, and her birth mother was disliked by her grandmother, so she was treated like she was invisible and kept at a farmstead outside the capital. Her food and clothing were worse than those of the favored maids in the household. Now that she'd transmigrated, she had to get on with life. After teaching the abusive servants a lesson and reclaiming what was rightfully hers, she settled down at the farmstead, growing crops, opening a shop, and making money. She lived a comfortable, carefree life until one autumn night, when she got a craving for grilled fish and went to the pond, where she met an illegitimate son being kept at a farmstead by some noble family next door. He was incredibly handsome, but his face was far too pale and his body far too frail, as if the wind might blow him away at any moment. Meeting his cold, piercing gaze, Meng Wantao thought for a moment, then held up the fish she'd just grilled. "D-do you want some?" Gong Jue, whose hidden sword was already drawn: "..." ** Later, after the two had met many times, she was no longer afraid of the murderous aura surrounding him. She even felt sorry for his background, and whenever she made something delicious, she would bring him some. One day, someone from the palace suddenly arrived to read the empress dowager's decree: Meng Wantao was to marry the regent, the great villain of the story. The regent ruled half the empire and stood against the empress dowager, but after the male lead, the young emperor, came of age, his fate would be utterly tragic. Meng Wantao didn't need to think twice to know how terrible things would be for her as the regent's consort. She couldn't understand it. She was just an NPC with no connection to the plot, content to live a quiet life. How had she suddenly been betrothed to a cruel and ruthless villain? While she was still stunned, the illegitimate son next door took the empress dowager's decree from the eunuch and smiled coldly. "The empress dowager has gone to a lot of trouble on my behalf." Meng Wantao: "…?" ** The sixth prince, Gong Jue, grew up in the Cold Palace, innocent and kind. After being nearly killed several times, he turned completely dark, schemed at every turn, and became the regent who held power over all under heaven. That year, he was ambushed and badly wounded, and went to recuperate at an estate outside the capital. The little girl living next door, who had almost died several times herself, wasn't afraid of him at all. Every day, she brought him delicious food and asked if he'd like to try some. At first, he assumed she had ulterior motives. He watched everything she did with cold eyes, waiting for her to slip up so he could take her life. Until the day his subordinate betrayed him, and his murderous rage flared. The little girl put a bowl of osmanthus rice wine dumplings in his hands and gently urged him, "Life's too short to dwell on things. Don't give up on yourself. Things will get better. Look at me. I'm living a pretty good life now." He didn't hear a word she said. All he remembered was how soft and warm her hands were, melting the frost that had built up in his heart over so many years. Little heater vs. big iceberg Theme: Stay optimistic and live earnestly, even in the depths of adversity