It Turns Out I'm Consort Ling (Qing Dynasty Transmigration)

My ongoing story next door, Even Gloomy People Are Pretty Cute [Infrastructure Building], has its blurb at the very bottom. Feel free to give it a try~

Blurb for this story:

On her way to the Maldives for a vacation, the plane crashes. Wei Min, a young rich woman from J City, closes and opens her eyes to find she has transmigrated to the third year of the Qianlong reign in the Qing dynasty, becoming a palace maid who has just passed the small selection.

Life in the imperial harem is no life for a human being. You have to wash clothes and do hard labor, serve people on your knees, and suffer scolding, beatings, and forced kneeling. You live at the very bottom, with a life only a tiny bit better than that of eunuchs without rank.

Wei Min carefully plans her moves and wins Qianlong's favor, transforming from a lowly palace maid into a noble imperial consort.

Qianlong grants her the title Ling, and only then does she realize that she is the historical Consort Ling, the woman who gave birth to six children in ten years and died at just forty-nine, the Imperial Noble Consort Lingyi.

Now that she knows how things end, she absolutely refuses to repeat history.

She will have fewer children, stay healthy, and live happily every day, outlasting the long-lived Qianlong and becoming Empress Dowager.

This era is too cruel. Romance doesn't matter. Staying alive is what counts.

Wei Min treats Qianlong like a client, making sure he's comfortable whenever he visits. The rest of the time, she keeps herself entertained in the harem.

She hopes he'll visit less, aiming for "three months without a job, then three months' worth of pay in one go."

But as she enjoys herself, she turns around one day to find a clingy, pouty-yet-honest man behind her.

Wait, Lord Qianlong, why are you here again?

You're not tired of this, but I am.

Hongli is young and clever, full of fiery ambition, and wholeheartedly pursues his dream of becoming an immortal sage-emperor who expands the realm and ushers in an age of prosperity.

He has ideas and the drive to put them into action. His eyes fixed on the ideal before him, he steadily draws closer to it, and nothing else matters to him.

The army is his sword, the officials his arms, and the harem a place to rest when he is tired. Its purpose is to continue the royal bloodline, and nothing more.

But then Fucha left, Gao left, and Su left... His eldest, second, and third sons all left him too.

When he looks back, none of his loved ones are there. The vast harem is full of new faces he can barely recognize, and he has become truly alone. Only Wei remains by his side.

His eyes no longer focus only on what lies ahead. He grips Wei's hand tightly, afraid she too will leave him.

"Be my empress. Let us share a bed in life and a tomb in death."

I devoted myself to chasing the clouds and the sun, never knowing that loneliness had already eaten its way into my bones. Only later did I understand that I couldn't make this journey without you by my side.

Reader's Guide:

1. One chapter updates every evening at 6 p.m. I have over 200,000 words in reserve, so daily updates are no problem. Please add it to your collection~

2. Wei Min is unquestionably the protagonist. Hongli (Qianlong) is her official love interest, but he isn't the protagonist, just an important male supporting character, so he has fewer scenes than the heroine.

3. The heroine, Wei Min, is outwardly tactful and willing to bend with circumstances, but has a strong mind of her own. She is self-interested and flawed, not perfect.

4. An alternate-history Qing dynasty with original elements. History buffs, please go easy on me.

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Upcoming story blurb: Even Gloomy People Are Pretty Cute [Infrastructure Building]

Chai Mianmian, a stray dog beaten down by life, transmigrates to a strange place.

Here, whenever Chai Mianmian does anything, people, no, beastmen praise her.

Chai Mianmian makes a plain bowl of ginger milk pudding.

A few little wolf cubs with pointy ears and round heads gather around her, gazing at her with stars in their eyes. "Wow, Mianmian, you're amazing! How can you turn two gross ingredients into such delicious food just by mixing them together?"

Chai Mianmian blushes shyly. "It's nothing special. I just added some ginger juice and cooked it a little."

"It is amazing! It really is!" The wolf cubs eagerly throw themselves at her one after another. "Mianmian made delicious ginger milk pudding that nobody else could make. Mianmian is the best!"

Chai Mianmian tries to explain, but as they bump into her again and again, a smile involuntarily spreads across her face.

Chai Mianmian is weak and struggles to carry water, so she makes a rickety section of water pipe to lighten the load.

Several tall, long-legged wolf aunties gather around her, smiling until their eyes crinkle. "Wow, Mianmian, you're so clever! With this water pipe, we won't have to carry water from the river anymore."

Chai Mianmian is terribly embarrassed and quickly explains, "It's not sturdy, and it leaks. Maybe it'll fall apart when the wind blows tomorrow."

"So what? If it lasts a day, that's a day of effort saved. If the wind blows it apart tomorrow, we'll know how to rebuild it." One after another, the wolf aunties gently ruffle her hair. "You helped us so much. We're all very grateful to you."

Feeling the warmth of their hands on her head, Chai Mianmian's eyes redden despite herself.

Later, Chai Mianmian makes all kinds of useful things, greatly improving the beastmen's lives.

When the tribe holds an election for a new high priest, the tribespeople urge her to stand.

"Mianmian, go up there! Come on!"

Chai Mianmian doesn't dare. She's only repeating what others have done before her. How could she be qualified to run for high priest? Besides...

"Everyone else is sunny, cheerful, and determined, while I'm gloomy and indecisive all the time. Aren't you bothered by that?"

"Not at all, Mianmian. You don't know this, but even when you're gloomy, you're actually really cute!"

Everyone laughs in unison, their radiant faces like little red suns.

At that moment, Chai Mianmian feels warmth reach every corner of her heart.

It is as if a seed, following the sunlight that is everywhere, has sprouted through a crack in the stone and finally broken through.

Theme: It's important to stay true to yourself in a harsh environment