Transmigrated as a Wet Nurse, I Accidentally Became the Whole Household's Darling

(Transmigration + household intrigue + raising children + chaste male lead + career-driven heroine)

Xu Miaoying transmigrates into the body of a wet nurse with the same name in ancient times, a cannon-fodder character!

It's hell from the start: the heir of Duke Chen wants to burn his legitimate wife and son alive so he can clear the way to marry a commandery princess in grand style. Xu Miaoying is the unfortunate wet nurse serving that unfortunate wife.

She doesn't even have time to grieve. Rolling up her sleeves before the fire can spread, she drags mother and son through untold hardships to escape.

Back at the young madam's family home, the Marquis of Changning's estate, Xu Miaoying uses her expert childcare skills not only to secure a place for herself, but gradually to make a name for herself.

The younger son of the Minister of Rites refuses to drink milk all day, crying until he is hoarse. Xu Miaoying visits to examine him and discovers he is suffering from several conditions at once: bloating, teething, and a cold. His condition has been left untreated for too long, and his breathing is faint. With a round of massage and careful treatment, she gets him safely through the crisis.

The wife of the Duke of Zhenguo goes into labor, but gives birth to a baby boy who has suffocated on amniotic fluid.

Xu Miaoying snatches the baby from the midwife, quickly clears the mucus from his nose and mouth, and performs chest compressions. After a full quarter of an hour, she finally wrests him from the hands of death.

As her reputation grows, she slowly rises from a lowly wet nurse, redeems her contract, and steadily advances from junior manager to chief steward. In the end, the Crown Princess hires her to personally care for the imperial grandson, and she is appointed as a court medical woman.

The man who has always stood behind her, silently clearing away every obstacle, knocks on her door late at night and asks plaintively, “When are you going to give me a proper title?”

“What will you offer as a betrothal gift?”

“How about the marquisate's household accounts and all my battle honors?”