Clutching a Milk Bottle, I Start a Rebellion, and My Doting Dad and Brothers Spoil Me Rotten

She’d just transmigrated, and now she was going to be exiled? Fine, she could handle transmigration. Strong women could take anything!

But what did it mean to transmigrate into a tiny, squishy newborn baby?

She never expected her inner thoughts to be exposed, letting her parents and brothers learn that their little darling had a pocket dimension.

And the space could be shared? When she woke up, it was piled high with gold and silver treasures. They even hauled the emperor’s throne into the baby’s nest!

The assembled officials stammered before the throne. “Your Majesty, please investigate! Our official robes were all stolen last night!”

Exile was exile. As long as she didn’t starve, she’d be fine. But she never expected the journey to be less like exile and more like a vacation.

When she grew up, her three brothers whispered temptations in her ear every day.

“Little sis, want the dragon throne?”

“Little sis, want a handsome man?”

“Little sis, want imperial power?”

After hearing it so often, Mei Qihe screamed inwardly, Oh no. I’m actually shamefully tempted!