Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 112 Turning the Tables to Become King (25)

Thanks to Shen Yun's strong recommendation, coupled with 2345's inability to resist temptation and his inability to refuse, the result was quite obvious.

The prototype of 2345 looks like a fluffy ball, with its hands and feet usually tucked inside the fluff, so they are not very noticeable. In short, 2345 is basically a ball.

However, its appearance is somewhat different now compared to before.

Simply put, it's the difference between a Samoyed and a Chinese Crested Dog.

Shen Yun thoughtfully touched her hair. Her thick, long hair cascaded down like fine silk, then she casually tied it up. For the time being, she didn't need to worry about this problem.

Having not slept for many days, 2345 lay sprawled on the ground, snoring softly. Dark circles could be seen under his fur-covered eyes.

Those who didn't know better would think it had done something shady.

Shen Yun struggled to tear open the tightly bound sleeves, biting the straps with her teeth, and then pulled out the bracelet hidden inside. She reached out and touched it, but there was no movement.

She frowned, suppressing her temper, and smiled gently, a smile that was unusually sincere. "Ten pearls."

The bracelet trembled, as if tempted, but after a few moments it fell silent again, remaining unmoved no matter what Shen Yun said.

"If you don't want it, then I'll crush it. My skin has been a bit dull these past few nights from staying up late, so applying pearl powder will definitely help." With that, Shen Yun took out dozens of light pink pearls from the sachet at her waist and crushed them with both hands.

The scene she imagined did not unfold. When she looked closely, her hand was completely empty; there wasn't a single pearl, not even a hair.

"Do you have to be so greedy?" Shen Yun tried to hold back, but couldn't help rolling her eyes. Collecting so many round things, she wondered what kind of hobby it was.

The bracelet gently rubbed against her, as if... she was shy.

"He who takes a bribe is bound to be obligated to feed it. Hurry up and show me what's going on here?"

"Buzz, buzz."

Chen Yun was filled with irritation and forgot that it couldn't speak human language.

Did he do this?

"Buzz."

Shen Yun scratched his head. "Then who else is so blind as to want to harm me?"

Upon hearing this, the bracelet immediately stopped moving, for it realized that its owner truly lacked self-awareness.

Seeing that it was not moving, Shen Yun could only put down his sleeve to block it.

Originally worried that 2345 would find out, Shen Yun had been very careful. However, after listening to its snoring, she felt that being careful was an insult to herself, because with 2345's intelligence, she could explain and make it believe whatever she did.

The next morning, the sky was still overcast, a gentle breeze was blowing, and the maple leaves in the yard fell to the ground, leaving behind a sea of ​​red.

The man stood under the tree, now dressed in deep purple robes, wearing a jade crown and a dragon-shaped jade pendant at his waist. He still wore the same mask, obscuring his face, but his noble bearing was undeniable. Contrary to the man's expectations, Shen Yun, upon waking, did not shake hands and discuss the previous night's cooperation; instead, she gave him a severe beating.

There was resistance, of course, but it was ineffective.

After the fight, Shen Yun warmly helped the person up, a warm smile on his face.

"Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters. Since you know I am a woman, you should know that it is extremely unreasonable to break into a young woman's boudoir. If I didn't know this, I would have let it go, but now that I do, I can't just sit idly by. Besides, you broke into my room."

If the man hadn't experienced it firsthand, with bruises still on his face and a lingering pain in his body, he would have truly doubted whether everything that had just happened was a dream.

Then it became clear that this was not a dream.

The man's name was Zhao Yan, and he lived next to Li Hanlin's house. After learning more about him, it was discovered that the mask he was wearing was not for show. It was said that he was in a daze after learning of Consort Jing's death and was burned by the fire.

While the system was frantically catching up on sleep, Shen Yun and Zhao Yan reached a perfectly harmonious cooperation. This was not only because they shared a common income, but also because they both had a desire for power.

Several months later, Mu Changxue's comments came to a temporary end, during which time people from the palace came in waves.

He said he hadn't seen his brother for many years and missed him terribly, but Shen Yun ignored all of that, only saying that he was grieving and unwell, and was afraid of infecting the noble ladies in the palace.

Mu Changxue initially didn't believe it, but when the people who went there returned and said that the person was coughing up blood, she had no choice but to give up the idea.

Xia Yuliu had been taking medicine for months, adjusting the prescription again and again, but in the end, it was all useless. So she was a little irritable, especially since, under these circumstances, the women in the harem who wanted to gain the emperor's favor were as anxious as ants on a hot pan. Those with power and influence sent letters to their maternal families to put pressure on the court, while those without power and influence tried every possible remedy.

During this period, there was always a nourishing soup on Xia Yuliu's table waiting for him to enjoy. However, he could not refuse, so he could only smile and say that the soup was delicious, but cooking it was hard work, and his beloved concubines should not overwork themselves.

Little did he know that his subtle refusal was taken as encouragement, and from morning till night he drank soup and water so much that he didn't even have a chance to drink tea.

However, once he accepts one concubine, it becomes difficult to refuse others. Otherwise, if high-ranking officials outside find out, they will inevitably make comparisons and feel that he is favoring one over the other.

Perhaps he had drunk too much herbal medicine, which made him a bit hot-tempered and frustrated. He had no way to vent his frustration, and every day when he went to court, a lot of people were curious about why he didn't enter the harem.

To be precise, it's about distributing the benefits evenly.

He still went to Mu Changxue's place, but they just chatted under the covers. Although Mu Changxue was puzzled, she didn't show it. After all, compared with the other concubines in the harem, her treatment was already quite good.

But precisely because of this, her life was not as easy as before. Her existence did not remind people of the glory of the Mu family in the past; instead, there were many who gloated and mocked her.

At this moment, she recalled her past treatment and suddenly felt a little regretful. In the past, others respected her because of the Mu family, but now that the Mu family was gone, that respect had also vanished. Now, she could only rely on the palace, trapping herself here forever.

She doesn't have a powerful maternal family, but she enjoys a dangerously high level of favor; even a flick of the finger from those women could cause her a lot of trouble.

When the advice of the former court officials failed, they devised ways to send women into the palace, even catering to Xia Yuliu's tastes. The women they sent bore some resemblance to Mu Changxue, whether in their eyebrows or their figure.

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