Quickly Transmigrate to Save the Child of Heaven

After a day and a night of labor, Empress Fucha, still unable to give birth, was near death. The Emperor, furious, finally gave birth to the Seventh Prince, Yongcong, the following evening. The Empress was also severely damaged, and would never again bear children. Her health was severely compromised, and if she wasn't properly cared for, her lifespan might be shortened. Furthermore, the Seventh Prince was diagnosed with a frail constitution at birth by the Imperial Physician, and if he wasn't properly cared for, he might die before he reached adulthood.

Upon hearing this news, the concubines in the harem secretly rejoiced. Concubine Mei even cried out inwardly, "Karma!" Emperor Qianlong's face darkened, and he turned to leave. Just then, Wei Yanwan suddenly collapsed. Emperor Qianlong hurriedly carried her back to Yongshou Palace and immediately summoned the imperial physician. After a thorough examination, the physician announced with surprise that Wei Yanwan was one month pregnant.

When Wei Yanwan woke up, Emperor Qianlong excitedly said to her, "Wanwan, we are going to have a child!" Wei Yanwan smiled and responded, "Is Your Majesty happy?" Emperor Qianlong excitedly replied, "Of course I am happy! This is a gift from God!"

At this time, Jinzhong and Jiang Yubin walked in. Qianlong asked unhappily, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yebin slumped to his knees and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, today Concubine Hai secretly sent someone to find me, saying she wanted cinnabar. I was worried that Concubine Hai was pregnant and might do something stupid..."

After hearing this, Qianlong frowned tightly, and hurriedly comforted Wei Yanwan in his arms, and then hurriedly took Li Yu to the Yanx Palace.

As soon as he entered the palace, Qianlong waved his hand to signal everyone to be silent. Then he tiptoed to the door and gently pushed it open. He saw Hailan adding cinnabar to the pregnancy-preserving medicine she was drinking. He was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He couldn't help but smash the bowl of medicine to the ground, raised his hand and slapped Hailan in the face, shouting angrily: "Poisonous woman!"

This sudden change frightened Hailan so much that she collapsed to the ground. Qianlong was furious and shouted at Li Yu: "Pass on my decree and inform the harem!"

Li Yu quickly knelt and responded, "The Emperor, by the Mandate of Heaven, decrees: 'Noblewoman Keliyete Hailan has murdered the imperial heir. Effective immediately, she is confined to the Yanxi Palace. Any servants in the Yanxi Palace who fail to supervise her will be imprisoned in the Xinzheku. A palace nanny will be assigned to guard Hailan until the child is born, and then any further action will be taken! This is decreed!"

After saying this, Qianlong stormed out in anger. Li Yu immediately ordered the maids from the Yanx Palace to be sent to the Xinzheku, and selected a group of reliable maids from the Imperial Household Department to take care of Hailan to ensure that the child could be born safely.

After the Empress's full moon, she returned to the palace to pay her respects. That day, everyone gathered at Changchun Palace to pay their respects to the Empress. By then, Concubine Mei's child was five months old, and Wei Yanwan's child was two months old. In Changchun Palace, the Empress sat at the top, smiling at Wei Yanwan and saying, "Concubine Zhao, today is the first time I've met you. This is a meeting gift for you." As she spoke, a maid beside her handed Wei Yanwan an exquisite box.

Wei Yanwan stood up, respectfully accepted the gift, and said softly, "Thank you, Queen, for your gift!" Then she motioned Chunchan beside her to come forward and take it.

At this moment, Concubine Mei on the side suddenly said: "Your Majesty, I have been feeling unwell recently. In order to ensure the safety of the dragon fetus, I will not come to Changchun Palace to pay my respects anymore..." After that, she stood up and turned to leave.

The Queen's expression instantly darkened, a flicker of anger in her eyes. Seeing this, Concubine Jia snorted coldly, saying, "Concubine Mei is becoming increasingly unruly, truly worthy of being from the Southern Palace." The other concubines echoed her sentiments, and for a moment, the atmosphere in Changchun Palace grew tense.

Wei Yanwan: "Jia Fei, be careful with your words! You are just a tribute girl, and I am a palace maid... If the emperor knew that you were talking about the backgrounds of the concubines behind their backs, do you think he would be angry?" The queen was originally ready to watch the show, but after listening to Wei Yanwan's words, she quickly said: "Okay, Jia Fei, you are not allowed to discuss this anymore!"

Concubine Jia said angrily: "It's the Queen!"

Queen: "The Emperor's birthday will be in a few days, and the palace will have a grand celebration! Everyone, get ready!" Everyone hurriedly bowed and said, "Yes!" Wei Yanwan was thinking in her mind whether she should prepare something exciting to make Qianlong fall in love with her.

So she used her points to buy a assassin, planning to send him out to assassinate the emperor at the party, hoping to attract his attention while she saved him. Otherwise, with her current body, without some special means or performance, even if she gave birth to a child, unless all the other princes failed, it would be unlikely for her child to have a chance to ascend the throne. Therefore, she had to find a way to stand out.

The evening finally arrived, and everyone was immersed in the spectacular song and dance performances. Just then, the Empress Dowager arranged for Yihuan, a member of the Yehenara clan, to perform "Drunken Flower Shade." As everyone debated Yihuan's surname, a startling scene occurred: Concubine Zhao suddenly collapsed on top of the Emperor, a dagger lodged in her back! This sudden turn of events stunned everyone, and it was then that everyone realized an assassin had infiltrated the banquet. Furious, Emperor Qianlong immediately ordered the assassin's capture. Meanwhile, he picked up Wei Yanwan and anxiously instructed Li Yu to fetch the imperial physician. For a moment, the entire scene was plunged into utter chaos and panic.

Qianlong gazed upon the unconscious Wei Yanwan, a chorus of emotions welling up within him. He couldn't help but recall his own childhood as an unloved prince, never truly cherished or treated with such importance. Though he was later adopted by the Empress Dowager, he would never have become the emperor today if not for the lack of other suitable heirs chosen by his father. Gazing upon this foolish woman, Qianlong felt a surge of emotion. She had only him in her eyes and heart, even desperately protecting him when she was pregnant. The thought of this brought a wave of bitterness to Qianlong's heart.

Qianlong waited anxiously by the bedside, and finally Qi Ru arrived. Qi Ru hurried over, carefully examined Yan Wan's injuries, and then said to Qianlong with a serious face: "Your Majesty, if you draw your sword now, Concubine Zhao will lose too much blood, and the royal heir in her belly may be in danger!"

When Qianlong heard this, he immediately flew into a rage. He widened his eyes and roared, "If you can't save the Imperial Concubine Chen and the little prince in her belly, I will let all of you be buried with them!" As soon as he finished speaking, all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital knelt down and begged for mercy. Everyone was racking their brains to find a way to save this noble empress and the child in her belly.

After a tense rescue, the imperial doctors finally breathed a sigh of relief, saying that as long as the empress could wake up soon, she would be fine; but if she could not wake up, her hope of survival would be very slim.

Qianlong was extremely anxious. On the one hand, he was busy dealing with the assassination, and on the other hand, he was worried about Yan Wan's condition. So he decided to wait by the bedside personally, not leaving her side. He was afraid that if he neglected her, Yan Wan would leave him.

Upon hearing the news, the women in the harem were stunned. They chatted among themselves, one saying, "Wei Yanwan has been named Imperial Noble Consort! This is unprecedented!" Another chimed in, "Yes, and she's been given such a distinguished title—Chen! This is an honor not even the Empress has ever had!" Still others exclaimed, "What does this mean? Does the Emperor intend to depose the Empress?" Everyone looked at each other, their hearts filled with confusion and unease.

Meanwhile, Empress Fucha, sitting on her bed, turned pale as a sheet upon hearing the maid's report. Her eyes widened, and she muttered in disbelief, "How could this be possible..." Then, she abruptly stood up and angrily threw the teacup to the ground. The shattered pieces of the teacup scatter with a resounding clatter. Then, she grabbed a vase, a mirror, and other items from the table and, recklessly, threw them to the ground. The entire palace was in shambles, and the maids, too frightened to speak, stood silently by.