Transmigration: Reverse Exploitation, the System Works for Me

Kyushu Qingban.

As soon as Xi Qiao and Yu Ying'er arrived at the Jiuzhou Qingyan banquet, Su Peisheng immediately led them inside.

"Your Majesty, please come in. His Majesty said that you do not need to announce your arrival."

Yu Ying'er's heart skipped a beat. Fortunately, her sister was wise and persuaded her to come. Otherwise, wouldn't the emperor really have to despise her?

The thought of the consequences of falling out of favor sent chills down Yu Ying'er's spine.

"Thank you, Steward Su."

Yu Ying'er spoke to Su Peisheng somewhat absentmindedly.

Su Peisheng didn't think much of it. It was only natural for Consort Zhuang, as a child, to be anxious about her critically ill father.

Xi Qiao followed Yu Ying'er with his head bowed, supporting her. His spiritual power had already silently extended outwards, reaching a radius of fifteen meters. Although it wasn't enough to explore too many places, it was sufficient.

Moreover, she had no intention of causing any more trouble at the Old Summer Palace.

Her purpose in coming here was to obtain the waist token of the imperial eunuch.

In order to "help" Zhen Huan reunite with her birth mother Yun Xinluo at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, she needed to forge a waist tag of an imperial eunuch. If possible, she would also like to find an imperial eunuch or palace maid with a similar build to herself.

When she began to use her mental power to imprint the waist tags of the eunuchs and palace maids, Yu Ying'er had already entered the hall.

Upon seeing the emperor, Yu Ying'er immediately knelt down, sobbing, and cried out at the top of her lungs, "Your Majesty, please save my father!"

While wailing, she wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and her dry wailing immediately turned into real crying.

Xi Qiao knelt behind Yu Ying'er. As a palace maid, she was not allowed to cry, but her eyes reddened in a fitting manner.

The Emperor personally stepped forward and helped Yu Ying'er up. "Get up first. I already know about your father's matter. If you wish for Chunrong to visit him, I..."

"emperor!"

Before the emperor could finish speaking, Yu Ying'er interrupted him anxiously.

"Your Majesty, I do not wish to ask Your Majesty to allow my sister to visit my father, but rather to ask Your Majesty to grant me the privilege of sending a royal physician to Shanxi to treat my father."

Yu Ying'er looked at the emperor with red eyes, her face full of genuine anxiety, fearing that this scoundrel would really send her dear sister to Shanxi.

"My father works in a remote and impoverished area, where the local doctors are far inferior to the imperial physicians. My sister is not skilled in medicine, so even if she went, she wouldn't be able to save my father. Therefore, I implore Your Majesty to bestow an imperial physician upon him. With the imperial physician's help, my father might still have a chance to live. Your Majesty, I do not wish to lose my father!"

Yu Ying'er racked her brains to recall the words her older sister had taught her on the way here. Although these words were somewhat disgusting, she could endure them in order to make Yu Chonglin suffer.

"I once heard a doctor say something like 'a person lives on vitality and spirit.' Many seriously ill people originally had hope of being cured, but because their long-cherished wish had been fulfilled, the last breath they had mustered dissipated, and they lost their instinct to live. Therefore, they became beyond medical help and there was no way to save them."

Is that what my sister said?

Yu Ying'er wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes again. Taking advantage of the opportunity to sob, she tried her best to recall the events carefully before continuing to speak.

"Your Majesty, I believe my father is like that. My sister has been away from home for over ten years, and when I'm home, I often hear my father talking about her. I'm afraid that my father will..."

She wasn't lying; it's just that Yu Chonglin mentioned his sister because she served the Empress Dowager, and he wanted her to speak well of him to the Empress Dowager so that he could get promoted and make a fortune.

"Woooooo~"

Yu Ying'er burst into tears, her emotions running high.

My eyes hurt so much!

What exactly did my sister put on the handkerchief she gave her? It clearly didn't smell like ginger or chili water.

"Your Majesty, I beg you to have mercy! I don't want to lose my father. He's waiting to see my sister and will surely hold on until the imperial physician arrives. The doctors at the Imperial Hospital are unparalleled in their skills; they will definitely be able to cure my father! I beg Your Majesty to grant my request."

Yu Ying'er knelt down again and kowtowed to the emperor.

Her tearful and heartfelt speech deeply moved the emperor.

"Don't cry, I grant your permission."

After the emperor agreed, he seemed to be deep in thought.

“Your words may be rough, but they are not entirely without reason. The book ‘New Book on Longevity and Elderly Care’ states that ‘humans are born from qi, and qi is guided by spirit.’ The ‘Suwen’ also says that ‘those who possess spirit prosper, and those who lose spirit perish.’ This shows the importance of essence, qi, and spirit.”

"Your seemingly far-fetched suggestion might actually be able to save your father."

Yu Ying'er was completely bewildered. What was the emperor talking about?

Seeing the undisguised confusion on her face, the Emperor turned to Su Peisheng with amusement and said, "Send someone to the Imperial Hospital to issue an imperial decree, ordering the head of the Imperial Hospital to select two skilled doctors to go to Shanxi to treat Consort Zhuang's father."

Although Consort Zhuang was illiterate, her filial piety towards her father was sincere.

"I will issue an edict that if your father is out of danger, he may return to the capital to recuperate."

"I thank you for your kindness."

Yu Ying'er was overjoyed that the emperor had brought up this matter on his own initiative, saving her a lot of trouble.

It's not easy for her to memorize so many lines of dialogue almost perfectly!

The emperor's decree quickly reached the ears of the concubines in the harem.

The Empress was somewhat agitated upon hearing this. "What's going on? Why is only the imperial physician going to Shanxi?"

Jianqiu was a little flustered. "Well... Your Majesty, that fool Wusu didn't even get to see Consort Zhuang. When the Emperor arrived, he happened to catch her making a scene outside Anlan Garden."

The Empress frowned. "Since the Emperor still managed to see it, it shouldn't be too different from our plan."

"But not long after, Consort Zhuang went to the Jiuzhou Qingyan to request an audience with the Emperor. We were unable to find out what Consort Zhuang said to the Emperor, but shortly after she entered, an imperial decree was issued from the Jiuzhou Qingyan ordering the imperial physicians to go to Shanxi."

Frustrated, the Empress slammed her hand on the armrest of her chair, her tone sinister and vicious: "With Consort Zhuang's brain, she couldn't possibly have come up with a solution so quickly. It must be Chunrong again!"

"If this person is not eliminated, it will be extremely difficult for me to adopt the Sixth Prince!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down."

Jianqiu offered a cup of tea to the Empress, saying, "Consort Shen's situation still needs some time to develop. We still have time to plan."

The Empress's eyes flickered as she took the teacup from Jianqiu's hand with one hand and gently skimmed the tea foam with the lid of the bowl in the other.

"Perhaps we're overthinking it. No matter how capable Chunrong is, she's just a servant, a servant of the Empress Dowager."

Jianqiu paused for a moment, "Your Majesty, do you mean... to ask the Empress Dowager for help?"

The Empress smiled and said, "When the imperial physician diagnosed that Consort Zhuang was carrying a prince, the Empress Dowager intended for me to adopt the Sixth Prince. In this palace, the Empress Dowager desires for me to have a prince more than anyone else. As long as I ask, the Empress Dowager will definitely help me achieve my wish."

Jianqiu hesitated, "But Your Majesty, if it goes through the Empress Dowager's side, I'm afraid the Sixth Prince won't just be raised in our Jingren Palace anymore."

Consort Hua is about to give birth to a daughter, and to solidify her position as Empress, the Empress must have a son. If they were to adopt a child themselves, anonymous adoption would suffice.

However, if they were to ask the Empress Dowager for help, she would inevitably take the opportunity to propose that the Sixth Prince be registered under her master's name, completely changing the imperial register and making the Sixth Prince the legitimate son of the Empress.

This is the safest and most reliable way for the Empress, Ulanara, and Uya.

However, Jianqiu understood the Empress's heartache better than anyone else. The Empress had been childless for so many years and had never adopted a prince because she did not want anyone to take away Prince Honghui's position.

As expected, the moment Jianqiu uttered those words, the smile on the Empress's face vanished.