Transmigration: Reverse Exploitation, the System Works for Me

Looking at the food on the table, An Lingrong's face showed surprise and astonishment, but as if she had thought of something, her expression suddenly changed, and she quickly suppressed her emotions.

The emperor's voice was low and somber, revealing no sign of anger or displeasure. "Has Rong'er's diet always been like this?"

An Lingrong's eyes were somewhat flustered, and her words were somewhat hesitant: "Your Majesty, it's not usually like this. Perhaps, perhaps... today I was in a hurry, and the kitchen was afraid that I would have to wait too long, so they cooked a few simple home-style dishes."

As she spoke, a fawning smile appeared on her face. "Your Majesty, as you know, Rong'er comes from a humble background and is used to this kind of food at home. Now that I see it again, I feel quite nostalgic."

Looking at the mixture of anxiety and pleading on her face, the Emperor suddenly remembered that the Imperial Kitchen had been handed over to Consort Shen. And the person before him had always been on good terms with Consort Shen.

The emperor's heart softened. "Rong'er, you're always so soft-hearted."

She did this on purpose because she was afraid that Consort Shen would be angered by him.

The emperor sighed and ordered someone to bring the meal again.

Su Peisheng muttered a few words of criticism about Shen Meizhuang in his heart, and then sent his apprentice Xiaxiazi with a group of people to the kitchen.

With Xia Zi personally in charge, the kitchen staff naturally rushed to prepare a delicious and visually appealing meal.

The emperor stayed in Fanying Pavilion to have lunch with An Lingrong, and then took a short nap with her before leaving with his entourage.

"Your Majesty, I respectfully send you off."

An Lingrong stood at the door watching the emperor's figure disappear into the distance, her affectionate eyes gradually igniting with a burning desire for power.

Sister Shen, please don't blame me.

Even if she doesn't expose this, someone else will. Rather than letting someone else report it to the emperor and incur his wrath, it's better to let her make good use of it.

Palace power—which concubine in the harem wouldn't want that?

An Lingrong was also extremely envious!

Back at the Nine Provinces Banquet, without the emperor even asking, Su Peisheng recounted the discord between Shen Meizhuang and Wuya Asiha.

"...Due to the limited availability of ingredients, not only Consort An's meals, but also Consort Hua's meals are not as good as before. I heard that Her Highness ate very little at both meals today, which has made Zhou Ninghai and the others very anxious."

The emperor looked very impatient. "From now on, Consort Hua's meals will be served in the imperial kitchen. Also, have someone tell Asiha that the meals for the princes and princesses must not be neglected."

"Whoo."

Su Peisheng silently mourned for Consort Shen for a moment. The Emperor was determined to teach Consort Shen a lesson.

Indeed, if it weren't for Consort Shen's cleverness, how could the whole palace have known about this? Although the other concubines were smart enough not to make a fuss, it was still a shameful matter, and even the Emperor had his pride.

As a result, the emperor had not summoned his concubines to his bedchamber for a long time. Even when the empress herself came to advise him, the emperor was only willing to go to the simple-minded Consort Zhuang and Noble Lady An.

The innocent concubines who were implicated were all neglected by the emperor, so how could the emperor easily let go of Consort Shen, the culprit?

Just as Su Peisheng was about to leave, he heard the emperor say, "Consort Zhuang sent some silver over. She only gave the imperial physician five hundred taels. Right now, her purse is probably the cleanest in the harem."

The emperor couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this; Consort Zhuang and Chunrong had given their all to their father.

Consort Zhuang had only been in the palace for less than two years and had only been promoted to the rank of Consort for three months, so she simply couldn't afford that much silver.

Five hundred taels of silver might not be much to other concubines, but for Consort Zhuang and the Chunrong sisters, it represented all their savings.

Life in the palace is tough without money, and the emperor, born and raised in the royal family, understands this best.

But it is precisely because of this that the two sisters appear to be very loyal and devoted to each other.

After all, as far as he knew, Yu Chonglin was not a qualified father. He favored his concubine over his wife, promoted his concubine to the position of legal wife before the mourning period for his first wife had ended, doted on the children of his second wife, and ignored and exploited the Zhuang sisters.

Given Yu Chonglin's actions, it's only natural that the Zhuang sisters would ignore him.

But they did not stand idly by.

Furthermore, the various injustices suffered by Consort Zhuang and her sisters inevitably reminded the Emperor of his own past.

Although the Emperor had many children, he was not favored or valued by his brothers, but his love and respect for the Emperor never diminished in the slightest.

This made the emperor feel a sense of kinship with Consort Zhuang and her sister, as if they were both "fellow sufferers in the same world".

The emperor sighed and instructed Su Peisheng again, "Have someone go quietly, and don't let anyone know."

"Yes, this slave knows."

Su Peisheng was surprised; the Emperor had been paying extra attention to Consort Zhuang these past two days.

Time flew by, and soon it was the night before they were to return to the palace.

That night, the emperor did not summon any of his concubines to his bedchamber, but instead favored Lady Yun once again.

After their lovemaking, Yun leaned obediently against the emperor's chest, letting his lewd hands caress and roam over her body, which was covered with ambiguous red marks.

"Your Majesty, I heard from the eunuchs in the Imperial Guard that you are returning to the palace tomorrow?"

Lady Yun looked up at the emperor with watery eyes, her voice slightly hoarse as she spoke.

The emperor looked down at her, but what met his eyes was Yun's fair face, still flushed with passion, and her large breasts, deformed from being squeezed.

The emperor's Adam's apple bobbed, and his desire was aroused again. He did not answer Yun's question, but instead rolled over and pressed down on Yun, and they made love again.

When the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, the emperor got up to clean up. He then casually said to the weak and powerless Yun, "Stay in your room. I will take Zhen back to the palace."

Yun Shi's anxiety subsided, and she happily said, "On behalf of Huan'er, I thank Your Majesty for your grace."

If Huan'er had stayed in the Yuanmingyuan to give birth, the child would certainly not have received the attention he deserved.

The emperor gave a soft "hmm" and stepped into the bathing room. Only then did the maidservant serving Lady Yun step forward to help her get up and dress, and support her back to her room.

No sooner had Lady Yun returned to her residence than Su Peisheng personally brought her a bowl of dark, medicinal liquid.

Without changing her expression, Lady Yun picked up the bowl and drank it. This was a contraceptive soup, which Lady Yun would drink after each time she served the emperor.

After she finished taking the medicine, Su Peisheng did not leave immediately. As was customary, Su Peisheng would stay for about fifteen minutes.

During this time, Yun took a pair of exquisite bracelets from the dressing table and stuffed them into Su Peisheng's hands.

“Eunuch Su, the palace is no less crowded and quieter than the garden. I would like to ask that you take care of Consort Zhen after you return to the palace. Please do not find this small token of my appreciation too much.”

These bracelets were a gift from the emperor and were the most valuable things she owned.

Su Peisheng dared not accept the offer, and he politely declined, saying, "Madam, rest assured, Consort Zhen is carrying the imperial heir. With the Empress Dowager in the palace, Consort Zhen and the imperial fetus will surely be safe and sound."

He dared not interfere with Consort Zhen's affairs; if the Emperor found out, he would be in deep trouble.

Yun Shi could barely maintain her smile; she hadn't expected Su Peisheng to avoid Huan'er so much.

Su Peisheng is like a tapeworm in the emperor's stomach; his attitude, doesn't it imply...?

Yun Xinluo suddenly felt her vision go black.