Transmigration: Reverse Exploitation, the System Works for Me

"Never mind." The Empress Dowager sighed softly. "I did not expect this either. But it is not unfair to her to follow the Emperor. Her appearance and personality may not be good in an ordinary family."

Chunrong slowly straightened up, enduring the excruciating pain in her knees as she crawled two steps. "Your Majesty, please understand, this servant... this servant has never..."

She wanted to say that she had no improper thoughts, but she swallowed the words back and changed her words with tears in her eyes, "This servant thanks Your Majesty for your kindness."

Before he finished speaking, he kowtowed heavily on the ground again.

Xi Qiao's eyes welled up with tears as he felt a sharp pain in his forehead.

Seeing her humble appearance, the Empress Dowager sighed again, "Get up, it's just fate playing tricks on us."

Xi Qiao thanked En and got up, but due to her knee injury, she fell back down halfway up. She bit her lower lip and struggled again to finally stand up.

At this moment, her hair was loose, her forehead was bruised and stained with blood, her eyes were red and swollen with tears, her face was pale and her hair was gray and withered, she was truly in a terrible state.

The Empress Dowager was silent for a moment, then said, "Go and pack your things, we'll return to the Imperial Household Department tomorrow..."

Xi Qiao immediately lost his composure, looking up at the Empress Dowager in disbelief. He could no longer hold back the tears welling up in his eyes, and two streams of clear tears flowed down his face.

She silently opened and closed her lips, and judging from the shape of her lips, she wanted to call out "Your Majesty".

When the Empress Dowager saw her pitiful state, she couldn't bear it. After all, she was an old woman who had been with her for more than ten years.

"Alright, go and rest and recover. Come back to serve me when you're fully healed. My summer clothes are waiting for you to make."

Xi Qiao's acting almost failed her; the transition from fear and sorrow to ecstasy and excitement was too drastic, and she nearly lost her composure.

Fortunately, she had anticipated this and practiced in front of the mirror for a long time. Although there were some flaws, she managed to get away with it.

After being helped back to his room by Qingzhu and given some simple medicine, Xi Qiao began his recovery.

The injury on her forehead looked alarming, but it wasn't serious. The blood droplets were created using her mental power; it wasn't from actually hitting her head. If she had really hit it and bled, wouldn't she have suffered a concussion?

Xi Qiao did not want to suffer this great torment.

She happily lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and began to exercise her mental strength.

After only two months of cultivation, she has already made some progress. She can now condense her spiritual power for internal vision and project it to lift small objects, although currently the only object she can handle is an embroidery needle…

However, Xi Qiao was not discouraged. What's wrong with an embroidery needle?

She used to have to use her hands to pick up an embroidery needle, but now she can pick it up remotely and do embroidery and needlework, which is much better than her hand sewing. She is steady and accurate!

Who can do this?

Who is it?

Just ask who else?

When it was time for the palace maids' dinner, Qingzhu and Chunmao came together to bring her food.

"Stop working, you all sit down and rest. I have no appetite and don't want to eat anything."

The two men looked at her pale face with pity. "How can you not eat? Don't you care about your health?"

As Chunmao spoke, she placed the kang table on the bed and set out the food. Seeing that she still lacked energy, she gritted her teeth and whispered, "Even if not for yourself, you have to pull yourself together for Consort Yu's sake! Think of those unfavored concubines in the back palace of Yonghe Palace!"

Xi Qiao jolted awake, grabbed a steamed bun, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing that she was willing to eat, the two were relieved and began to whisper to her to eat slowly and be careful not to choke.

"Aunt Sun has ordered that no one in our Shou'an Palace is allowed to mention your relationship with Consort Yu again."

Chunmao was happy for her, because this way her friend wouldn't have to be sent out of Shou'an Palace. "From now on, do your job well. With you here, Consort Yu will always have a bond with Her Majesty."

Xi Qiao was truly relieved.

"Thank you for your spring-like beauty."