Transmigration: Reverse Exploitation, the System Works for Me

Baoque and An Lingrong exchanged glances, probably having inadvertently stumbled upon some of the schemes of Consort Zhen and Yun Chang, mother and daughter.

An Lingrong instantly became excited; this was a great opportunity!

Previously, the Empress Dowager was angry and blamed her for failing to impregnate Consort Hua, and ordered the withdrawal of all the preferential treatment given to her.

The servants knew she had displeased the Empress Dowager, and although they didn't go too far for the time being, they had already shown a wait-and-see attitude.

If she cannot find a way to regain favor or win the Empress Dowager's protection again, her life may be even worse than when she was out of favor.

No one knows better than her how cold and unbearable the winters are in the Forbidden City!

An Lingrong never wanted to live like that again!

An Lingrong's eyes were shining, but fortunately, God was on her side, and she no longer had to live such a lowly, inhuman life!

Huichun is the Empress's head maid. Zhen Huan's actions today could not be aimed at a maid; she wants to deal with the Empress, represented by Huichun!

Using the safety of the imperial heirs to frame and murder the Empress, Zhen Huan is truly audacious!

The Empress Dowager already harbored deep prejudices against Yun Xinluo and Zhen Huan, the mother and daughter. In the past, when she subtly expressed her intention to steal Yun Xinluo's favor, the Empress Dowager had shown a hint of approval.

However, the timing was not right at that time. The Empress Dowager was determined to bring down Consort Hua and would not allow her to cause any further trouble.

Now that Zhen Huan and Yun Xinluo are targeting the Empress, how is this any different from touching the Empress Dowager's sore spot?

The Empress Dowager would absolutely not tolerate this mother and daughter any longer!

An Lingrong, unable to contain her excitement, grasped Bao Que's hand: "Good Bao Que, you have done a great service today. I will reward you handsomely later!"

If it weren't for Baoque's encouragement to come out for a walk and clear her mind, she would definitely have missed this great opportunity.

"It's good that I can help you, my lady."

Baoque lowered her head, feigning embarrassment, so that An Lingrong wouldn't see the mockery in her eyes.

A hefty reward?

She served Consort An for over a year, receiving few taels of silver as a reward, but enduring countless beatings. She also spent a significant portion of her monthly allowance on medicine.

An Lingrong, immersed in ecstasy, naturally failed to notice Bao Que's fleeting emotions.

She was considering when to report this to the Empress Dowager, which would be most beneficial to her.

Although she is still a minor noblewoman, as long as she receives the Empress Dowager's support, becoming a concubine or imperial consort in the future is not out of the question.

The Empress is a heavy stone weighing on everyone's heads; it would be best if it could be removed beforehand.

The light in An Lingrong's eyes grew brighter and brighter. She glanced down at the scattered ice crystals on the ground, gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and stepped on them.

The next instant, An Lingrong crashed heavily onto Bao Que.

"Little Master!"

"My foot hurts so much..."

The excruciating pain turned An Lingrong's face instantly pale.

But she didn't regret it. After glancing at Zhen Huan and her entourage, who were already out of sight, An Lingrong's face showed a strange smile: "Baoque, let's go back to the palace."

Zhongcuigong

Yu Ying'er was lying on a soft couch with her son, basking in the sun.

To prevent the cold wind from being too strong and catching a cold for Xiao Liu, she and Qingzhu specially wrapped the surroundings with semi-transparent gauze and placed a charcoal brazier next to it.

It's so pleasant to be able to bask in the sun without getting cold, and there's even a warm breeze on your face.

As the noisy chatter of Zhen Huan and her entourage drifted down the palace path, Yu Ying'er was drowsy from the warm sun.

Startled awake from her dream, she sat up unhappily, her eyes wide with anger, and shouted, "Which scoundrel is so bold as to make such a racket on the palace road?"

Qingzhu Jinshuang and the others were also curious.

Before they could send someone to ask, Xiao Lezi, who was outside shoveling snow, arrived.

"Your Majesty, Consort Zhen was bumped and bleeding in the Imperial Garden. She may be going into premature labor and wants to use our Zhongcui Palace to give birth."

"What did you say? Who?"

Yu Ying'er suspected she had misheard, and even patted her ears.

Xiao Lezi was almost amused by her. "Your Majesty, you heard right. Just now, Consort Zhen fell in front of the warm pavilion not far from our Zhongcui Palace."

"This servant has already gone to check. Consort Qi is leading people to the Eastern Six Palaces. This servant heard them mention Zhongcui Palace. I'm afraid they want to settle Consort Zhen in our Zhongcui Palace."

Yu Ying'er felt a lump in her throat, unable to swallow or spit it out. Her face flushed with anger!

"Is she crazy?! She actually went out for a stroll in the Imperial Garden in this snowy weather! Is she afraid of living too long?"

Back when she was pregnant with Xiao Liu, she had her older sister protecting her and didn't dare to leave Zhongcui Palace easily. Zhen Huan must have a screw loose!

Yu Ying'er couldn't help but curse.

Qingzhu frowned as well. Consort Zhen was always cautious, and it was completely unexpected for her to fall and bleed while traveling in the snow.

Unless she had some ulterior motive, or did it intentionally.

"Quickly, close the palace gates!"

Qingzhu's expression changed; she feared that Consort Zhen was plotting against their Zhongcui Palace.

Xiao Lezi smiled smugly: "Don't worry, don't worry. As soon as I heard Consort Qi and the others talking about our Zhongcui Palace, I immediately shoveled the snow into the basket and dumped it under the left gate of Dacheng. I guarantee they won't be able to turn in from the main street."

Therefore, there's no need to close the palace gates.

Even if their empress disliked Lady Zhen, Lady Zhen was carrying the imperial heir, and could not be neglected or slighted in the slightest. Otherwise, not only their empress, but even the Empress herself would not fare well.

Yu Ying'er was completely relieved and praised him with great joy: "You really are my little rascal!"

The Chengqian Palace is right in front of the Zhongcui Palace, so Yu Ying'er is not worried at all that Zhen Huan will have nowhere to give birth.

Besides, how could her palace, a stranger's palace, compare to the safety of Zhen Huan's birth mother's palace?

Most importantly, having a baby isn't something you can just do on a whim; it's a big commotion, and what if it scares her little Liu?

That vile woman Zhen Huan's entire family combined isn't as important as a single hair on her beloved son's head!

Qingzhu also relaxed, "Fortunately, Your Majesty is kind-hearted and told the people to shovel the snow after the weather cleared up. If it had been shoveled earlier, it wouldn't have been as appropriate."

Yu Ying'er proudly raised her chin, "It's not that I'm kind-hearted, it's that I'm clever."

"Pfft-"

The palace maids and eunuchs serving around them couldn't help but laugh.

On Dongyi Street, Qi Fei and Yun Xinluo stared blankly at the intersection blocked by snow.

The snow was waist-high, completely blocking the palace path leading to Zhongcui Palace. This...

Yun Xinluo clenched her fingers. When she passed by this place on her way to the Imperial Garden, she took a special look. Although there was snow on both sides of the palace road, it did not hinder passage.

Moreover, the snow was dirty; it was obvious that it had been piled up by people.

Consort Zhuang!

Yun Xinluo's pupils contracted sharply; Consort Zhuang knew their plan!

No, that's not right.

Yun Xinluo quickly calmed down.