Transmigration: Reverse Exploitation, the System Works for Me

Consort Hua sighed, "I won't hide it from you, the Nian family has already begun preparations, but this path is not easy, and they need money to pave the way."

"The emperor has long been wary of the Nian family and has probably secretly sent people to monitor them. The source and destination of their money must be a key focus for the emperor. Therefore, an outsider is needed to handle this matter."

Upon hearing this, Xi Qiao's eyes flickered slightly, and a somewhat absurd thought arose in his mind: Could it be that the Nian family has taken a fancy to the Ninth Prince, Yin Tang?

The thought had barely formed in her mind when Consort Hua continued, "Do you know the late Emperor's Ninth Prince, Prince Yinzhen?"

Xi Qiao was speechless for a moment; she had really guessed right.

"I understand. From what Your Majesty is saying, your clan intends for me to be adopted by the Ninth Prince's child?"

Consort Hua nodded. "What do you think?"

Although leaving the title vacant is in the best long-term interest, we're really short of money right now!

Xi Qiao was almost amused. What did she think? Nothing!

It's true that the Nian family chose to support Xiao Liu, but that's not an excuse for them to be generous with other people's money.

This seems to be for Xiao Liu's good, but how old is Xiao Liu? Why would the Nian family need to be so "far-sighted"?

Moreover, it is still unknown whether this matter was the intention of the Nian family or the eighth and ninth sons.

The former is one thing, but it's just that they want to use this title to benefit their family while weakening her presence and voice within the royal family.

If it's the latter...

A cold glint flashed in Xi Qiao's eyes. If this was the intention of the Eighth and Ninth Brothers, then this would be very interesting!

"Your Majesty, I think this is not advisable."

Xi Qiao refused without hesitation: "Although Your Majesty's clan has this idea for the good of Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu is really too young. In my humble opinion, the most important thing right now is the Emperor's favor."

“It is true that Ninth Prince is good at accumulating wealth, but it is also true that His Majesty dislikes and hates him. You know His Majesty's temperament better than I do; he always loves those he desires to live and hates those he despises to die. I do not want to gamble, nor do I dare to gamble.”

If she dared to reveal even a hint of that intention, not only would she be in trouble, but Yu Ying'er and Xiao Liu would also be doomed.

It's almost the second year of Yongzheng's reign, and the time when the eighth and ninth princes will be stripped of their titles and imprisoned is very close. Getting involved with them at this time would be like an old man hanging himself!

Go far away and die, don't drag her along.

"Actually, I don't approve either," Consort Hua sighed.

She had experienced firsthand the emperor's suspiciousness and ruthlessness, and getting involved with the Ninth Prince at this time was definitely not a good thing.

However, his family took a liking to Ninth Prince's business acumen.

"It's good that you refused. I can then send a message back home and tell them to give up on this idea."

Ideally, my brother should completely part ways with Prince Lian and have no further connection with him.

Consort Hua had some suspicions about the adoption. It was true that the family needed a lot of gold and silver for the future, but it was not necessarily the only option to target the Ninth Prince.

I'm afraid someone instigated this.

Prince Lian!

A person surfaced in Consort Hua's heart, and at the same time, a layer of sorrow enveloped her.

She knew that her brother had frequent and close relationships with Prince Lian in his early years, but at that time she was blinded by greed and only had eyes for that dog of an emperor.

Her brother doted on her and indulged her every whim. In order to fulfill her feelings and to ensure that she could live a comfortable and peaceful life in the inner palace, he switched allegiance to the emperor.

But no matter how bad the emperor is, or how good Prince Lian is, the one sitting on the dragon throne now is the emperor. Given the emperor's pettiness, grudge-holding nature, and his wariness and suspicion of the Nian family, if he knew that his family still had dealings with Prince Lian, he would definitely not fare well.

The emperor had spies around even his birth mother, the Empress Dowager. How could he not make arrangements for the Nian family, whom he had long been wary of?

Before the Sixth Prince grew up, the Nian family must never offend the Emperor.

"That's enough for today. Consort Zhuang must be eagerly waiting by now. You should go to Zhongcui Palace."

Xi Qiao rose and bowed, "Thank you for your consideration, Your Highness. I will take my leave now."

Once inside the sedan chair, Xi Qiao's smile faded. The Nian clan was indeed useful, but they were too arrogant.

It was merely a verbal agreement for cooperation, yet they dared to bypass her and set their sights on the selection of her heir.

Although Consort Hua's words today were tactful and she did not intend to force anything, they could not conceal the Nian family's domineering and self-willed nature.

They haven't even needed the Nian clan yet, and they're already behaving like this. If they need their help in the future, won't they be climbing all over Xiao Liu?

At this moment, Xi Qiao was able to empathize with the emperor.

She leaned against the warm sedan chair, her mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

As soon as the sedan chair arrived at Zhongcui Palace, Xi Qiao lifted the curtain, and Yu Ying'er rushed over, lifting her skirt without a care in the world.

"elder sister!"

Helpless, Xi Qiao quickly got out of the sedan chair and opened his arms to catch the person who rushed towards him.

Yu Ying'er was too excited and didn't pay attention to her strength. When she rushed into Xi Qiao's arms, she bumped into him and made him take two steps back.

"Fujin!"

Xiao Lezi quickly reached out to protect Xi Qiao from behind, afraid that she might accidentally fall.

"elder sister--"

Yu Ying'er's voice trembled slightly as she tightly embraced Xi Qiao's waist, burying her head affectionately in her neck.

Xi Qiao raised his hand and patted her lower back. Although the fabric of her clothes was good, it wasn't very thick. "Alright, alright, let's go inside first. Don't worry, I won't leave."

It's freezing cold outside, and a biting wind is blowing; you'll easily catch a cold if you stay here too long.

"I've been waiting for you for so long." Yu Ying'er muttered as she let go of her arms, but still grabbed Xi Qiao's sleeve as if worried that he would disappear.

Just like a child, she has a clingy, adorable personality.

The palace servants surrounding her covered their mouths and chuckled, noting that the Empress's actions were remarkably similar to those of the Sixth Prince.

Upon entering the room, a wave of heat hit you.

While helping Xi Qiao remove her thick cloak, Qingzhu teased, "Your Highness has finally arrived! Her Majesty has been talking about this since she got up early this morning, and our ears are practically calloused."

Xi Qiao turned to look at Yu Ying'er, his smile particularly bright: "I was thinking of coming to be with you earlier, but the Empress Dowager's old illness relapsed early this morning and she summoned the imperial physician, which delayed me."

The words "old illness relapsed" sounded strangely gloating coming from her mouth.

Yu Ying'er had not forgotten the Empress Dowager's stroke and coughing up blood, and she still resented the Empress Dowager's coercion. Upon hearing Xi Qiao's words, she was immediately delighted, and a happy expression appeared on her face.

However, not wanting to give others cause for gossip, he still feigned concern and said, "Oh dear, that must be really tough on Her Majesty the Empress Dowager. Her illness is quite advanced in years, and with it fluctuating like this, I'm afraid her body won't be able to take it. Perhaps we should bring some nourishing things to visit her?"

While you're at it, take a look at that pitiful old woman after her stroke!