Transmigration: Reverse Exploitation, the System Works for Me

On the main seat, the emperor's forehead veins throbbed as he roared at Yu Ying'er, who was unilaterally beating Zhen Huan: "Stop! What kind of behavior is this!"

Qingzhu came to Yu Ying'er's side and deliberately messed up her clothes and hair while pulling her away.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please stop!"

Yu Ying'er was so engrossed in her own thoughts that she couldn't hear anything anyone said.

Qingzhu took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, I know you are angry, but please think about the Sixth Prince and the Princess Consort. If we don't stop, the Emperor will punish them, and the Princess Consort and the Prince will suffer greatly."

Upon hearing the words "Fujin" and "punishment," Yu Ying'er finally calmed down.

But at this moment her clothes were disheveled, her hair was loose, and the jewelry she wore was either scattered around or crooked and illegible.

"Consort Zhuang!"

The emperor's anger was already quite evident.

Yu Ying'er looked up at her with a wronged expression and red eyes. Her small mouth was pursed, and she looked like she wanted to cry but dared not. Coupled with her disheveled appearance, she was as pitiful as could be.

The emperor's anger immediately dissipated, and she sighed helplessly, "You're a mother now, how can you act like a child and throw a tantrum? Can't you talk things out properly?"

Yu Ying'er blinked hard, trying to squeeze out a few tears, but whether it was because she had just cried and run out of tears, or because she had beaten Zhen Huan and vented most of her emotions, she simply couldn't cry.

No, not a single drop left!

She puffed out her cheeks defiantly and glanced at Zhen Huan, who was lying on the ground groaning: "I am not good with words, and my mind is not as sharp as my sisters'. Even Consort Jin couldn't argue with this lowly noble lady, so she had to resort to violence."

"Your Majesty, it's all my fault. Please don't punish my sister. She doesn't know anything. If you want to punish someone, punish me instead. No matter how you punish me, I will have no complaints. But please, please don't let Hongli become my sister's son."

She was completely disheveled at this moment, and the emperor could hardly bear to look at her: "Go and tidy yourself up first, then come back and give me an answer. Also, send someone to fetch the imperial physician."

The Imperial Concubine immediately replied gently, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, I have already sent someone."

Today she finally looked at Consort Zhuang with new respect; the slaps and kicks were so satisfying.

Consort Jing, accompanied by her maid Yu Ying'er, entered her palace to do her hair and makeup. Seeing Yu Ying'er's disheveled hair, she couldn't help but whisper a word of advice:

"My sister was indeed a bit reckless just now. How could His Majesty be so violent in front of her? What if His Majesty had lost his temper and lashed out at her? Wouldn't the Princess Consort be worried sick outside the palace?"

Although she had little contact with Consort Zhuang and her sisters, Princess Consort Mu put extra effort into accumulating blessings for the little princess this time, using every copper coin to help those in need. This was far more meritorious than distributing porridge.

She was indeed grateful to Zhen Huan for giving her Princess Longyue, but it was also true that she repeatedly caused trouble at Longyue's full moon celebration. It was clear to everyone that the Emperor had no intention of adopting Hongli to Prince Mu.

Consort Jing was genuinely annoyed and frustrated by this.

Therefore, after Zhuang Pin's beating, she felt much better.

"When you go out later, sister, you must apologize to the Emperor first. I will also speak on your behalf regarding the adoption of Prince Hongli, but you must control your temper and not anger the Emperor again."

Otherwise, none of us will benefit.

Consort Jin has always been of one mind with the Noble Consort. Since Consort Jin was the first to oppose this matter, the Noble Consort would certainly not approve of it either. Consort Xin and Consort Zhuang can communicate with each other, so they should also help Consort Zhuang.

Although the noble ladies below had little say and might not be willing to speak up for Consort Zhuang, most of them were at odds with Consort Wan, and if asked, they wouldn't side with Zhen Huan.

Yu Ying'er wasn't ungrateful; she could tell that Consort Jing's words were for her own good.

"Thank you, Consort Jing, for thinking of me and my sister."

Consort Jing sighed. Everyone has a weakness, but sometimes a weakness can be the strongest armor, just like the Zhuang sisters and her sister, and just like her and Princess Longyue.

"Sister, hurry up and get ready. I'm going to check on Consort Zhen."

When Consort Jing left, Qingzhu had already combed Yu Ying'er's hair again. She bowed and whispered in Yu Ying'er's ear, "Your Highness, don't rush to admit your mistake later. Go directly to the Emperor and beg him to adopt the Fourth Prince under Consort Wan's name."

Yu Ying'er's eyes widened. "What? What...what did you say?"

Qingzhu snorted twice, "The Emperor's decree only says that the Fourth Prince will be adopted out. Being adopted out of the royal family and into the clan is adoption, but is being adopted out of the birth mother's name and into the name of a concubine's name not adoption?"

Yu Ying'er's mind went blank for a moment. Could it really be like this?

Qingzhu's eyes were cold, and her tone was full of sarcasm: "Since Consort Wan thinks that the Fourth Prince is good in every way, and can both support the family and continue the family line, then let the Fourth Prince be her son."

"It just so happens that the Zhen family has fallen on hard times and has no sons. There is also a Miss Zhen outside the palace waiting for someone to support her and send her off in marriage. Wouldn't the Fourth Prince, a nephew of the imperial family, be a perfect match?"

"and……"

Qingzhu suddenly laughed: "This servant saw it clearly. The person who went to fetch the imperial physician was from the Imperial Concubine's palace. The fact that Consort Wan was given an infertility drug can't be kept secret."

"Didn't Yun and Yun admit that they were the ones who harmed Consort Wan? Wouldn't it be perfect to give Yun's son to Consort Wan to make up for Consort Wan's lack of children?"

Yu Ying'er's eyes lit up. Brilliant! Let them fight like dogs!

Qingzhu carefully put the jewelry on Yu Ying'er one by one: "Your Highness, if you scold the Fourth Prince later, you must remember to mention his birth mother first. Since the Fourth Prince is morally corrupt, it can only be blamed on his birth mother."

It has nothing to do with the Emperor.

“Our Lady, a weak and harmless widow who never leaves the house, might be cruelly harmed if she were to be paired with the Fourth Prince, an adopted son who has already been corrupted.”

Although she felt that the Fujin (principal wife) might directly choose to have a grandson instead of a son, she couldn't say this to her own mistress.

"If the Emperor still hasn't given up, then you should cry and make a scene. After you've cried and made a scene enough, then go all out and ask the Emperor to adopt our Sixth Prince to the Princess Consort."

Qingzhu's eyes gleamed with a sharp light. The Fourth Prince was completely useless, the Third Prince was dull-witted, and as long as their Sixth Prince was outstanding enough, he could be adopted back after being sent away.

Moreover, at this critical juncture, with the Fourth Prince's affair, the Emperor would most likely not agree.

If two royal princes were suddenly adopted, wouldn't the previous dynasty be in uproar?

Yu Ying'er nodded heavily: "I've remembered everything. First, I need to advise the Emperor to adopt that brat to that bitch Zhen Huan, to scold that brat's birth mother for highlighting my sister's weakness and vulnerability, and to adopt Xiao Liu to my sister! I've remembered everything. Let's go, I'm going to teach that bitch a lesson today!"