Transmigration: Reverse Exploitation, the System Works for Me

Chapter 295 Determination

"Mother, why did you ask your son such a question at the gate just now? Did the Fujin find out something?"

A flicker of fear crossed Yu Peng's eyes. Although Yu Lu had outwardly forgiven the mother and her children, if he were in Yu Lu's shoes, it would be absolutely impossible for him to do nothing.

His father's sudden entrustment of him with an important task, along with his mother's unusual behavior today, made him think deeply.

Ma's gaze swept around the room and landed on the dressing table.

"The Fujin (wife) has discovered that Yu Chonglin embezzled clan property. She told me that you were the one who helped Yu Chonglin with these matters. Peng'er, tell me, is this true?"

Yu Peng's pupils contracted; Yu Lu actually knew!

He clenched his teeth and nodded stiffly at Madam Ma.

Madam Ma slammed her eyes shut, and when she opened them again, all she saw was a resolute and icy look. "Peng'er, we have no way out now."

Yu Peng suddenly clenched his fist; he understood the unspoken meaning in his birth mother's words.

"Mother, is this... the Princess Consort's intention?"

Madam Ma did not answer, but said, "Peng'er, don't worry about this matter. I will handle it properly. But you must find a way to clear yourself of the issue of the clan's public property."

Yu Peng was deeply shaken and called out softly, "Mother!"

Madam Ma stood up, supporting herself on the table, and stepped forward to take his hand: "Peng'er, don't blame your mother. I didn't mean it either. I just wanted all four of you siblings to be well, to live a good life, and to live a decent life."

Yu Peng's eyes were filled with tears; he had never blamed her.

Without a mother, how could there be four siblings?

If Wu hadn't died, how could they have become legitimate daughters, married daughters of high-ranking officials, married into wealthy and powerful families, and lived a life of luxury?

“Mother, your son is not young anymore and can share your burdens. This matter... is yours to handle. However, please don't let the matter slip to your second sister, second brother, and fourth sister.”

In the hearts of his three younger siblings, their father remains the same loving father who doted on their mother and always granted their every wish.

These things, these sins, are enough for him to bear alone.

Ma stared blankly at her son, who was a head taller than her, and tears involuntarily streamed down her face.

"I'm sorry, Peng'er, it's all my fault."

Yu Peng put his arm around her shoulder: "No, your son knows that you have given your son and your siblings the best of everything."

His gaze turned outside and landed on the study in the front yard.

In an instant, he felt as if he could see the father who had once cared for him so much now cruelly and coldly dealing with him for the sake of another beloved son.

On December 28th, the Emperor, citing the Empress Dowager's serious illness and the Empress's devotion to Buddhism and inability to manage the inner palace, issued an edict to confer upon Consort Hua the title of Imperial Noble Consort, granting her the authority to hold the Phoenix Seal and the Central Palace's official documents, and to oversee the affairs of the six palaces.

Inside the Prince Mu's residence, Xi Qiao looked excitedly at the lottery draw, but when the results came out, she couldn't quite understand.

Her eyes twitched as she looked at the two items that had landed on the Xuan Guang Wall. The first prize was a ball of life essence, which looked like a ball of blue light the size of a sparrow's egg.

Although the system didn't give a specific explanation, the concept of "vitality" was still quite understandable, and it should be similar to the mental cultivation methods she had obtained before.

but!

What's with that tiny fruit basket that fell down behind, no bigger than the palm of your hand?

Just to make up the numbers?

She wanted to take a look at the system's instructions, but the system's already limited battery was completely used up by the lottery, and it shut down completely after throwing away the prize.

Xi Qiao was unsure whether to feel fortunate or unlucky.

She reached into the golden light of the Xuan Guang Bi and gently poked the source of life. Contrary to her expectations of a bouncy texture, her finger actually passed right through it.

But before she could even feel curious, the source of life flowed through her fingers and into her soul.

An indescribable sense of comfort came from the deepest part of her soul; she even felt a sense of clarity and lightness, as if her soul had been cleansed.

How amazing!

This feeling lasted only a moment before disappearing without a trace.

She had no intention of investigating or pursuing it, since it was already hers anyway!

But this tiny fruit basket?

Xi Qiao took it out of the Xuan Guang Bi and left. The moment he left, two small fragrant pears miraculously appeared in the originally empty basket!

It really is a fruit basket!

The next second, Xi Qiao's eyes lit up as he picked it up. This was a treasure!

She's been craving bananas, pineapples, mangoes, lychees, grapes, and other fruits for a long time!

The feudal society of the Qing Dynasty was truly inhuman. Even the emperor, who ruled the world, could not always get what he wanted when he wanted to eat well.

In the two years she's been here, she hasn't even had a chance to eat a big bite of watermelon!

That day, Xi Qiao enjoyed two fragrant pears, which were later improved and were of exceptionally high quality, all by himself.

As the unique fragrance and crisp sweetness of the pear filled her mouth, she finally felt a sense of brightness and anticipation in these bleak and desolate days of the Qing Dynasty.

I don't know where I'll go in the future, but no matter where I go, having this little gadget that can refresh the fruit supply will always make me feel much more satisfied.

Judging from what Guai Bao said, it seems that the trouble she encountered cannot be resolved in a short time. In other words, even if she dies here, she will still have to seek refuge in other small worlds.

Xi Qiao frowned deeply as he recalled the time when Zhen Huan died.

She originally thought the warning against killing was some kind of mysterious thing, like how committing murder would ruin one's merits or luck.

But now that I think about it, it seems that it's not like that at all.

When she was taken away by the Heavenly Dao of this small world, Guaibao told her not to feel guilty and just have fun.

Isn't this just telling her indirectly that there are no unfounded things to worry about?

Then, we must not commit murder.

—The Way of Heaven!

Xi Qiao's breath hitched.

So, if you commit too many killings, will you attract the attention of Heaven?

Especially for female protagonists like Zhen Huan who have a halo around them.

—She came illegally.

—Anyone would be furious if an uninvited guest entered the house and hurt their most beloved child.

Xi Qiao raised her hand to cover her chest. The baby was formed from the light emanating from her body. Although it might not be her true form, but just an external avatar, there was no doubt that the baby's appearance would cause some trouble.

Moreover, in order to ensure her safety, He must have promised certain benefits to the Heavenly Dao of this world.

So, for a tiny bit of profit, she made her precious child lose a lot?

Xi Qiao almost fainted from anger.

Oh shit!

Suddenly, even the fruit basket didn't taste so good anymore.

Xi Qiao was listless all day, and even when news came from the Yu residence in the middle of the night that Yu Chonglin had suddenly died of an acute illness, she still couldn't cheer up.