Transmigration: Reverse Exploitation, the System Works for Me

Without Yu Ying'er, no more beautiful ladies could emerge from Yimei Garden, but Zhen Huan still went, and the emperor did indeed send Su Peisheng to compose a poem, but unfortunately no one could match it.

Zhen Huan was forced by Consort Hua to copy palace rules, and she still hadn't finished by the New Year.

Among the emperor's favorite concubines, Consort Hua received the most favors, followed by Shen Meizhuang.

Consorts like Li Pin and Xia Changzai might only see the Emperor once or twice a month, while Consorts like Qi Fei and Jing Pin might not even get to see him for a month or two.

Perhaps unable to withstand Consort Hua's relentless suppression and harassment, Shen Meizhuang finally recommended An Lingrong to the Emperor, hoping that An Lingrong would distract Consort Hua and give her some breathing room.

The Imperial Household Department sent someone to inform An Lingrong.

"Congratulations, Consort An. The Emperor has chosen you today. Please be prepared, as the Phoenix Spring Grace Carriage will come to pick you up shortly."

As soon as the eunuch arrived, everyone in Yanxi Palace knew that An Lingrong was finally going to serve the emperor.

Xia Changzai stood in front of her palace gate and glared hatefully at Mingseju. How could An Shi, this impoverished woman who smelled so poor, actually have the time to serve the emperor!

Xia Dongchun felt both hatred and fear.

We can't let that bitch get the favor!

Xia Dongchun had this idea in her head, but she was too stupid to come up with a solution.

But it doesn't matter, if she can't figure it out, the Empress and Consort Fucha will surely have a solution.

In Mingsejuli, Baoque happily searched for matching clothes and jewelry for An Lingrong, while Juqing silently followed along.

However, although An Lingrong had a smile on her face, she was not comfortable inside.

Two days ago, Shen Meizhuang told her that she would recommend her to the Emperor so that she could serve him in bed.

She originally thought this matter would be difficult and would require a lot of time and careful planning to succeed, but to her surprise, she received the imperial decree to serve the emperor in just two days.

No, strictly speaking, it was only one day. Last night, it was Shen Meizhuang who served the emperor.

It would be so easy for her to get an audience with the emperor and serve him in bed... but Shen Meizhuang had never thought of helping her before.

An Lingrong's eyes were filled with a dark and gloomy expression.

"My lady, why don't you wear this creamy white dress trimmed with fox fur? It was a gift from Miss Zhuang during the New Year."

An Lingrong's gaze fell on the brocade qipao with intertwined branches in Baoque's hand, and a smile slowly appeared on her face. "This one."

Her appearance was only considered pretty, and elegant colors suited her best, especially since white was considered a noble color in Manchu culture.

Upon receiving An Lingrong's words, Baoque hurriedly searched for accessories, bustling about like a little bee.

The people in the Imperial Household Department are the most well-informed. As soon as they heard that Consort An was going to serve the Emperor, they sent people to deliver a lot of things, including several pots of Jade Terrace and Golden Cups in full bloom.

"Fresh flowers are scarce in the depths of winter. This jade platform and golden cup, though not the most precious, is still quite rare. Please accept it, My Lady An."

An Lingrong gazed at the jade table and golden cup that covered half the table, and a sudden surge of passion welled up within her.

It's so nice to be pampered!

She used to barely glance at the flowers, but now someone is sending her so many.

Upon hearing the news at Zhongcui Palace, Xi Qiao smiled, exclaiming, "Jade platform and golden cup!"

Back in his room, after lowering the bed curtains and snuggling into bed as usual, Xi Qiao took out the Xuan Guang Bi and opened the system.

The system is currently still bound to the Queen.

Although there are loopholes in this system, they are not very large. For example, the blood used for binding must have been away from the owner for less than an hour.

The problem is that this broken system doesn't specify this at all!

It made her happy for nothing.

Looking at the various halos awarded for "Empress Dowager", Xi Qiao hesitated for a moment about whether to give one to the Empress, but after thinking about it carefully, he decided against it.

She decisively flipped to the unbinding page and pressed the unbinding button without hesitation.

Then, the system's light dimmed again. Compared to the last time it was unbound from the Sochorus, this time the damage to the system was significantly greater, and the screen would occasionally display distorted images.

Huh, it's so fragile?

Xi Qiao disdainfully locked it in the Xuan Guang Bi, and then began his daily mental energy cultivation.

She can now project her mental energy outward in a single direction for fifteen meters. Although the progress is small, it has been consistent.

This is very encouraging.

That night, An Lingrong was returned to her rightful owner, becoming the laughingstock of the entire palace.

Xia Changzai was even more arrogant, and went straight to Mingse Residence to point at An Lingrong's nose and mock, "Don't you even know what kind of person you are? Do you even deserve the Emperor's favor?"

"With your shabby, impoverished aura, you'd better not bother the Emperor. Your timid and cowardly appearance is repulsive. Not only would the Emperor not like you, but even a random eunuch wouldn't be interested in you."

An Lingrong looked withered and lifeless, completely unresponsive to Xia Changzai's mockery and humiliation. Xia Changzai smiled smugly and left with her entourage, feeling quite pleased with herself.

"Little Master..."

With tears in her eyes, Baoque knelt beside An Lingrong. "Your Highness, please don't listen to Consort Xia. She never says anything nice. In the future, the Emperor will still favor you."

An Lingrong shook her head blankly, "No, the Emperor will not summon you again."

When Xi Qiao arrived, he happened to hear these words. "Why should Your Highness belittle yourself? Among all the concubines in the palace, Your Highness's charm is unique. The Emperor will surely see Your Highness's goodness."

“Auntie~” An Lingrong turned to look at her, tears welling up in her eyes and falling onto her clothes.

“It’s because Lingrong is useless. I was too scared last night and kept trembling, which displeased the Emperor.”

Xi Qiao glanced at the jade table and golden cup placed in the room, "It's inevitable that Your Highness will feel uneasy on your first time serving the Emperor, but you'll be fine in the future."

"This is something our mistress asked me to deliver to Consort An. Consort An must not be discouraged. The favor in the palace is a matter of fate, and you must fight for it no matter what."

It was a piece of soft, light green satin, an elegant color that suited An Lingrong perfectly.

An Lingrong was filled with fear. Compete? How could she possibly compete?

"Having incurred the Emperor's displeasure, I have no way to compete even if I wanted to."

Xi Qiao sighed, "If that's the case, then Young Master will only have one path left: to rely on others."

"Having been in the palace for so long, Your Highness should be well aware of how the palace is full of people who flatter the powerful and bully the weak. Lacking both favor and family background, you can only seek protection from high-ranking concubines. The Empress and Consort Xia, Consort Hua and Noble Lady Cao are all examples of this."

Consort Hua!

An Lingrong's eyes flickered, and she suddenly remembered the musk she had smelled on her two visits to Yikun Palace.

That night, An Lingrong tidied herself up and secretly went to the outside of Yikun Palace to request an audience. Zhou Ninghai looked down on her and did not want to inform her, but unexpectedly, An Lingrong confidently said that someone wanted to harm Consort Hua.

Upon entering the inner palace, Consort Hua remained as elegant and dignified as ever, and An Lingrong knelt down before her with a thud.

"This concubine, Lady An, pays her respects to Consort Hua."

Consort Hua lay sprawled on the kang, glanced at An Lingrong's haggard face, and without telling her to get up, said condescendingly, "Speak, what do you know?"

She was quite unhappy with An Lingrong's tactless interruption.

An Lingrong timidly looked up at the palace servants in the hall, gritted her teeth and said, "Please dismiss them, Your Highness."

Consort Hua's face was grim, and she launched into a tirade against An Lingrong: "An, are you ever going to stop? If you have something to say, say it; if not, get out. I don't have time to waste with you!"

It's so annoying! Palace affairs are already numerous and give her a headache. And this Lady An is just adding to her troubles.

An Lingrong was so frightened by Consort Hua's harsh words that she shrank back, which made Consort Hua roll her eyes.

With An's personality, it's no wonder the jade was returned to its rightful owner intact!

Indeed, in Consort Hua's mind, An Lingrong was just looking for an excuse to be placed under her name. Consort Hua was only willing to meet her and hear her explanation because An Lingrong had helped her suppress those two vile women, Zhen Huan and Xia Dongchun.

An Lingrong hunched her shoulders, wishing she could shrink into a ball under Consort Hua's fierce gaze. She was clearly terrified of Consort Hua, but she still insisted, "Your Highness Consort Hua, what I know must not be heard by a third party, otherwise, I will not survive. Please dismiss everyone else."

Consort Hua's face was still not good, but her expression softened.

She stared intently at An Lingrong, making An Lingrong feel as if she were being pricked by needles. An Lingrong couldn't help but plead, "Please believe me this once, Your Majesty. I have absolutely no intention of deceiving or playing tricks on Your Majesty. If even a single word I have said is false, Your Majesty may kill or punish me as you see fit."

Consort Hua frowned, waved to Songzhi, and signaled them to leave.

When only An Lingrong and Consort Hua remained in the hall, An Lingrong crawled forward on her knees, her upper body almost touching Consort Hua's calves, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness Consort Hua, I have been learning perfumery since childhood, and I have a keen sense of smell and am very familiar with fragrances."

Upon hearing this, Consort Hua had a sudden, unpleasant thought.

Before she could ask, An Lingrong continued tremblingly, "When I first came to Your Majesty's palace, I smelled the scent of musk."

Consort Hua's pupils dilated, and she sat up abruptly, staring intently at An Lingrong's pale face.

"At that time, it was the first time I met Your Majesty, and I was inevitably apprehensive. I even thought I had smelled something wrong. But the second time I came to Your Majesty's palace to ask for justice, I carefully examined it and found that it was indeed musk, and it was the most potent kind."

Consort Hua was shocked. Musk, the gatekeeper!

She only burned the "Joyful Fragrance" in her palace, which was personally blended by the Emperor himself—a unique honor bestowed upon her in the palace.

How?

How could it be!

"Mr. An, do you know what you're saying?!"

Consort Hua looked horrified, her phoenix eyes filled with shock and anger.

An Lingrong lowered her head, but as soon as she lowered her chin, she stopped and mustered her rare courage to look up into Consort Hua's eyes. "Your Majesty's maternal family is illustrious, and you must have no shortage of people who understand spices."

Consort Hua suddenly collapsed onto the cushion, exhausted.

An would certainly not dare to speak nonsense, then...

Consort Hua dared not think too deeply about it for a moment.