Transmigration: Experiencing Life's End - Dying Peacefully in One's Sleep

"Xiao Qi, have you found out the Emperor's recent whereabouts?"

"I've figured it out. The Emperor will be passing through the Imperial Garden this afternoon. You can pretend to be passing by."

"Okay, just one meeting will do, let's see the effect of never forgetting each other."

Wei Yanwan thought of Ling Yunche, the original owner's childhood sweetheart, who ended up liking the female lead. She could only say it was bad luck.

Villains are destined to be unloved. The original owner of this body only clung to the emperor because he was bullied too badly.

No normal person would fight back if bullied like that. Anyone could step on you and be deliberately trampled on.

Xiao Qi said confidently, "I definitely won't let the host down."

"Ah."

When the time came, Wei Yanwan appeared in a spot in the Imperial Garden and used her spiritual power to see the people coming from afar.

There happened to be forsythia nearby. When the original owner was talking to the emperor, the imperial garden was full of forsythia.

Just as the Emperor was about to arrive, Wei Yanwan walked past the forsythia and her hand moved slightly.

A breeze blew, and forsythia blossoms fell with the wind. She strolled lightly through the sea of ​​flowers. Sunlight filtered through the trees, falling on her face.

That stunningly beautiful face could make anyone slow down their breathing.

The Emperor and his entourage walked over and saw this scene. Everyone held their breath and stared at the people walking away.

"Jinzhong, go investigate!"

Because we only saw a bit of her profile, and Wei Yanwan has changed quite a bit compared to before.

Previously, it was enough to give people something to think about, but not to the point of being unforgettable.

Now, a single glance is enough to make someone remember you forever.

It had been quite a while since Wei Yanwan had spoken with the Emperor, and Hongli did not recognize her.

Jinzhong, who was behind him, came to his senses and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will take care of it right away."

Jinzhong left immediately and followed in the direction Wei Yanwan was going.

When Hongli returned to the Qianqing Palace, he picked up the memorial on the table, glanced at it, and then put it down again, finding it unreadable.

He called out towards the door, "Li Yu!"

Hearing the sound, Li Yu came in: "Your Majesty?"

"Has Jinzhong not returned yet?"

"not yet!"

"Have him return and tell him to come see me immediately!"

"Whoo!"

Wei Yanwan heard the Emperor's instructions to Jinzhong through her spiritual power, and deliberately walked very slowly along the way.

She wanted to let people see her enter the palace, and just as she entered, a palace maid saw her.

"Ying'er, where have you run off to? The Empress is looking for you, come inside!"

Wei Yanwan lowered her head and said, "Okay!"

Jinzhong glanced at the person and saw that it was someone from Consort Jia's palace, then turned around and went back to report to the Emperor.

Noticing that Jinzhong had left, Wei Yanwan went inside.

"Your Highness, did you summon me?"

"come here!"

Jin Yuyan has been suffering every night lately and needs to vent. Seeing Ying'er makes her even more psychologically twisted.

Just as Jin Yuyan was about to torment Wei Yanwan, her whole body started to ache, a pain even more intense than at night.

She collapsed onto the table, her face contorted in pain.

"Ouch, Jung-sook, it hurts so much!"

Wei Yanwan pretended to be frightened and stepped forward with concern, asking, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Zhenshu quickly stepped forward and pushed her away, saying, "You lowly servant, get out of here!"

Wei Yanwan gave a perfunctory bow and then left.

"Xiao Qi, Zhen Shu's words are a bit harsh. Do you think she was too lenient with her before?" Wei Yanwan said casually.

Xiao Qi nodded: "Host, she actually dared to insult you, how despicable."

"Then let's send her one too, the same pain relief package as Jin Yuyan!"

"Hehe, I support the host."

Jinzhong returned to Qianqing Palace and went to see the Emperor.

When he came out, he carried the Emperor's decree and went directly to Wei Yanwan.

"By imperial decree, palace maid Wei is hereby conferred the title of 'Consort' and granted residence in Yongshou Palace. Congratulations, Consort Wei! Quickly accept the decree!"

Wei Yanwan cast an illusion spell, making it appear as if she had knelt down, but in reality she was still standing.

"This servant accepts the imperial decree and thanks Eunuch Jinzhong."

Jinzhong smirked as he looked at her stunningly beautiful face, his eyes deep and thoughtful: "Don't call yourself a servant now. The good days ahead are yet to come."

Wei Yanwan smiled but didn't say anything. After the others left, someone came to take her to Yongshou Palace.

The servants inside were already waiting at the door.

Regardless of where they were from, Wei Yanwan gave them a mental suggestion that they would not betray her.

"Your servants greet Consort Wei. May Consort Wei be blessed!"

"Get up, all of you. What are your names?"

A palace maid in front spoke up: "This servant is Chunlan."

"This servant is Chunyu."

These two are unfamiliar faces; they weren't the palace maids who served the original owner.

The eunuch said, "This servant is safe."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Yanwan almost burst out laughing. Safe?

"Hahaha, safe. Who came up with this name, host? It's hilarious!"

Wei Yanwan suppressed a laugh: "Stop laughing, or I'll want to laugh too!"

"Okay." Xiao Qi shut her mouth.

Another eunuch spoke up, "This servant is at ease."

"Understood. Chunlan and Chunyu, stay and serve."

"Yes, sir!"

Tonight is Wei Yanwan's turn to serve the emperor. She will be taken to the Hall of Mental Cultivation later.

When the time came, she rode in the Phoenix Spring Grace carriage to go there.

On the way, she remembered the plot and lifted the curtain, and sure enough, she saw Ling Yunche standing to one side.

As Ling Yunche watched the car pass by, Wei Yanwan's face was faintly visible through the lifted curtain, and he suddenly felt his heart race.

The two exchanged a glance, and Wei Yanwan lowered the carriage curtain.

The original owner might still have something to say to him, but since he has no feelings for him, he has nothing to say.

Ling Yunche watched Feng Luan Chun En's carriage drive away, feeling that Yan Wan seemed different; she looked even more captivating tonight.

Is it true that what we are about to lose is what we feel most reluctant to part with?

Before I came, this feeling of reluctance to leave wasn't that strong.

Wei Yanwan paid no attention to him. When they arrived at the place, she was helped inside to bathe and be perfumed.

She was pampered inside and out, washed clean until she smelled wonderful, and she even overheard some talk about being served in bed.

She was wrapped up like an old Beijing chicken roll and carried to the bed.

All she had to do was wait for the Emperor to come. After seeing that no one was in the room, Wei Yanwan put on her clothes and wrapped herself in the quilt.

"Host, aren't you worried?"

"worry about what?"

"I'm worried the Emperor will force you, after all, the host looks quite attractive right now."

"Have you forgotten my cultivation level, host? If you dare to force me, I'll cripple him, and the entire harem will be widowed."

"Haha, host, I was just kidding. I saw you were bored, so I wanted to chat with you."

"Check if they've arrived yet. Let's finish this quickly so we can go back to sleep."

"Good host!"

Xiao Qi glanced at it: "Host, we're on our way!"

"I understand, please step back!"

"Ok!"

When Hongli arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he was in a pleasant mood. He first washed himself clean and then entered the hall.

He saw a radiant beauty lying on his dragon bed.