Quick transmigration to punish scumbags, have a child to inherit everything from them

That night, after the Crown Prince took Zhao Yunmin once, he worried that she must have been injured on her back, so he did not continue.

He simply held someone as they fell asleep.

The Crown Prince could tell from Zhao Yunmin's soft breathing that she had fallen asleep, but he himself was unable to fall asleep due to a throbbing headache.

However, thinking that the person in his arms was Amin, whom he had longed for for many years, he did not have the heart to leave.

Over the past few days, through the Crown Prince's intentional and unintentional probing, he has confirmed that Zhao Yunmin is indeed Amin, so he directly tells her the truth.

Amin made no attempt to hide it, readily acknowledging the identity and appearing delighted that the Crown Prince had achieved his current status.

……

Dongji Hall.

The Crown Prince is reviewing memorials.

"Your Highness, please have some tea and rest for a moment."

After the Crown Prince had slept with Zhao Yunmin and confirmed that she was Amin, he planned to give her a title, but she refused, saying that she only wanted to stay by the Crown Prince's side to serve him.

The Crown Prince thought that his father wouldn't live much longer, and that he wouldn't feel constrained when he ascended the throne and gave Amin a title.

So he agreed to Zhao Yunmin's request, and arranged for someone to stay in a side hall of the East Pole Hall, and even assigned a maid to serve them.

“Amin, you can let the people below do these things. You still have a back injury, so don’t overwork yourself.”

The prince took the teacup, took a sip, then pulled Zhao Yunmin's hand and embraced her.

Seeing that Amin was very satisfied, he was still the same person he had in mind.

Even with his favor, she never put on airs of a master and served him tea and ink every day.

"Your Highness, I hope you don't mind my appearance."

Zhao Yunmin leaned against the Crown Prince's chest, a slight blush creeping onto her face.

"How could I despise Amin? Amin was there for me during my most difficult times. Amin will always be my family."

The Crown Prince looked down at Amin with deep affection, recalling through her the few warm moments he had shared with her when he was in the Cold Palace.

"Amin is so lucky to have met Your Highness at that time. For the rest of my life, I only wish to stay by Your Highness's side for a long, long time."

After Amin finished speaking, she buried her head in the prince's arms.

She was torn; the Crown Prince treated her so well that she couldn't bear to let go.

The Crown Princess planned to use her to get rid of Consort Liang, then expose Amin's false identity and arrange for her to fake her death and leave, thus completely destroying the Crown Prince's ideal woman and allowing her to rest easy.

Zhao Yunmin initially agreed to the Crown Princess's request to repay a debt of gratitude, but now she doesn't want to leave like this; she has become attached to the Crown Prince's favor.

She used to be a lowly maidservant who was bullied by everyone and was never cared about by anyone. But now, everyone in the Eastern Palace treats her with utmost respect, and the Crown Prince takes extra care of her. How could she bear to leave?

"Yes, I will make you a concubine when I ascend the throne. If you can bear me a son or daughter, you can even become a Noble Consort."

The prince gently rested his head on Zhao Yunmin's head and whispered his promise to her.

Zhao Yunmin was even more tempted; that was a royal concubine.

The Crown Prince already has a child. If she can give birth to his eldest son, that child will undoubtedly be of immense importance when the Crown Prince ascends the throne in the future…

Your Highness, I can only apologize.

After apologizing in her heart, Zhao Yunmin decided to win over the Crown Prince's heart and give birth to his eldest son.

Liang Qiuli and the Crown Princess will all have to step aside from now on!

The position of future empress is not out of the question.

However, the Crown Prince was unaware of Zhao Yunmin's thoughts. Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, he said...

"Amin, you stay in the East Pole Palace today. I need to go to the Cloud Pavilion."

The Crown Prince hasn't visited Liang Qiuli these past few days, and his headache has returned, so he must spend the night holding Liang Qiuli.

That Liang Qiuli is really something. If I don't go to her, will she not come to ask me for help?

He clearly said before that he liked me and couldn't live without me!

Zhao Yunmin's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately thought of what the nanny by the Crown Princess's side had told her.

Your Highness suffers from headaches; perhaps only staying by Liang Qiuli's side can alleviate the symptoms.

Zhao Yunmin felt that she couldn't stop the Crown Prince from seeing her until she fully understood what special ability Liang Qiuli had to relieve his headache.

However, she was able to prevent the Crown Prince from favoring her.

Thinking this, Zhao Yunmin reached out and casually stroked the prince's sensitive areas, her tone becoming even softer.

"Hmm, Your Highness, would you mind skipping dinner and going later?"

The prince's body reacted instantly. Looking down at Amin's shy and timid appearance in his arms, his anger surged to that spot.

The Crown Prince felt there was no rush to find Liang Qiuli. Besides, she didn't care about him. If he went there eagerly, wouldn't he just be controlled by her?

"It's still early, there's no rush for dinner. Let me have a good taste..."

He picked Amin up by the waist and carried her to the inner room.

Suddenly, the voice of the little eunuch outside rang out.

"Your Highness, Zishuang, a servant of Consort Liang, requests an audience."

The prince stopped walking, and he became more sober.

He thought to himself, "It seems that Liang Qiuli isn't entirely indifferent to him after all. After not visiting for a few days, she finally sent someone to look for him."

"Amin, go in by yourself first."

The Crown Prince released Zhao Yunmin and said to her.

Zhao Yunmin cursed inwardly. It seemed the Crown Princess was right; Liang Qiuli was indeed a vixen. The Crown Prince hadn't visited her for only a few days, and he was already getting restless, even interrupting her good time this time.

Zhao Yunmin acted as if she were the empress.

But seeing that the burning passion in the prince's eyes had subsided, she knew better than to continue acting coquettishly. She could only smile and nod, then obediently walk into the inner room.

"Let her in."

After watching Zhao Yunmin disappear around the corner, the Crown Prince returned to his seat and spoke calmly to those outside.

A moment later, the door was pushed open, and Zi Shuang walked in, her eyes lowered, as if she were holding something in her hand.

"See His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Hmm, your master sent you here?"

The Crown Prince naturally saw the box in Zi Shuang's hand, but he did not ask about it directly. After all, he was the Crown Prince and could not appear too proactive.

"This is calming incense that my mistress sent me. She figured His Highness the Crown Prince should have run out of calming incense by now."

Concerned that His Highness the Crown Prince's busy schedule might have worsened his headaches, we specially prepared new calming incense, hoping that His Highness could get some rest.

Zishuang respectfully presented the box in her hands.

Actually, after the Crown Prince took all the calming incense that time, the master had prepared new ones. As for why they were only delivered now, that was naturally arranged by the master himself.

The Crown Prince nodded slightly, indicating that Liang Qiuli still cared about him and had feelings for him.

He had been overthinking things before, so all his doubts vanished at this moment, and he even felt a little guilty towards Liang Qiuli.

"Okay, you can put it down for now. I'll come see your master later."

Although the crown prince thought this way, his expression remained indifferent, and his words sounded like a handout.

Zishuang quickly agreed, but she was afraid her master wouldn't be happy.

Cloud Pavilion.

"Fu Ci, what do you think of my appearance?"

Liang Qiuli sat in front of the dressing table, having her makeup done, while she looked at the handsome Fu Ci behind her through the bronze mirror.