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

The next day.

The Crown Prince left early in the morning, and Zishuang came in after Liang Qiuli woke up.

"Master, Granny Shi and Eunuch Li have both sent messages."

Liang Qiuli sat up, gesturing for Zishuang to continue.

"Is such that……"

Zi Shuang recounted all the things the Crown Prince wanted to do to test Zhao Yunmin and how the Crown Princess had Zhao Yunmin make a witchcraft doll to frame her master. At the end, she added a sentence.

"My lord, Eunuch Li said that Zhao Yunmin believes the Crown Prince can give her a title, so she may not plan to take action for the time being."

With Zishuang's help, Liang Qiuli sat up, a glint of light flashing in her eyes—the real show was about to begin.

Zhao Yunmin's rank is probably impossible in this life; perhaps she'll have to wait for the next.

Since the Crown Princess used such a vicious method to deal with her, she would not be merciful either.

Since ordinary schemes wouldn't affect the Crown Princess's status, she was just worried about how to completely bring her down. Now that the Crown Princess had walked right into her life, it saved her a lot of effort and trouble.

The Crown Princess wanted to frame her with a witchcraft doll, so she would retaliate in kind.

"If she won't do it, we'll do it for her."

Liang Qiuli's voice was not at all lazy like someone who had just woken up; instead, it carried a chilling quality. This was the first time Zishuang had heard her mistress speak like this, and she felt as if the air around her had solidified.

"Zishuang, you go..."

Liang Qiuli quickly gave Zishuang a few instructions, telling her to proceed according to the plan.

Then she resumed her usual harmless demeanor and had someone come in to help her wash up.

……

Two days later, there will be a banquet in the palace.

"Little Li, find someone to take Zhao Yunmin to the Cold Palace later."

The Crown Prince felt that since he was going to test the waters, it would be better for him not to show up first, so that he could see more accurately whether Zhao Yunmin was familiar with the place where the two first met.

"Yes."

Little Li quickly agreed.

Liang Qiuli quickly received the news that Zishuang had made the arrangements, so it was time for her to set off.

After finishing dealing with the memorials at hand, the Crown Prince saw that it was almost time and headed to the Cold Palace, otherwise he might miss the banquet if he waited until it was over.

But before he even reached the Cold Palace, the Crown Prince heard a woman's voice as he passed by an empty palace, and it sounded somewhat familiar.

He frowned slightly, then turned and went inside.

"Granny, I haven't come to see you for quite some time, please don't blame me."

The woman's gentle voice reached the Crown Prince's ears. He was slightly taken aback. Wasn't that Liang Qiuli's voice?

Why is she here?

Who is the nanny she's talking about?

Filled with doubt, the Crown Prince approached as quietly as possible, not wanting Liang Qiuli inside to notice him.

Liang Qiuli had already noticed the Crown Prince's approach; perhaps she had come here to attract his attention.

She pretended not to know, and simply knelt down in front of a memorial tablet, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and prayed devoutly.

“Granny, I have found my Mr. Right. You would be so happy if you were here. If it weren’t for you back then, I wouldn’t be alive today.”

As Liang Qiuli spoke, tears began to stream down her face.

The prince peered through the crack in the window and saw that she was holding an object tightly in both hands. It seemed to be an old purse, but it was too far away for him to see clearly.

The prince thought about it carefully and felt that the purse seemed somewhat familiar. Just as he was about to go in and take a look, Xiao Lizi rushed over.

"Your Highness, you're here! Zhao Yunmin is getting impatient. Please hurry over, or you'll miss the banquet."

The Crown Prince could only give up for the time being, feeling that there was no time to ask Liang Qiuli about these things.

He then turned and left with Leonardo DiCaprio.

"Your Highness, you've finally arrived. Where is this? Why did you bring me to a place like this? Weren't we supposed to be attending a palace banquet?"

Looking at the desolate palace around her, Zhao Yunmin felt uneasy. Upon seeing the Crown Prince arrive, she blurted out some words without thinking.

The Crown Prince's eyes instantly turned cold. Zhao Yunmin didn't recognize this place?

She is really not Amin.

“Amin, don’t you remember this place? This is where we first met.”

The Crown Prince gave Zhao Yunmin a meaningful look, then gazed at a spot as if lost in memories.

Zhao Yunmin's heart skipped a beat. She had been told that the Crown Prince and her beloved Amin met in the Cold Palace, but she didn't know the specifics.

So this is...

What should she do now? The Crown Prince won't suspect anything, will he? Will she still be able to get her rank today?

Several questions flashed through Zhao Yunmin's mind, her heart beat faster involuntarily, and fine beads of sweat quietly appeared on the tip of her nose.

"How could I not remember?"

Zhao Yunmin could only give a dry response for now. She tried to recall what Granny Shi had told her about Amin, but...

"This servant remembers secretly bringing food to His Highness back then."

Zhao Yunmin's mind was stirred. Not knowing whether it was true or not, she directly said what vague memories flashed through her mind as if they were true.

"Ah."

The prince was puzzled again. Zhao Yunmin didn't remember this place, but she remembered bringing him food.

Could it be that she has forgotten because so much time has passed?

Zhao Yunmin observed the Crown Prince's reaction. She saw his furrowed brows relax slightly, then furrow again, and she felt uneasy.

What she just said must have been a lucky guess; she was right.

However, she still couldn't let her guard down, and then asked again.

"Do you remember what you gave me?"

Not only was Zhao Yunmin reminiscing, but the Crown Prince was also recalling that the food that day was actually quite ordinary, just a few pieces of not-so-tasty mung bean cakes.

But Amin carefully wrapped it in a lotus leaf bag.

My wallet!

The Crown Prince suddenly remembered that the purse Liang Qiuli was holding in that room earlier looked familiar to her.

Amin used that lotus leaf-wrapped mung bean cake.

So, is Pear actually Amin?

The Crown Prince's thoughts raced, and Zhao Yunmin was also busy brainstorming.

"Is it almond cookies?"

Zhao Yunmin deduced from the prince's diet that she ruled out those sweet and greasy pastries, perfectly avoiding the correct answer.

"It seems you really aren't Amin. Tell me, who instructed you to impersonate my Amin!"

The Crown Prince was now certain that the Zhao Yunmin in front of him was not Amin, and his gaze toward her immediately sharpened.

He stared intently at her, as if trying to see through her heart.

Zhao Yunmin felt a chill run down her spine, realizing this was the closest she had ever come to death.

She told herself to calm down, but it was no use. In the end, she broke down under her intense gaze.

"This servant truly..."