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

"That bitch Liang Qiuli lied to me again!"

Zhao Yunmin had lost count of how many times the eunuchs who brought her food outside had told her that His Highness the Crown Prince—or rather, the Emperor—would be coming to see her today.

But each time she eagerly anticipated something, she was met with endless disappointment.

She really felt that if it were to happen every time, she might as well just die.

Zhao Yunmin thought that the wound on her back should have healed long ago, but the emperor's order was that she should not be allowed to have an easy time, so she was whipped again after the wound healed.

"And the emperor, if it weren't for the fact that he was a prince, who would have both brought him food and taken the bullying of others for him?"

She was grumbling and cursing, venting her emotions.

But unbeknownst to her, the emperor was already standing outside the door.

The emperor stood silently in place, as if under a spell.

As he listened to Zhao Yunmin's complaints, his thoughts became somewhat jumbled.

Therefore, Zhao Yunmin is very likely to be Amin. However, Amin was so gentle and kind back then, but she was actually using him. The emperor felt a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

It seemed as if something had been permanently ripped from his heart, leaving him feeling empty inside.

But then I thought of Liang Qiuli.

He thought to himself, "It seems that only Li'er is truly good to him."

The emperor couldn't resist and pushed the door open to enter.

Seeing the astonished look in Zhao Yunmin's eyes, he remained expressionless and spoke in a cold voice.

"I want to hear the truth! Are you really Amin? And why did you approach me back then?"

"If you tell the truth, I will let you leave quickly and peacefully."

Zhao Yunmin's face was extremely pale. She had been hoping for the emperor to come, not for him to send her on her way.

But who could have imagined that her casual complaints today would be witnessed by the emperor, who wouldn't appear in her presence for eight hundred years?

She was filled with remorse, wishing she hadn't acted so impulsively.

It's all Liang Qiuli's fault!

Zhao Yunmin knew that the emperor was more responsive to gentle persuasion than force, and still wanted to struggle a bit. She pinched his still-healing wound hard, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes as she spoke in a trembling voice.

“Your Majesty, I am Amin. Please believe me.”

Previously, the Crown Princess had erased my memory, so I didn't remember those details, but now I will fully recover them.

Although I approached you with ulterior motives back then, I gradually developed different feelings for you.

Zhao Yunmin's explanation was full of holes. Back then, one of them was five years old and the other was seven. How could they possibly have had romantic feelings for each other? It was just an excuse.

"Ah!"

The emperor's ideal woman had completely turned into a blank sheet of rice. He sneered, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Zhao Yunmin, do you think I would still believe your lies? It's all your scheme, and even now you still want to scheme against me."

"Guards! Stab him with a cup of poison!"

The emperor felt there was no point in keeping her alive to torment her any longer; he didn't want to see her again, so let her disappear forever.

Zhao Yunmin's face turned pale instantly. She hadn't expected the emperor to be so resolute, not even giving her the slightest chance.

Although she thought about dying, she didn't dare to do it when the time came.

If she had dared, she would have bitten her tongue and committed suicide long ago.

After the emperor finished speaking, he refused to look at Zhao Yunmin any longer and strode away.

"Set up the carriage at Guanju Palace!"

The emperor was in a bad mood and wanted Liang Qiuli to comfort and care for him.

Anyway, she loves herself to death, and no matter what he does, she would never dislike him or drive him away.

Liang Qiuli didn't want him to come.

Guanju Palace.

"My lord, I miss you."

Ever since Fu Ci changed his mind that day and wanted him to be of use to Liang Qiuli, he has stopped following Liang Qiuli around to serve her.

He sought a favor from Liang Qiuli and was admitted to the Imperial Household Department.

He wanted to first take control of the Imperial Household Department, then climb the ranks step by step until he could share Liang Qiuli's burdens and help her get what she wanted, so that he could stay by her side forever.

Liang Qiuli pinched Fu Ci's chin with one hand, her eyes carefully scanning his face.

"You've lost weight, and your face looks distorted."

Liang Qiuli had been keeping a close eye on Fu Ci's movements and was surprised by how ruthless he was to himself.

She thought he was just saying it casually or throwing a tantrum to try and get more of her attention away from her, but she never expected him to actually do it.

In just a short time, he had already made a name for himself in the Imperial Household Department, and many people praised him highly, saying that he was talented and resourceful.

Her tone contained concern, but more so a warning. Liang Qiuli was only attracted to Fu Ci's face; if his appearance were damaged, no matter how powerful he was, she would never look at him again.

The emperor's impotence could not possibly be the cause, therefore the imperial heir in her womb will surely be the successor to the throne.

She does whatever she wants, entirely according to her own will.

"I will take good care of myself, please don't despise me, Master."

Fu Ci knelt at Liang Qiuli's feet, afraid that Liang Qiuli would be uncomfortable. He took the initiative to place his chin on Liang Qiuli's hand, his posture extremely respectful, as if Liang Qiuli was his everything.

"As long as you know."

Liang Qiuli didn't really understand why Fu Ci was so obedient; she felt she hadn't been good enough to Fu Ci.

Aside from feigning ingratiation towards the Crown Prince when she was forced to, she treated everyone else, especially Fu Ci, with disdain and bossiness.

Liang Qiuli didn't want to think about it. As long as Fu Ci kept his face well and his heart was with her, that was enough. She would let him do whatever he wanted.

"As long as my master is happy, I am willing to do anything for him."

Fu Ci spoke with delight, his face full of piety.

His gaze was fixed intently on Liang Qiuli, as if he wanted to imprint her deeply into his heart.

Liang Qiuli looked at Fu Ci in front of her, lowered her head and kissed his lips, whispering softly.

"A male Daji!"

Fu Ci naturally responded enthusiastically. In order to prevent Liang Qiuli from having to bow and bend over to accommodate him, he climbed up from kneeling at Liang Qiuli's feet to the couch and knelt down beside her.

A kiss deepened the bond.

Only when Liang Qiuli was out of breath did she reluctantly let go of Fu Ci.

Liang Qiuli was somewhat distracted and wanted to explore more...

But he was suddenly interrupted by the sharp voice of a young eunuch outside.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

As the emperor strode closer, he saw Liang Qiuli with a rosy complexion walking quickly towards him.

He assumed that Liang Qiuli's rosy complexion was due to her pregnancy and weak body, so she walked faster and didn't think much of it.

Even because Liang Qiuli was pregnant, they came out to greet him, which made him feel much better. It seems that he is still very important to Liang Qiuli.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Li'er is pregnant, so she doesn't need to come out to greet me anymore. She can wait for me inside."

The emperor quickly helped Liang Qiuli, who was about to kneel down to pay her respects, his eyes full of concern and tenderness.

Liang Qiuli sneered inwardly. She only wanted to give Fu Ci time to leave, but on the surface she pretended to be moved and said softly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. It is all my duty. Besides, the child in my womb also wants to see Your Majesty as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, the emperor's face lit up with a smile, and he gently stroked Liang Qiuli's belly.

"Pear, you're still the best."

The emperor's tone was filled with deep affection, as if Liang Qiuli was the only treasure in his heart. However, Liang Qiuli knew that this was all out of necessity, because she was carrying the emperor's only child.

He pulled Liang Qiuli into his arms, and the two returned to the house together. Fu Ci had already left.

……

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Two years ago, Liang Qiuli gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, and the emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His vast empire finally has a successor.

His affection for Liang Qiuli was boundless; in the past three years, apart from Liang Qiuli's Guanju Palace, he had hardly set foot in any other palaces.

The older women in the harem, who came from the Eastern Palace, felt they couldn't compete and had no desire to fight, but the ministers of the former court were unwilling for the emperor to favor only one person.

"Your Majesty, the three-year mourning period for the late Emperor has ended, and the harem is empty. What do you think about this year's imperial concubine selection?"

As the morning court session drew to a close, the Minister of Rites finally mustered the courage to say what others dared not.

It just so happens that his youngest daughter is also of age to participate in talent shows.

The emperor frowned slightly, his expression complex, as if he felt that the emperor didn't dislike the selection of concubines but rather had some unspeakable reason.

"I know what I'm doing in the harem, you don't need to say anything more."

The emperor interrupted the Minister of Rites directly.

Three years ago, after being injured by the Crown Princess, that area became useless. The head physician said it could be healed, but three years have passed, and the imperial physicians have secretly killed several of them, yet there is still no improvement.

If Liang Qiuli hadn't given birth to twins for him, there would have been far more people questioning him in the previous dynasty.

The Minister of Rites, of course, would not give up so easily, and continued speaking.

"Your Majesty, when the late Emperor was your age, he already had many children, but you favored Consort Gui alone. However, Consort Gui has given birth to two imperial heirs, the eldest prince and the eldest princess, in the past three years. This is not conducive to the stability of our dynasty."

The selection of consorts was not only for enriching the imperial harem, but also for the stability of our dynasty.

"Your Excellency, wouldn't you agree?"

After the Minister of Rites finished speaking, he turned the conversation to the Prime Minister.

Although the Prime Minister was the adoptive father of Consort Hua, Liang Qiuli, he had already pinned the blame on the stability of the country.

Even if the prime minister were inclined to favor one side, he would never openly oppose it.

The Prime Minister coughed lightly, his eyes flashing slightly. He already had a pretty good idea of ​​what the Minister of Rites was planning.

He didn't want new women to enter the emperor's harem. After all, as a man himself, he knew that new women entering the palace would inevitably affect Liang Qiuli's status.

Even if the emperor favors his new favorite too much and has other imperial offspring, the eldest prince's position may be threatened.

Therefore, he chose not to express his opinion, pretended not to hear, and did not look at the Minister of Rites, quietly waiting for the emperor's decision.

"Your Excellency, this matter concerns the continuation of the royal bloodline. As the head of all officials..."

The Minister of Rites realized that the Prime Minister was faking his death and wanted to expose him directly, but he completely forgot to keep an eye on the Emperor's expression. Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the Emperor.

"My mind is made up. This year's imperial selection will be cancelled."

The emperor's voice was icy, carrying an undeniable resolve.

Only Liang Qiuli knows about his impotence, and she is willing to keep it a secret for him. If he agrees to the imperial concubine selection now, the new women will force him to favor them after they enter the palace.

If he continues to ignore her, some speculations will likely arise, and then where will he, as the emperor, put his face?

After finishing his speech, the emperor ignored the Minister of Rites' reaction, flicked his sleeves, and left the main hall where the morning court was to be held.

……

Liang Qiuli, who was far away in Guanju Palace, was naturally unaware of what happened during the morning court session, but even if she had known, she wouldn't have cared.

It would be even better if the emperor held a large-scale selection of imperial concubines.

She also had the opportunity to inadvertently reveal the emperor's hidden ailment, at which point the position of crown prince would be easily within her grasp.

"Mother, hug me."

Liang Qiuli held the soft and cuddly eldest princess in her arms and poked her little cheek, which displeased the eldest prince who was lying on the couch nearby.

He struggled to climb into Liang Qiuli's arms and push his older sister, the eldest princess, who was vying for favor, out of the way.

However, it is clear that his status is not as high as his sister's.

"I am the older sister, you can't compete with me for Mother's position."

The eldest princess looked at her younger brother, who had already climbed onto her mother's lap, and said in a childish voice, her two little hands still tightly holding Liang Qiuli, not wanting to leave her mother's embrace.

"If you're willing to be my sister, I'll let you have her."

Although the eldest prince was young, he spoke quite clearly. Ever since he learned that he was the younger brother, he had been very bothered by this identity.

He always wanted to be the older brother and protect his younger sister, but unfortunately, he was born later than his sister, which was an unchangeable fact.

"I'm the older sister, call me older sister!"

The eldest princess waved her little hands and said angrily, her little face becoming round and chubby, which was quite cute. Liang Qiuli reached out and pressed her little face again.

"Alright, Mother is tired, and you are all tired too. Let the wet nurses go and rest."

Liang Qiuli first handed the eldest princess she was holding to a wet nurse, and then took the eldest prince, who had been unwilling to be picked up by the wet nurse, into her arms.

"Good boy, Yu Bao. After your mother speaks for a moment, go back to rest with your wet nurse."

Liang Qiuli kissed the eldest prince on the forehead in her arms, then gently handed him to another wet nurse.

The eldest prince was fond of his mother's scent, but he had to behave himself so as not to tire her out, so he did not resist coming to hug his wet nurse.

However, even after being taken away, his eyes remained glued to Liang Qiuli.

Liang Qiuli kissed each of the two children again before having them taken away.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Upon hearing this voice, Liang Qiuli rolled her eyes, though no one could see her.

Fu Ci has arrived today, and she was hoping to relax a bit later. Why did the emperor have to come at this particular time of year?

She's going to have to act again, it must be exhausting.

After court, the emperor was unwilling to return to the Zichen Palace, and instead stayed at the Guanju Palace.

He desperately needed Liang Qiuli's gentle and considerate comfort to dispel his discomfort and relieve his headache.

"Your Majesty, why have you come at this hour? I've just prepared some black-boned chicken soup. Please have a taste."

Liang Qiuli put on her mask again, smiled and spoke to the emperor, her eyes revealing concern and tenderness.

"Leave it for now, you can all go down."

The emperor waved his hand, signaling the palace maids and eunuchs to leave; he had something to say to Liang Qiuli alone.

"Li'er, the ministers are asking me to select candidates again. If I don't, they're afraid they'll all hold a grudge against you."

The emperor's tone was filled with concern.

However, in his heart, what he really cared about was Liang Qiuli being resented by the ministers, rather than his impotence being discovered.