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

The emperor was so angry at Liang Qiuli's words that his face turned ashen. He slammed his hand on the table next to him and pointed at Liang Qiuli's nose, shouting angrily.

"You! You are utterly ungrateful! Do you really think I wouldn't dare send you to the Cold Palace?!"

The Empress was secretly pleased that Liang Qiuli would be so resolute as to request to be sent to the Cold Palace. However, she put on a worried expression.

"Consort Rong, quickly apologize to the Emperor and say you were wrong. For the sake of the First Prince and the First Princess, the Emperor will not banish you to the Cold Palace."

Upon hearing the Empress's words, Liang Qiuli gave a cold laugh.

"Your Majesty, I have done nothing wrong. Why should I apologize? I request to enter the Cold Palace. I only wish Your Majesty would grant my request."

The emperor looked at her, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Take Consort Rong away and throw her into... demote her to Consort Rong and confine her to Chengqian Palace. No one is allowed to enter or leave without my order."

In the end, the emperor could not bring himself to send Liang Qiuli to the cold palace, and instead chose to confine her to her quarters.

Liang Qiuli felt relieved; at least the emperor had some conscience.

However, this play must continue. The more stubborn she is now and the less she is willing to back down, the more the emperor will feel guilty towards her and cherish her even more when the truth comes out in the future.

"Your Majesty, I accept the imperial decree and express my gratitude."

Liang Qiuli accepted the imperial decree with neither arrogance nor servility.

The palace servants behind her tried to escort her away, but she waved them away. She straightened her back and walked away from the pavilion step by step, her figure proud and resolute.

As the emperor watched her receding figure, a strange emotion welled up within him.

"Your Majesty, I am in great pain... Do you think our child will hate me, hate me for not protecting him?"

Seeing the emperor staring blankly at Liang Qiuli's retreating figure, Shen Qingyao quickly interrupted his reverie.

She looked at the emperor with teary eyes, her hands tightly gripping his sleeves, as if seeking some comfort from him.

The emperor snapped out of his daze and looked at Shen Qingyao's tearful face. His heart softened, and he gently patted the back of her hand to comfort her.

"Qingyao, don't be sad. This has nothing to do with you; it's my fault for not protecting our child."

"I'll take you back to Qingxi Palace and have the imperial physicians give you a good treatment. You can have another child later."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingyao was overjoyed. Liang Qiuli had collapsed, and now the emperor was comforting her so gently. It seemed that all her efforts today had not been in vain.

Once she's recovered, she'll go and cause trouble for Liang Qiuli, and see who dares to compete with her for favor!

Thinking of this, Shen Qingyao revealed a smug smile, but quickly concealed it, replacing it with a weak and helpless expression as she nestled in the emperor's arms.

The Empress watched the Emperor carry Shen Qingyao away, and felt a slight sense of relief, but something still felt off. Consort Rong was always cautious; how could she be so easily brought down by a scheme?

She narrowed her eyes, a series of thoughts flashing through her mind, but she still couldn't figure it out. Could it be that the trick she gave Shen Qingyao this time was more sophisticated?

The Empress shook her head, unwilling to think any further. As long as the Emperor was completely disappointed in Liang Qiuli, that would be enough.

The most important thing now is the imperial heir, but even though she has been taking the secret formula for three months and the imperial physicians all say that her body is in excellent condition, there is still no sign of pregnancy.

……

After comforting Shen Qingyao in Qingxi Palace, the Emperor returned to his study in Zichen Palace to handle official business, but he could not concentrate. Liang Qiuli's resolute and indifferent expression kept flashing through his mind.

Could it be that he really misunderstood her?

But so many eyes saw it, and Shen Qingyao wouldn't possibly use her own child to frame Liang Qiuli, would she?

The emperor took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

More than two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The emperor was waiting for Liang Qiuli to bow down and admit her mistakes. He thought that as long as she admitted her mistakes, he would give her a way out. But Liang Qiuli remained stubborn.

Even though he said he wanted to see the two children, Liang Qiuli only sent people from Zichen Palace to pick up the two children and bring them to her place. She herself never stepped out of Chengqian Palace.

The emperor grew increasingly agitated, feeling that Liang Qiuli was ignoring him, a feeling that made him very uncomfortable.

He often thought that if Liang Qiuli could smile at him gently like she used to, or even just be a little softer, he wouldn't be so angry.

but……

"Ugh……"

Wang Youxi sighed heavily; these past two months had been the most miserable for him.

When the emperor is in a bad mood, the servant naturally has to serve him with utmost care and dare not make the slightest mistake.

But Consort Rong... no, Consort Rong, he couldn't persuade her no matter what he said. Consort Rong seemed to have completely given up on life, focusing only on taking care of her two children and having no intention of reconciling with the Emperor.

Even the emperor was furious when he found out that he had tried to persuade people, and he gave him a severe scolding.

This is really worrying me.

……

Chengqian Palace.

"Ruyu, it's getting hot. Go ask Fude's little kitchen if they have any soups to cool you down. Bring me a bowl."

Liang Qiuli sat on the soft couch, holding a half-embroidered little garment in her hand, and gave instructions without looking up.

"Your Majesty, you are pregnant with the young master, so it's best to eat less cold food to avoid harming your health."

Ruyu whispered a word of advice from the side, then added a sentence.

"However, the small kitchen has prepared fresh fruits and vegetables, which can both cool you down and won't harm your health. I'll go and get them for you right away."

Not long after Liang Qiuli was confined to her quarters by the emperor, she was diagnosed as pregnant by a palace maid who knew medicine. She is now more than three months pregnant.

However, neither the emperor nor the women in the harem knew this for the time being.

This period of confinement is just right, allowing Liang Qiuli to focus on her pregnancy without having to deal with the intricacies of the imperial harem.

As for food, with Wang Youxi, the chief eunuch in charge of the imperial court, overseeing everything, no one dared to shortchange Chengqian Palace. The small kitchen was not shut down, so Liang Qiuli even gained some weight, her face became rounder, and she looked even more plump and radiant.

She showed none of the sorrow one would expect from a concubine who had fallen out of favor and been confined to her quarters.

"Got it, housekeeper."

Liang Qiuli put down her needlework, stretched, yawned, and leaned lazily against the soft couch.