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

Qingxi Palace.

"damn it!"

Shen Qingyao returned from Chengqian Palace in defeat once again, and in her anger, she smashed the teacup beside her to pieces.

For the past two months, she has tried many times to cause trouble for Liang Qiuli, but each time she was driven back by the emperor's men guarding outside Chengqian Palace. She hasn't even seen Liang Qiuli's face yet.

Even when the emperor came to Qingxi Palace, she secretly cried out about her innocent child many times, wanting the emperor to hand Liang Qiuli over to her for punishment, but the emperor rejected her every time.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. There will always be a way."

Lanxin, looking very considerate, took out a handkerchief to wipe Shen Qingyao's fingers, removing the water stains from the broken teacup.

"Lanxin, you have so many ideas. Think of something for me. How should I deal with Liang Qiuli?"

Shen Qingyao's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and her hands clenched into fists as if she wanted to tear Liang Qiuli to pieces.

"That depends on what outcome Her Majesty wants. If she just wants to make her suffer, then even though we can't enter Chengqian Palace, we can still do some dirty work in secret."

If Your Majesty wishes to make her disappear completely, there are ways to do so once and for all, such as…”

Lan Xin spoke casually, but a sly glint flashed in her eyes; the opportunity had arrived.

Shen Qingyao pondered for a moment, then a cold smile appeared on her lips.

"I want her to disappear completely, so that she can never threaten my position again."

Over the past two months, Shen Qingyao has come to understand Liang Qiuli's position in the emperor's heart. As long as she lives, the emperor will never forget her.

She can't take that risk, so Liang Qiuli must die!

Even if she were discovered, by then Liang Qiuli would be dead and forgotten, and the emperor wouldn't take her life for a dead person!

Lan Xin nodded slightly and whispered a few words in Shen Qingyao's ear. Shen Qingyao nodded in satisfaction after hearing them.

"Very good, do as you say. Remember, do it cleanly and don't leave me any leverage."

Lan Xin respectfully replied "Yes," then turned and quietly withdrew.

A few days later.

As night fell, Shen Qingyao sat by the window, holding an exquisite collection of poems in her hand, but her gaze did not fall on the pages of the book, but instead drifted out the window from time to time.

Tonight marks Liang Qiuli's death!

Shen Qingyao's heart was filled with anticipation and nervousness. Her fingers unconsciously caressed the poetry collection, as if searching for some kind of comfort.

As soon as the emperor stepped into the gate of Qingxi Palace, he saw a shadowy figure peeking out from around the corner of the palace wall. After looking around, the figure quickly retreated.

This person looks somewhat familiar; it seems to be Lanxin, the head palace maid of Shen Qingyao.

The emperor frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then gave the order.

"Wang Youxi, send someone to follow and investigate what that palace maid is doing. I feel something is strange about it."

Wang Youxi accepted the order and left, while the emperor continued towards Shen Qingyao's bedroom.

Hearing the noise, Shen Qingyao looked up at the door, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She quickly got up, straightened her clothes, and went to greet them.

"Your Majesty did not come today, but I did not expect that Your Majesty still remembered me."

Shen Qingyao's voice carried a hint of coquettishness.

In order for today's plan to be carried out smoothly, Shen Qingyao went to Zichen Palace early in the morning to entice the emperor to come to her bedroom tonight.

The emperor hadn't arrived yet, so Shen Qingyao was inevitably a little uneasy. But now that she saw the emperor had actually come, she finally felt relieved.

As long as we can stall the emperor for a little while, Liang Qiuli will surely die without a burial place today!

The emperor looked at Shen Qingyao and said softly, "I promised you, and I will come."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingyao was overjoyed. She took the emperor's arm and led him into the bedchamber.

Half an hour later.

"It's terrible, Your Majesty! It's terrible!"

Wang Youxi rushed into Qingxi Palace in a panic, his voice trembling slightly.

The emperor was in high spirits when Wang Youxi interrupted him, and his face immediately darkened.

"Wang Youxi, what are you yelling about? You'd better have something really important to tell me, otherwise..."

The emperor looked at him coldly, his tone exuding authority.

Wang Youxi was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

"Your Majesty, Chengqian Palace... Chengqian Palace is on fire! It is said that Consort Rong... she is trapped in the fire!"

"what!"

Upon hearing this, the emperor's expression changed drastically. He abruptly stood up, pushed away Shen Qingyao who was still clinging to him, and strode out.

"Quickly, come with me to Chengqian Palace!"

The emperor was in a state of panic, and his steps became somewhat unsteady.

Seeing this, Shen Qingyao was displeased, but dared not show it and quickly followed the emperor's steps.

Before even reaching Chengqian Palace, the emperor could see thick smoke billowing and flames shooting into the sky, which made him even more anxious.

"Quickly, put out the fire! You must rescue Consort Rong for me!" the emperor commanded loudly, his voice trembling slightly.

The palace servants obeyed the orders one by one. Some were busy fetching water to put out the fire, while others rushed into the fire in an attempt to find Consort Rong.

The emperor stood to the side, waiting anxiously, his eyes fixed on the fire, afraid of missing any clue.

Standing beside the emperor, Shen Qingyao was secretly delighted. As expected of Lanxin, she was reliable in her work. Now she only needed to wait quietly and watch Liang Qiuli turn to ashes in the fire.

However, just as she was secretly pleased with herself, the emperor suddenly saw a familiar figure in the fire.

His heart tightened suddenly, and he immediately snatched the bucket of water from the eunuch's hand, soaked his body, and then rushed into the sea of ​​fire without hesitation.

"Your Majesty...you must not!"

Shen Qingyao cried out in alarm, trying to stop them, but it was too late.

As the emperor's figure disappeared into the billowing smoke, a hint of panic flashed in Shen Qingyao's eyes.

She thought the fire would finally rid her of Liang Qiuli, her biggest worry, but she never expected the emperor to personally rush into the fire to save her.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Liang Qiuli struggled forward through the thick smoke, the intense heat of the flames almost consuming her.

She really went all out this time. After deliberately inducing Shen Qingyao to set Chengqian Palace on fire, she even made it look real by creating the illusion that she herself was trapped in the fire.

This was all to ensure that Shen Qingyao could never recover.

As expected, the emperor fell for the trap.

Liang Qiuli covered her mouth and nose tightly to minimize the inhalation of thick smoke.

"Li'er, I'm here! How are you?"

The emperor saw Liang Qiuli struggling in the thick smoke, and his heart tightened. He immediately rushed forward.