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

"You...you are simply..."

Shen Shu was so angry that his face turned red, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence no matter how long he tried.

"Anyway, I will never marry you, so give up on that idea."

Finally, Shen Shu left with those words, turned around, and left without looking back.

As Liang Qiuli watched Shen Shuyi's resolute departure, she suddenly caught a glimpse of two figures reflected in the rockery not far away.

Liang Qiuli smiled slightly, an idea forming in her mind. This time, she was going to do something different.

"Miss, Young Master Shen has already said that, how can you still laugh? What if he really tells the Empress Dowager that he won't marry you? What will you do then?"

Zhu Lu saw that Liang Qiuli was not angry at all, but instead smiled, looking worried.

As for Liang Qiuli's speaking style being so different from the original owner's, Zhulu didn't doubt it, assuming that her young lady was just angry and spoke without thinking.

"He doesn't want to marry me, and I don't want to marry him either!"

Although Liang Qiuli appeared to be completely unconcerned, her words sounded like she was just saying things out of anger.

"Miss, you're saying things in anger again."

Zhu Lu sighed. She had followed her young mistress all the way from Jiangnan to the capital. She knew perfectly well how her young mistress had come to love Young Master Shen. Now that her young mistress said she didn't want to marry, it was definitely just something she said in anger.

"Besides, this is the Prince Duan's residence. If someone hears that you are unhappy about the marriage, it might displease the Dowager Consort and the others."

Zhu Lu was also very worried about Liang Qiuli.

When Liang Qiuli discovered that the two people behind the artificial hill hadn't left, she continued talking, and she spoke with genuine emotion, her eyes even reddening.

“Zhulu, I’m feeling unwell. There’s no one else here, so I just wanted to say something. Is that not allowed? Back when Father was alive…”

Seeing this, Zhulu felt sorry for her and quickly handed her a handkerchief to wipe away her tears.

My young lady is also unfortunate. When the master was still alive, she had never suffered such injustice.

But now that the master and mistress are gone, Zhulu naturally has to protect her young lady more.

“Miss, Zhulu will always be by your side. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell Zhulu.”

Liang Qiuli felt a pang of pain in her heart when she thought of how Zhulu had protected her and shielded her from several lashes when the original owner was whipped to death by Yan Li.

There was no need to act; the tears just started falling.

Zhu Lu offered her a lot of comforting words before Liang Qiuli finally stopped crying.

Liang Qiuli watched as the two figures behind the artificial hill moved slightly. Realizing that she hadn't gone too far the first time, she looked away and turned to Zhulu.

"Let's not talk about this anymore, Zhulu, accompany me for another walk."

She had no choice in the previous tasks, but this time, before the incident happened, she has a chance to choose again.

Since she was going to be a concubine anyway, she had to choose one of high status.

After thinking it over, Liang Qiuli finally chose Prince Duan. Coincidentally, he overheard her conversation with Shen Shu, so she went with the flow.

"interesting."

Prince Duan watched Liang Qiuli and her maid walk away, a playful smile playing on his lips.

Liang Qiuli has been at the Prince Duan's residence for three months, and although he is her future father-in-law, they have only met a few times.

Moreover, during their previous meetings, she would simply bow respectfully and sit quietly to the side, mostly focusing her gaze on his son, Shen Shu.

But she seemed a little different today.

His words were sharp and his expression vivid. He said that it was impossible for someone like Liang Yu to raise such a rigid and proper daughter.

He does resemble Liang Yu quite a bit!

But after Shen Shu left, upon hearing Liang Qiuli's words and hearing her sobbing, he couldn't help but frown again.

She still had the mindset of a young girl, but he softened his heart.

She is the future daughter-in-law he has chosen, and he cannot allow her to suffer any injustice. It seems necessary to have a serious talk with Shen Shu about this matter.

"Your Highness, what did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

Qian Youqian, the eunuch following behind him, saw that Prince Duan seemed to have said something, so he quickly leaned over to ask.

"It's alright, let's go back too. Go tell the eldest young master to remember to come to my study after dinner."

After saying this, Prince Duan walked in the opposite direction from Liang Qiuli and the others.

Qian Youqian quickly followed, it seemed that there were still uncertainties regarding the eldest son's marriage.

After all, neither side seemed satisfied with the marriage.

……

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

Prince Duan looked at Liang Qiuli, who was dressed in a red wedding gown and covered with a red veil, and bowed to him, feeling a sense of unreality.

However, his emotions did not affect the course of the ceremony.

"Couple greetings!"

The master of ceremonies continued to call out.

But in the blink of an eye, Prince Duan appeared opposite Liang Qiuli, and he was stunned for a moment.

What's happening here?

Shouldn't he be sitting in the high hall?

Why did you come here?

Liang Qiuli's lips curled slightly beneath the veil. This time, she had spent a lot of points and effort to win over Prince Duan, putting on such a grand show.

As Prince Duan hesitated, the surrounding scenery began to change, and the original bustling crowd gradually disappeared.

He seemed to appear in a bridal chamber decorated with the character for "happiness" and covered with bright red bedding.

He stood by the bed.

Liang Qiuli, who was covered with a red veil, went from standing to sitting on the bed.

What exactly is going on?

Someone slipped a wedding scale into his hand, and his hand unconsciously lifted Liang Qiuli's veil.

As the veil was slowly lifted, Prince Duan tried desperately to see the scene before him.

Suddenly, when he opened his eyes, he saw the gray-blue gauze curtains of his bedroom.

Was that all a dream?

"Your Highness, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Hearing a noise inside, Qian Youqian hurriedly pushed the door open and came in. He saw Prince Duan sitting on the edge of the bed, covered in cold sweat, and quickly asked him what was wrong.

Prince Duan was panting heavily, trying to calm his wildly beating heart.

She also tried to banish the increasingly vivid image of her wedding from her mind.

"nothing."

He shook his head. Such a secret dream about becoming his future daughter-in-law and groom was something he couldn't just tell anyone, not even a eunuch who had grown up with him.

"Qian, what time is it now?"

"Your Highness, it's not yet dawn," Qian Youqian replied.

"Please rest for a while; it's still early for court."

"Well, you go down first."

After Prince Duan chased the people away, he lay back down on the bed, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of the wedding flashed through his mind.

He had no choice but to get up and walk to the bedside to think about why he had such a dream.

Could it be because of yesterday?

"Once Liang's mourning period is over, it's time to start making arrangements for your marriage."

He let the morning breeze outside the window dispel the heat in his heart.

……

Liang Qiuli, on the other hand, slowly woke up.

She didn't waste those points; the dream she had was truly real. I'm afraid even Prince Duan is starting to doubt himself now.

"Miss, you're awake. I'll help you wash up. We still need to pay our respects to the Imperial Concubine today."

Liang Qiuli responded, looked at the morning light outside the window, and sat up. She was afraid that today's greetings would not be peaceful.