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

"Brother Shu, I..."

Just as Yan Li was about to explain, Shen Shu grabbed her and hugged her tightly.

"Li'er, don't go. Stay in the courtyard these days and apologize when your father's anger subsides. As for my mother, she's just having trouble accepting you right now, but she'll gradually come to accept you."

Feeling Shen Shu's embrace, Yan Li pondered for a moment and decided to take the opportunity to back down.

"Yes, I'll listen to Brother Shu."

She nodded gently, her voice even carrying a hint of coquettishness that she didn't usually display.

"But as for Liang Qiuli, you need to cancel your engagement with her immediately!"

Yan Li was most concerned about this matter. Although she and Brother Shu were in love, their relationship was not legitimate and could easily be used against them.

Therefore, she needs to get Brother Shu to break off his relationship with Liang Qiuli as soon as possible so that she can feel at ease.

Ideally, Liang Qiuli, this orphan, should be completely driven out of the Duan Prince's mansion, so that she will never have the chance to get close to Brother Shu again.

"it is good."

Shen Shu naturally couldn't refuse.

After exchanging sweet words, the two finished their dinner together before Shen Shu left.

……

Dream.

Prince Duan opened his eyes and saw the familiar courtyard layout. He smiled slightly, realizing that today's dream was connected to his previous one.

He turned around and saw Liang Qiuli sitting quietly at the table, writing and drawing.

And just then, a beam of light shone through the half-open window onto her, and in Prince Duan's eyes, Liang Qiuli seemed to be glowing, her beauty beyond compare.

He followed his heart and pushed open the study door.

"The teacher is here? Come and see how my painting is today!"

Unlike last time, Liang Qiuli did not show any resistance to Prince Duan; instead, she acted as if nothing was wrong.

She beckoned to Prince Duan to come over.

Prince Duan coughed lightly, his heart filled with joy. He hadn't expected Liang Qiuli to be so proactive in this dream. He tiptoed to her side.

Look closely at the painting.

The view of the small bridges and flowing water of Jiangnan comes into view, with distant mountains appearing and disappearing in the distance, like a delicate and exquisite painting.

"Good drawing, you've improved."

Prince Duan commented that if he weren't in a dream, he would feel that his identity as a painter was somewhat superfluous.

However, after seeing many paintings by famous artists, he still pointed out a few problems.

"Come here, this way..."

As Prince Duan spoke, he directly grasped Liang Qiuli's hand, wanting to help her add a few strokes.

Although it was a dream, the touch felt incredibly real. Prince Duan felt that Liang Qiuli's hands were soft and delicate, like a piece of fine silk, making them irresistible.

Liang Qiuli glanced at Prince Duan beside her. Seeing his focused expression on the painting, she was afraid she would have been fooled by his appearance if she didn't know his thoughts.

She pretended to be shy and tried to pull her hand back, but Prince Duan held it tightly and whispered something.

"Don't move, let me continue to make changes for you."

As Prince Duan watched Liang Qiuli's cheeks flush slightly, her eyes filled with a hint of shyness and unease, his heart felt as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples to spread.

"Ah."

Liang Qiuli responded softly and did not struggle anymore. She turned her gaze back to the painting and let Prince Duan hold her hand as he carefully painted on the scroll.

However, Prince Duan's mind was not entirely on the painting. He would occasionally glance down at Liang Qiuli and find her serious expression quite adorable.

"Teacher, where are you from? Have you ever been to Jiangnan?"

Liang Qiuli's sudden question interrupted Prince Duan's thoughts. Without much thought, he immediately answered.

"I am from the capital, as for Jiangnan, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Prince Duan realized that the little girl couldn't see his face clearly in her dream, and that he was trying to trick her into revealing information.

He was immediately struck by a sense of wonder; this little girl was quite clever.

During the day, she would try to get information out of him, such as whether her father knew anyone skilled in painting, and even in her dreams, she would subtly probe his background.

Prince Duan would naturally not let Liang Qiuli know his identity at this time, otherwise their relationship in the dream would not be so intimate.

He prefers the current feeling between them—a mutual respect, yet also a sense of testing each other.

So he paused slightly, then slowly began to speak.

“I have been to Jiangnan, and that’s where I met your father.”

"I see……"

Liang Qiuli listened to Prince Duan's ramblings, but she didn't expose him. That was what made it interesting, so that Prince Duan would fall deeper and deeper into her affections.

Prince Duan wanted to say something more to gain Liang Qiuli's trust, but before he could speak, the scene became increasingly blurry.

He woke up again.

Prince Duan looked at his bed curtains, recalling Liang Qiuli's various little expressions and actions in his dream.

But he felt that this dream was more detailed and more realistic than the previous ones.

But even though it's over, he still feels a bit unsatisfied.

……

Liang Qiuli didn't care about anything else. Once the dream ended, she had a good night's sleep again.

Nothing major happened this morning, so she was able to sleep in, a rare occurrence, until the sun was high in the sky.

"It's almost 9 AM, why is your master still sleeping? Is this how the Liang family raises their daughters?"

Shen Qin went to Xishan Temple to pray for blessings some time ago and only returned early this morning. As soon as she heard about what happened a couple of days ago, she rushed to Liang Qiuli's courtyard.

And by sheer coincidence, they caught Liang Qiuli sleeping in late, so they had to teach her a lesson.

She had always favored Yan Li and her elder brother Shen Shu. As for Liang Qiuli from Jiangnan, she was better than her in every aspect of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

And that other face was even prettier than hers, and she was favored by her grandmother, which made her very resentful.

If Liang Qiuli marries her older brother, then she will have to live in her shadow all the time.

She absolutely will not allow such a thing to happen!

"Go and invite that person outside to sit in the side hall. I'll be right there."

Liang Qiuli frowned slightly upon hearing this, but now was not the time to lash out. She gave instructions to Zhu Lu, who had just entered the room.

Zhu Lu couldn't help but feel sorry for her young mistress.

“Miss, this Miss Shen doesn’t seem to have any good intentions. You’re so kind-hearted, please ask her to sit in the side hall. Or I’ll go and ask her to leave.”

Liang Qiuli gave Zhu Lu a reassuring look. She knew that Shen Qin had ill intentions, but she was not the original owner of this body, so Shen Qin would not get away with it.

"Go ahead, I have my own plans."

Although Zhu Lu was somewhat reluctant, she did as she was told.