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

The Dowager first sent someone to inquire about Shen Shu.

"Not back yet?"

Shen Shu's heart skipped a beat. Could something really have happened?

"Young Master, if you know anything, please tell me so that the servants can go and find it."

The person who came to ask the question was Granny Jiang, who was by the side of the Dowager Consort. While speaking, she glanced at Yan Li, who was being protected behind Shen Shu.

Yan Li felt a little guilty under Jiang Mama's gaze, but even her brother Shu didn't know about her and Shen Qin's plan.

Liang Qiuli's disappearance is all due to her own bad luck.

Shen Shu sensed that Yan Li behind him was a little scared and tugged at his sleeve. He was worried that his grandmother would make things difficult for Yan Li again, so he said.

"I don't know. After we parted, she only said she was going out for a walk, but didn't say where she was going. Later, I also sent guards with her. She should be fine. I guess she went to find a place to take shelter from the rain."

Shen Shu was somewhat worried when he recalled the scene of Liang Qiuli startling the horse, but if he told the truth now, Yan Li would probably be punished again.

Granny Jiang narrowed her eyes slightly. She was just a servant, and there were some things she couldn't ask too many questions about, but she always felt that something was wrong with this matter.

"Her Highness the Imperial Concubine is waiting for my reply, so I will take my leave now."

Unable to obtain any useful information from Shen Shu, the Empress Dowager had no choice but to send people to search the entire mountain.

Inside the cave.

After Liang Qiuli drifted off to sleep, she kept muttering to herself.

“Brother Rui…”

Upon hearing this familiar address, Prince Duan trembled and almost immediately moved closer.

He wanted to know what Liang Qiuli's attitude was towards the man in her dream, and whether it was the same as his.

But Prince Duan's excitement was in vain; Liang Qiuli only murmured softly and then fell silent.

Prince Duan stepped back slightly and stood there quietly, staring blankly at Liang Qiuli's sleeping face. He raised his hand to tidy Liang Qiuli's hair, but felt that his hand was burning hot.

His heart tightened again.

Could it be that he caught a fever from being caught in the rain?

He quickly placed his hand on Liang Qiuli's forehead, only to find that her forehead and cheeks were burning hot.

When I touched her body again, I found that her soaked clothes felt cold.

He felt remorseful, knowing full well that she had been caught in the rain, yet he had let her fall asleep in her wet clothes.

"Dew...I...feel unwell, hot..."

This time, Liang Qiuli wasn't faking it; she genuinely let herself get a fever, and her first instinct was to call out for Zhulu.

Prince Duan looked outside and saw that the rain was still continuing, so he knew he couldn't leave anytime soon and had no choice but to steel himself.

He had already made up his mind that Liang Qiuli could only be his woman.

"I'm here, Qiuli, let's change our clothes."

Prince Duan's voice was deep and gentle, and since she was in a dream, the familiarity made her murmur softly again.

"Brother Rui... isn't feeling well..."

"Well, I'm here."

Prince Duan, Liang Qiuli, recognized her and felt a warmth in her heart, but now was not the time to talk about such things.

He gently and carefully untied Liang Qiuli's soaked clothes.

Despite being a seasoned veteran, Prince Duan still didn't know where to look when faced with someone like Liang Qiuli.

He looked at that smooth, delicate skin, feeling somewhat distracted. He then forced himself to look elsewhere, which allowed him to breathe a little easier.

Just then, Liang Qiuli shifted uncomfortably, and Prince Duan's hand happened to touch a place he shouldn't have.

hiss……

Like being electrocuted...

The soft touch in his hand made him begin to lose control.

Prince Duan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Although Liang Qiuli had a fever, she was still somewhat conscious and knew that they couldn't continue playing around.

Otherwise, if something really happens, she will be the one who suffers. It's better to leave it at that and let Prince Duan keep thinking about her.

Prince Duan's men continued their work, and Liang Qiuli's wet clothes were all removed.

Having nothing else to keep warm, Prince Duan could only give Liang Qiuli his own undergarment to wear.

Then he pulled Liang Qiuli into his arms, using his own body heat to keep her warm.

……

The rain stopped.

"Miss Liang..."

"Miss Liang, where are you?"

Prince Duan felt Liang Qiuli's body temperature slowly rising, and her forehead was no longer so hot. Then he heard hurried footsteps and shouts outside.

I thought to myself.

Finally, someone came looking for us.

But Liang Qiuli was clearly not in a good state to be seen by people, so he could only let her lean back against the stone wall.

He put on his slightly damp outer robe and took the lead in walking outside.

"Someone come here! Over here!"

He shouted in the direction the sound came from. The guards were surprised to hear that it was Prince Duan's voice. Shouldn't Prince Duan still be on his way back to the capital?

How did they end up in the hunting grounds?

However, these were not matters for the guards to discuss.

"See you, Your Majesty."

"No need for formalities, the person you are looking for is inside."

You all wait outside, and send someone to fetch her maid.

Prince Duan appeared calm on the surface, but was inwardly burning with anxiety.

"Yes."

Not long after the guards left, Zhulu came running over.

Seeing that Prince Duan was also puzzled, she quickly suppressed her doubts and asked instead.

"Your Highness, where is my young lady?"

“She’s inside and got rained on. Go get her some dry clothes to change into.”

Upon hearing this, Zhu Lu felt a pang of anxiety and, without delay, quickly ran to the carriage to retrieve a set of Liang Qiuli's dry clothes before running into the cave.

Zhu Lu saw that Liang Qiuli was wearing an inappropriate undergarment and her wet hair was messily hanging in front of her forehead, so she rushed over anxiously.

"Miss!"

"Zhulu is here. I'm fine. Let me change my clothes and we'll go back."

Hearing familiar footsteps, Liang Qiuli opened her eyes and saw that Zhu Lu was about to cry, so she quickly comforted her.

Without hesitation, Zhulu quickly helped her remove her undergarment and put on clean clothes.

After changing her clothes, Zhu Lu helped Liang Qiuli, whose face was somewhat pale, out of the cave and into a carriage parked outside.

Liang Qiuli returned to her residence near the hunting grounds. After being examined by the imperial physician, she took the medicine and fell into a deep sleep.

……

"What exactly happened? How did you end up with Qiu Li?"

When the Dowager Consort heard the news that Liang Qiuli had been found, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when she learned that Prince Duan was also there, her eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

Now, seeing Prince Duan standing before her in neat clothes, she looked at him with a serious expression.

"If I said it was a coincidence, would Mother believe me?"

Prince Duan wanted to say something to ease the tension, since he was about to say something and was afraid his mother might not be able to accept it for a while.

But the Dowager Consort wasn't buying it. She had just been wondering why the Emperor would issue an edict to cancel Liang Qiuli and Shen Shu's marriage at this time, and now she guessed it was probably related to the son in front of her.

“To be serious, your mother has seen a lot of things, so you don’t need to hide anything from her.”

The Empress Dowager glared at him, and some suspicions began to form in her mind.

impossible?

He and Liang Qiuli are from different generations!

"Your Majesty, I am in love with Qiu Li and humbly request that you grant my wish."

Prince Duan no longer hid anything. Since Liang Qiuli and Shen Shu were no longer related, he revealed his thoughts.