Quick Transmigration: The main focus is on speed.

"Drop a few into that tea!" Tangyuan instructed the monkey. The monkey held the pills in its hand, aiming with one eye open and one eye closed. The pills fell into the tea one after another, splashing a little water, but it did not attract the attention of others.

"Quick, the dog emperor is yawning, throw it in." The elephant's trunk rolled up the small porcelain bottle and poured all the pills in at once.

The yawn stopped abruptly. "Ah, ah!" The emperor stared wide-eyed at the chief eunuch, Zhou Fuhai, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Imperial Physician, please summon the Imperial Physician!" Zhou Fuhai stepped forward and, finding that the Emperor's mouth was no match for the Emperor's, hurriedly shouted towards the outside of the hall.

The elephant looked at the porcelain vase, then at the glutinous rice balls, and seemed somewhat at a loss.

"What are you all standing there for? While his hook is down, pour a few more bottles." Tangyuan waved her hand, and the other seven animals lined up to hand the porcelain bottles to the elephant.

The young emperor thought it was because he couldn't close his mouth that he kept swallowing saliva.

They thought they would have to cooperate wholeheartedly to feed these fertility pills, but they didn't expect that this dog emperor would be so cooperative. He even managed to knock off the hook while yawning, which saved them some effort.

Since Consort Yu became pregnant, good news kept coming from the harem. From the Empress to the concubines, everyone in the harem was pregnant, totaling twenty-eight women.

Such a prosperous era made the emperor beam with joy. He was refreshed and energetic every day when he went to court, wishing he could have the words "I am great" engraved on his face so that his ministers could see it whenever they looked up.

Even when court officials presented their memorials, the emperor would occasionally remark, "How did you know that all my concubines in the harem are pregnant?"

They already have an eldest son, but the royal family will not complain about having too few children, unless they are all princesses.

As the emperor brought it up more and more often, the court officials gradually realized that His Majesty meant for them to petition for a selection of concubines.

"Your Majesty is wise, but the foundation of the nation lies in its offspring. The number of concubines in the palace is limited, which may be detrimental to the succession. Only by selecting talented women to fill the harem can we attract virtuous women to ensure the continuation of the royal line and the eternal stability of our dynasty."

After saying this, the minister blushed. In truth, every word he said was a lie, but having no other words to say, he could only offer this as a starting point.

"Your Majesty, the selection of imperial concubines is an act to demonstrate the imperial power of our dynasty. Throughout the land, women consider it an honor to enter the palace to serve Your Majesty. Moreover, many women possess talents, and after entering the palace through the selection, the culture of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, poetry and prose in the palace will flourish even more."

"It is truly a wonderful thing that Your Majesty, being there, can also find it pleasing to the eye."

...Those who are standing here are not fools. Seeing that the emperor is getting happier and happier as he listens, with the corners of his mouth curving wider, they all stepped forward to plead with the emperor to hold a talent selection for the sake of the country.

The selection process was held, and the women entered the palace. However, just over a month later, good news kept coming from the harem. Before the emperor could even remember any of the ten newly entered women, they were all pregnant.

The emperor was worried, the newly arrived concubines were worried, and the elderly women who were several months pregnant were also worried. Only the ministers of the previous dynasty were overjoyed, waiting only to petition for a selection of concubines as soon as they went to court.

Last time, the two initial approvals resulted in a level up, but this time...

"Your Majesty, from now on all the concubines in the palace will be pregnant. This is a great joy for our dynasty, which shows that Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune."

However, the continuation of the royal bloodline is a matter of national importance, and it is not just about temporary prosperity, but also requires long-term consideration.

Although they are all currently pregnant, a sufficient number of offspring is still needed to ensure that our dynasty has many capable candidates for the future crown prince. Furthermore, pregnancy is often unpredictable; if we could take this opportunity to hold a selection of consorts and bring women from virtuous families into the palace, we could continuously add new blood to the royal family, making our dynasty's foundation more stable, ensuring lasting peace and prosperity for generations to come.

Now there are nearly forty pregnant women in the harem, and I don't know where this old scoundrel gets the nerve to say it's not enough.

"Your Majesty, since ancient times, the royal family has always hoped for many children and many blessings."

Although all the concubines in the harem are now pregnant, the large number of royal offspring is what truly demonstrates the prosperity and strength of our dynasty.

The imperial selection process will allow more virtuous and talented women to serve His Majesty and produce more outstanding offspring for the royal family.

In this way, not only will His Majesty be able to enjoy the happiness of family life, but our dynasty will also have successors and be better able to deal with various variables.

We humbly request Your Majesty's permission to hold a selection of candidates, in accordance with the will of Heaven and the people.

Look at these two, they're clearly well-prepared. They've got a whole repertoire of clever phrases, and they sound much better than last time.

The emperor was just waiting for someone to make an offer, and upon hearing this, he waved his hand, signaling the start of a new round of talent selection.

The talent show had just ended when Consort Yu went into labor and, after a day and a night of struggle, gave birth to a princess.

The emperor looked at the princess in the pink swaddling clothes, but he was not disappointed. He thought that there were still thirty-seven pregnant concubines, so surely more than half of them would be princes.

He was pleased that Consort Yu had made a good start, so he promoted her to the rank of Jieyu, with the investiture ceremony to be held after the eldest princess's one-month birthday.

From that day on, every day just as the emperor finished reviewing memorials and was about to visit the new concubine, he would be interrupted by good news and sit there for several hours.

In just fifteen days, fifteen princesses had been born, and not a single one of them was a prince.

Looking at the eunuch who came to deliver the news, the emperor really wanted to say, "What use is it to come to me when you're having a baby, instead of the imperial physician and midwife!"

But when he saw that the person who came was the chief eunuch of the Empress, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

After all, the Empress and the Emperor were childhood sweethearts and had feelings for each other. She was also the only one who gave birth to a healthy prince. Logically and emotionally, the Emperor would not choose to abandon the Empress who had given birth and favor a new concubine.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty has arrived!" The palace maid Fang Ruo had been waiting at the entrance of Fengqi Palace, her expression anxious as she kept glancing towards the direction of the Imperial Study. Then, she looked back with worry, and finally saw the Emperor's palanquin in the distance. She rushed to the bedside in the delivery room and called out.

"I am here, Zitong, do not be afraid."

"Your Majesty, if I give birth to a daughter, we will have both a son and a daughter..." The Empress already knew the gender of the child in her womb, but she did not expect that the children ahead of her in the line of births would all be princesses. Considering that her daughter was still not born and that the line of births had already reached the age of sixteen, the Empress was really afraid that the Emperor would not like her daughter, so she came up with this plan.

"Of course, of course, this is the princess born of my and Zitong's legitimate children, so she is naturally different from other princesses." Although he said this, the emperor actually hoped that she would give birth to a prince. Of course, if the empress gave birth to a princess, he couldn't say anything, right? After all, a legitimate princess is different from other princesses, and now he only has one prince, the eldest prince.

"Ah!" With the Emperor's assurance, the Empress pushed hard, and the sixteenth princess was born smoothly.

It seems that ever since the second princess, all the princesses have been born very smoothly. However, in order to win the emperor's favor, the concubines would tacitly inform the emperor in advance and put on an act after the emperor arrived.

"So lovely and adorable, shall we call her Jia Ning?" In truth, looking at the sleeping sixteenth prince, the emperor could only describe her as Ning.

"Jianing?" The Empress repeated the name, finding it increasingly pleasing to the ear, and quickly began to flatter the Emperor.

Qi Yuan floated in the air, confirming that the person who was fast asleep and who could only cry once before closing her eyes and falling asleep after being spanked was her mother. Only then did she return to her space, satisfied.

In her previous life, Qi Jianing was just an ordinary merchant's daughter, not even the daughter of a wealthy merchant. Her family only ran a small shop, and due to her father's connections, she was betrothed to the Qin family from a young age.

Unexpectedly, Qin's father passed away in an accident, leaving only Qin's mother and young Qin Shou to struggle to support the family.

Therefore, the Qi family covered Qin Shou's tuition fees and did everything they could to support his education.

When Qin Shou passed the imperial examination, he had already come of age and married Qi Jianing. After their marriage, Qi Jianing devoted herself to her husband's family. In the second month after their marriage, she was found to be pregnant, which was a sign of good fortune. Nine months later, she gave birth to her legitimate son.

What did Qin Shou say back then? He said Qi Jianing was a virtuous wife, and that she was very fortunate...

Later, Qin Shou became the top scholar in the imperial examination and was chosen by the eldest princess to be her husband. Qi Jianing was demoted from wife to concubine, and the original owner of the body naturally went from being a legitimate son to an illegitimate son. Afterwards, he suffered ridicule and abuse from many people.

"The concubine's child from the princess's residence..."

"She can't even keep a man; she deserves to be snatched up by the princess..."

Whether it was the original owner or Qi Jianing, they would always hear such words. Later, because the eldest princess Qi Ruyan was unable to give birth to a legitimate son for a long time, the original owner and Qi Jianing died unexpectedly one after another. Even after their deaths, they were still ridiculed for having a son born to a concubine and for being weak.

So, Qi Yuan arrived ahead of schedule, changing everyone's fate. Wasn't he mocking his mother's cowardice? This time, the princess has enough. I just wonder if those gossipy women will dare to beat the petition drum when the princess marries and they are demoted from wives to concubines.

And what about those who once mocked the original owner? When they themselves fall from being legitimate sons to having children as concubines, will they feel ashamed to the point of deserving to die?

In the following months, princesses were born one after another in the palace, but not a single prince was born. This caused the emperor to fall into deep thought, feeling that he was cursed and that he could not be blamed. So he vented his anger on Consort Yu.

Because she gave birth to twenty-eight princesses in a row, the full-month-old conferment ceremony naturally fell through, and Consort Yu remained Consort Yu.

Consort Yu, confined to the Cold Palace, did not know why she was in this state, but she always felt that her fate should not be like this. However, she could not explain what should have happened, but she was certain that she would not be starving and freezing in the Cold Palace.

Looking at the innocent princess in her arms, Yu Meiren felt for the first time how repulsive her daughter was.

Yu Meiren slowly raised her hand and placed it under the baby's neck. Only then did she realize that she could easily end the baby's life with just two fingers. As her fingers withdrew, the sleeping Qi Ruyan felt uncomfortable, opened her eyes, and cried out loudly, attracting the attention of the concubines in the Cold Palace.

Although the imperial concubines had gone mad, their obsession with the child remained strong. Seeing that the baby girl in the swaddling clothes was about to be strangled, they gradually came to their senses and rushed forward to snatch the swaddling clothes from Consort Yu's hands.

Yu Meiren also injured her hands and feet during the competition.

"Don't cry, don't cry..." Once they were sure the baby was alright, the concubines' minds gradually became muddled again. They could only anxiously shout "Don't cry," but they didn't know what to do.

Fourteen years later, in the Phoenix Palace, the Empress was whispering sweet nothings to Qi Jianing, who was about to come of age.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! His Highness the Crown Prince... he..." The little eunuch was breathless, his face filled with fear. Remembering the imperial physician's diagnosis, he really didn't want to tell the truth, but...

"What happened to my brother? Tell me quickly, Xia Zi!" As soon as Qi Jianing heard that her Crown Prince brother was in trouble, she immediately stood up. Seeing Xia Zi with a pained expression and not saying a word, she took off running towards the East Palace. She was completely unlike her usual lazy self who would rather sit than stand or lie down than sit.

"Hey? What's your mother muttering about?" Tangyuan floated in mid-air, poking Qi Yuan with a face full of curiosity.

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, I beg the gods to grant my wish! Please save my brother, the Crown Prince! I still want to show off the Princess's power and be surrounded by handsome men in the future..."

She truly lives up to her reputation as Qi Yuan's future mother; her thoughts are exactly the same as Qi Yuan's.

"What should we do? The Crown Prince has already drunk the Meng Po soup, so there's no way we can bring him back now. I thought your mother would be strong enough to be an empress, but who would have thought she'd be so clueless, only wanting to be a princess who's good at maintaining appearances?" Tangyuan sighed.

Qi Jianing stopped muttering to herself the whole way. When she arrived at the East Palace, it was quiet. Qi Jianing rushed in and saw the Crown Prince who had been dead for a long time, as well as a group of servants and imperial physicians kneeling on the ground.

"Crown Prince Brother!" Qi Jianing rushed over, and the servants did not dare to stop her. Then Qi Yuan heard his mother say, "Son, I know you've caused trouble. I don't want to have any more children in this life. How about you be my older brother? I really can't handle your Empress script. Consider it your way of being filial to me, okay?"