Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

Before Consort Tian could finish speaking, Granny Feng, who was standing beside her, covered her mouth and exclaimed:

"Oh dear, my lady, why are you having another episode of hysteria?"

As she spoke, she grabbed a wooden bucket from nearby and shoved it into Consort Tian's arms, deliberately speaking loudly:

"Look, isn't the little prince right here in your arms?"

Consort Tian was extremely anxious, but when she caught a glimpse of Su Qiu rushing into the east side room, her expression softened. She then picked up the wooden tub and began to shake it, muttering incantations:

"Oh, my son, don't cry, your mother is here."

The other concubines who had come to watch the commotion gathered nearby. Seeing Consort Tian's mad and foolish state, they all smirked and gloated:

"Look at her silly face. She usually acts all high and mighty and doesn't like to talk to people. It turns out she's like this in private."

"Sigh, so what if he comes from the Duke's family? He's still just like those other people. He'll go crazy eventually."

……

The women chattered away, but no one dared to get too close, fearing they might suddenly become violent.

Standing behind her sisters, Consort Cheng frowned slightly, her gaze turning somewhat strange as she looked at the master and servant in front of her.

Her room was closest to Consort Tian's. Although they rarely interacted, no one noticed that the other had this problem.

Moreover, Consort Tian had just called out "Your Highness" into the room.

Is it...

Thinking of this, Consort Cheng paused in her departure, but instead of turning away like the others, she stood quietly under the plum tree and watched.

On the other side, in the east side room.

Suqiu burst in from outside, soaking wet like a drowned rat. Seeing the baby lying on the bed, her heart finally settled down.

She hurriedly dragged a wooden box from the corner, opened it, stuffed a handkerchief into the child's mouth to gag him, and then put the child into the box.

"Crack--"

The flames had already begun to spread to the east side room, like a fire dragon, baring its fangs and claws. Suqiu only had time to grab a handful of jewelry and a few pieces of clothing from the cabinet to cover the child, close the wooden box, lift it up to protect herself, and then rush outside.

As the person left, the black cat under the bed was about to jump out of the window when it saw the open cabinet. Its eyes lit up, and a white light emanated from its body, like a bright star, directly gathering the valuables in the room into its space.

Well, it had just managed to gather a fragment in the last world, and was finally able to carve out a space of about two cubic meters within its body.

If it doesn't take these things out of the house, they'll just be burned anyway, so it's better to give them to it to do good deeds.

In the open space in the courtyard,

Consort Tian was so anxious that she kept stamping her feet, but she still had to hold the wooden bucket and smile foolishly. As time passed little by little, she could hardly control her facial expressions anymore.

Just as she was about to throw away the wooden bucket in her arms, she finally saw Suqiu rush out from inside carrying a small wooden box.

"Suqiu!"

Consort Tian's face lit up with joy, and she could no longer contain her emotions. She threw away the wooden bucket in her arms and stepped forward to hug the wooden box tightly.

"Suqiu risked her life to snatch it back from inside the house, so there must be some valuables in the box. Sister Xu, should we open it and check it?" Consort Cheng asked with concern.

Consort Tian's smile faltered slightly. Her already impatient nature was now no longer worth concealing. She rolled her eyes and pointed directly at the other woman's nose, cursing:

"Mind your own business. Do I need to consult you about what I do? Get the hell away from me. If you keep pretending to come closer, don't blame me for being impolite."

Consort Cheng blushed with embarrassment after being spoken to. She opened her mouth, but ultimately held back her anger and left with a flick of her sleeve.

Granny Feng, standing to the side, sighed helplessly. Noticing the palace maids and eunuchs around them glancing at them, she exchanged a glance with Su Qiu, who nodded slightly. Granny Feng then promptly lifted the wooden chest, revealing the clothes and jewelry inside, and exclaimed with delight:

"Your Highness, look, all these valuables are still here. I'll put them in the room across the street and keep watch over them. It's still early before dawn, so why don't you go and rest?"

As she spoke, Granny Feng quickly closed the wooden box, put it back in her arms, and placed it in a nearby empty house.

Consort Tian was just a bit straightforward, but not too stupid. She immediately raised her hand to yawn and led Suqiu into the room.

The fire in the west side hall was not large, and thanks to the timely extinguishing by the palace servants, the hall was still filled with choking smoke. When Zheng Da, the chief steward of the Cold Palace, heard the palace servants' report, a look of suspicion flashed across his face, but he suppressed his thoughts and only instructed people to clean up the mess before heading towards the Qianqing Palace alone.

……

"Your Majesty, everyone outside has left."

Seeing that the courtyard was quiet and there was no one in sight, Suqiu finally felt relieved and quickly turned back from the window.

Consort Tian, ​​who was lying on her side on the bed, heard this, pulled off the quilt, got up, and ran behind the screen with her skirt.

She asked anxiously, "Granny, is my son alright? Did he get choked by the smoke just now?"

At this moment, Granny Feng was sitting on a small stool, with the baby in her arms wrapped in a cotton quilt. The baby's mouth was slightly open, swallowing the warm water that was fed to him little by little.

Consort Tian's heart melted at the sight of the child's adorable appearance. She immediately pulled the child into her arms, pressing her face against his and showering him with kisses.

However, Granny Feng, standing to the side, said with a worried expression:

"Your Majesty, tonight's fire burned most of our belongings to the ground, and now we don't even have the millet to feed the little prince."

Suqiu chimed in, "The charcoal for this month has run out, and the weather is getting colder and colder. It's tough on our little prince."

When Consort Tian heard Suqiu's voice, her mind, which had been preoccupied with her son, finally came back to its senses.

She stared at Suqiu intently, examining her from head to toe, and said with concern, "Good Qiu'er, it's all thanks to you for risking your life to rescue the prince. Don't worry, when the prince grows up, I will tell him to repay your kindness properly."

After saying this, Consort Tian noticed that Su Qiu had burn marks on her forehead and wrists. She was anxious and quickly ordered Granny Feng to take out the ointment that Eunuch Zheng had brought earlier and carefully apply it to her.

Suqiu was originally a servant born into the Duke's household and had grown up with Consort Tian since childhood. Her loyalty was beyond question. Seeing Consort Tian's tearful appearance, she disregarded her own feelings and quickly comforted her:

"Your Majesty, I am fine. The most important thing right now is the young prince's matter."

In the three women's "memories," after Consort Tian was banished to the Cold Palace and discovered that she was indeed pregnant, she had revealed this to the outside world, but because she had lied before, naturally no one believed her.

At that time, they heard that the little princess Zhao Pin had just given birth to had died inexplicably. The three of them, mistress and servant, were so frightened that they immediately shut up, fearing that the fetus in their wombs would also be harmed inexplicably.

Consort Tian looked at the infant still in swaddling clothes and said with deep concern:

“Since His Majesty ascended the throne, in the past twenty years, some women in the harem have given birth to imperial sons, but none of them have lived long. My son has finally made it to five months. We should wait until he is a little older before revealing the news.”

They had no idea that it was all because the emperor's offspring were not good, so they naturally assumed it was due to fierce infighting in the harem. At this moment, they were all worried and fearful, huddled together sighing and lamenting, just like a group of ants on a hot pan.

After a while, Granny Feng suggested, "Your Highness, why don't we ask the Duke for help? He has always been the one who dotes on you the most. Even if he was angry with you before, he should have calmed down by now."

In reality, the Duke only scolded her harshly. If it weren't for his approval, who in the manor would dare to provide financial assistance to his mistress from time to time?

Moreover, in this cold palace where food and clothing are scarce, if it weren't for the Duke's mansion protecting them, how could they have lived so easily?

Consort Tian pondered for a long time, but had no other choice. She straightened up, walked to the table, picked up a pen, wrote a letter for help, and handed it to Suqiu.

She instructed, "Tomorrow morning, you must personally deliver the letter to Little Li, who delivers the meals."

This person had some connection with the Xu family. He was specially arranged by the Duke's Mansion to take care of Consort Tian in the Cold Palace. Whenever Consort Tian needed anything, she would have this person bring it in.

As for the head eunuch Feng, he's easy to deal with. As long as the money is there, he'll turn a blind eye.

So, the next morning.

The Duke of Liguo's mansion received a secret letter from the palace, which shocked all the masters so much that they didn't even eat and immediately gathered in the study to discuss matters...