Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

Zhao Keyan suddenly felt dizzy and disoriented, as if all her strength had been drained from her body, and she almost fell to the ground.

She quickly grabbed the shelf next to her and hurriedly looked at the control panel.

However, the column marked as Qin Wang Shao Jin Heng saw its favorability rating plummet like a runaway horse, eventually reaching -100.

"System, what's going on?"

Zhao Keyan screamed inwardly. She had spent five whole years winning over this target. Even if she was thrown into a temple, her favorability rating shouldn't have dropped completely in just a few days, right?

"Negative 100? They're trying to kill me."

Zhao Keyan collapsed to the ground, pounding the floor in anger: "You dog of a man, I went through all the trouble of giving birth to your son, and this is how you treat me?"

"System, please help me find out what happened!"

It's impossible for the other party to hate you for no reason, right?

The system is currently at a loss.

It survives by seizing luck, and it had already consumed most of its luck points in order to exchange various items for its host. Now it dares not waste them on the other party.

Upon hearing Zhao Keyan's call, the system's voice paused briefly before continuing:

"Sorry, there are no luck points available, and the system is unable to monitor what is happening in the Prince's mansion. We suggest that the host try to escape first."

"Ha, escape?"

Zhao Keyan huddled in the corner, trembling, pointing at the figures standing outside with a look of terror on her face. Her voice trembled as she said, "How am I supposed to escape in this situation?"

She's focused all her skill points on seducing men. Does she expect her to go out shirtless and seduce old women?

Zhao Keyan was also extremely flustered. She unconsciously bit her nails and searched through her space for usable items. Suddenly, she saw the poison and cards that she hadn't used before. She paused for a moment, then excitedly stood up.

She looked around, about to pour tea to add the drug, when she saw the table she had overturned earlier. Annoyed, she slapped herself and quickly ran to the door, banging on it.

"Someone, I need some water."

"Did you hear me? I said I want water."

Unfortunately, even though she shouted until her mouth was dry, the people outside seemed deaf and ignored her completely.

Seeing this, Zhao Keyan simply grabbed a chair and smashed it directly onto the wooden board.

With her life hanging in the balance, she no longer cared whether her actions would reach the palace and displease the powerful figures above her.

"bang bang bang-"

The sturdy wooden chair slammed against the door, creating a large hole in it in just a few breaths.

The old women outside were also surprised by her madness and couldn't make up their minds, so they simply asked the leader, Granny Zeng, to come over.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Granny Zeng looked coldly at Zhao Keyan, who was about to crawl out of the hole, and waved for someone to open the door.

"This is a sacred Buddhist sanctuary. Aren't you afraid of the Empress's wrath for your reckless behavior?"

Seeing several burly old women pouncing on her like hungry wolves, Zhao Keyan hardened her heart, grabbed a shard of broken porcelain, pressed it against her neck, and drew blood.

"Don't move! If anyone dares to come up, I'll die right in front of you. Let's see how you explain this to Her Majesty the Empress."

"For a concubine of the King of Qin to die tragically in a temple because of a meal, it would damage the reputation of the royal family if word got out."

Seeing these people stop, Zhao Keyan was secretly delighted and quickly seized the opportunity to say:

"Quickly prepare a good meal for me, and boil some tea. If anyone tries anything, I'll kill myself."

As she spoke, fearing they wouldn't believe her, Zhao Keyan forcefully drew a shallow mark on her neck.

'Pah, why don't you just slit your own throat?'

On the wall, Pangu Banner crouched in a corner, watching the two sides confront each other in the courtyard. It wished it could take Zhao Keyan's hand and slash directly at her neck.

Unfortunately, the old women inside didn't know the woman's background like it did, and they were actually prepared to compromise, which made Pangu Banner so angry that it scratched several marks on the wall.

Immediately, it used the contract to contact its host inside the palace and briefly explained the situation.

Then the other party said calmly, "No rush. Shao Jinheng has been demoted. Given his selfish and self-serving nature, even if he still loves Zhao Keyan, he must hate her now."

Otherwise, this woman wouldn't have started to desperately try to escape.

Shao Linshen said calmly, "The people from the Prince's Mansion should be arriving soon. Just follow this woman and make sure she doesn't get away. When the time comes, just let the Prince's Mansion know where she is."

Upon hearing this, Pangu Banner hid back on the roof, his emerald green eyes darting around, reflecting the farce unfolding below.

The servants readily complied, and within half an incense stick's time, they had prepared a table of delicious food for Zhao Keyan.

A flash of sarcasm crossed the woman's eyes, but she didn't immediately pick up her chopsticks.

She picked up the teapot with feigned gentleness, as if caressing a priceless treasure, and poured herself a cup of tea.

The water in the cup sloshed and rippled before she held it in her palm.

Upon seeing this, the guards frowned, but before they could utter a sound, everything went black, and they all collapsed to the ground like felled trees.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Keyan suddenly stood up, like a ferocious beast, and slammed the chair she was sitting on down hard on the necks of several nannies.

Only after the others had completely stopped breathing did she throw down the chair, lift her skirt, and run outside.

The courtyard was empty, which made it easier for the woman to do her thing. She quickly pulled out the bolt, carefully braced herself against the door to prevent it from making a loud noise, and squeezed out from the inside by turning her body to the side.

After the person left, a dark figure jumped down from above the eaves.

Its round, plump body was as big as a bucket, yet it moved with extraordinary agility, tiptoeing around the corpses in the room to gather their souls and connect them to the Heavenly Dao, allowing these innocent people to be reborn into a good life. Only then did it follow Zhao Keyan from a distance.

Zhao Keyan had no idea that she had a little tail following her. She was currently immersed in the joy of escaping and did not notice that the Prince's mansion's pursuers were closing in on the traces she had left behind.

"Phew, I can't go on anymore, I need to rest for a while before running again."

Zhao Keyan slumped unceremoniously under a pine tree, her once exquisite embroidered shoes now covered in mud, and the hem of her skirt sticking dirty to her calves.

But she couldn't care less about that now. An hour had passed since she escaped from the temple, and she hadn't even had a sip of water. She was running around in this desolate wilderness, not knowing where to settle down.

Zhao Keyan, panting heavily, kept asking the system in her mind:

"System, I'm a fugitive now, so I can't absorb any luck anymore. Can you help me change my name and appearance and reappear in front of people with a different face?"

The system paused for a moment before saying, "As long as the host has luck points, everything will be easy."

"Can't you let me buy on credit first? Where am I supposed to get you some luck points now?" Zhao Keyan slammed her fist on her thigh in anger.

Just as she was about to continue her persistent nagging, a thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately said excitedly:

"System, can you take back the luck points on my son? He's my son, and without me, he wouldn't exist. As his mother, don't I have the right to reclaim my luck points?"

She can barely take care of herself now, what use is her son?

It's just a son; we'll have more in the future.

The system hadn't expected this woman to have such an idea, and didn't answer for a moment.

Its core was also spinning rapidly, analyzing whether it was more likely that after it had killed its host, it would directly bind to the "ghost fetus" and absorb the dynasty's fortune; or whether it would be more worthwhile to continue cooperating with this woman.

"System, what's wrong with you lately? Why are you always lagging?" Zhao Keyan called out several times but received no response. She frowned and kept urging it in her mind.

The two were so engrossed in their own thoughts that they didn't notice the sudden, unusual silence that had fallen around them.