Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

The Empress felt a headache coming on when she saw the gloating look on her face, but for the sake of the young prince, she kindly offered a suggestion:

"This woman is wicked and adept at hiding her true intentions and using her charm. Such behavior will inevitably lead to trouble sooner or later. My sister is now the mistress of a palace, while that Zhao woman is merely a concubine of a prince. There is really no need to get too involved with her."

These words were so honest that they made Shao Lin, who was in a daze, take a deep look.

'Indeed, she is a virtuous empress praised even by the Duke of Liguo; she is indeed an upright person.'

Consort Shu, however, did not understand the underlying meaning and thought that the Empress did not like to gossip. She responded listlessly, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone stride in from outside the palace.

"See Your Majesty!"

The Empress led the way in bowing, but before she could even bend down, Emperor Qianyuan helped her up, and the little one who was still in Consort Shu's arms was also taken away in one swift motion.

'Here we go again.' Shao Lin sighed helplessly to himself.

On the surface, he also had to play a childish game of dodging and stabbing with Emperor Qian Yuan.

His chubby little face scrunched up, and his tiny, lotus-root-like hands waved frantically, 'resisting' for a long time, but he still got pricked in the palm by the beard on Emperor Qian Yuan's face. Enraged, Shao Linshen banged his little head against the other's chest repeatedly, which made everyone laugh.

"Zitong, look how energetic my son is."

Emperor Qian Yuan felt no pain whatsoever; instead, he proudly displayed the young prince's robust physique to everyone.

"Your Majesty, I have just calmed the prince down. Please don't make him cry again."

The Empress smiled helplessly, watching the child wriggling and rushing towards her. She was overjoyed, feeling that all her efforts during this period had not been in vain.

So she quickly "rescued" the person from Emperor Qianyuan's grasp and turned to hold him in her arms.

Seeing the two of them vying with her for the child every day, Consort Shu pouted with a hint of jealousy. However, Granny Feng quietly tugged at her sleeve, and she stood silently to the side with her head down.

Suqiu and Granny Feng exchanged glances, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

Lately, no matter how busy His Majesty is with court affairs, he visits the young prince at Yongfu Palace every day. However, he is worried that the sound of the whip and the announcements will frighten the child, so he always comes quietly.

It's all thanks to their mistress's easygoing nature; if it were any other concubine, they would have been terrified and fallen ill.

"Ah Ning, what were you talking about so happily just now? Tell me about it."

Seeing that his son was hiding in the Empress's arms and wouldn't come out, Emperor Qianyuan finally had the leisure to look at Consort Shu.

"Your Majesty, I was just talking to my sister about that Consort Zhao. She and I have never gotten along since we were young. I'm sure she was behind my being sent to the Cold Palace."

"Your wisdom and might are so great, you must do me justice!"

Consort Shu didn't understand the concept of tact. When she saw the Empress winking at her from the side, she thought she was being told to speak her mind.

Now she'd better complain as much as possible, and hopefully that bitch Zhao Keyan will be locked up in the temple for life and never come out.

The Empress blinked and twitched, but still couldn't stop the silly boy from speaking. Helpless, she rubbed her forehead and simply sat back on the soft couch with the child in her arms without saying a word.

Emperor Qian Yuan saw through their little schemes perfectly well and was pleased to see this situation unfold, but recalling the previous news, his initial joy diminished somewhat, and he simply said:

"This woman has harmed the royal bloodline and caused trouble in the Prince's mansion. Her various evil deeds are too numerous to list. I have ordered her to be beaten to death."

As for the Zhao family's daughter being executed along with her entire clan for failing to properly educate her, Emperor Qianyuan did not mention it.

Those who enjoyed the benefits of climbing the social ladder should also bear the hardships that came with it.

The incident was so sudden that the Empress was completely unaware of this turn of events. She thought of the old women she had arranged to look after people in the temple and wondered when she could send them back.

Emperor Qianyuan casually dropped such a big piece of news, acting as if nothing had happened, and just stayed in front of Shao Linshen, teasing him.

Then, she took out a handkerchief covered with writing from her bosom, spread it out in front of the child, and wanted the child to grab it.

"Good boy, just choose whichever name you see."

Emperor Qianyuan had been racking his brains for the past few days, coming up with more than a dozen names. In the end, he really didn't know which one to choose, so he simply wrote them all on a piece of silk and brought them along to let the child choose for himself.

Shao Linshen pretended to be clueless, with a finger in his mouth. He saw a white cloth swaying in front of him and patted it with his hand. In fact, he immediately noticed the familiar words "Linshen" in the upper left corner of the cloth.

Seeing this, the Empress suggested drawing lots to decide whichever name the child drew. However, before she could finish speaking, the little one in her arms grabbed Qian Yuandi's right hand and wouldn't let go. The little one then happily smeared the other's hand with saliva, which also covered the name.

"Oh dear, oh dear..."

He was talking excitedly like a baby, and everyone assumed he wanted to play with Emperor Qian Yuan. They all chimed in, praising the connection between father and son and saying that the little prince wanted to get close to His Majesty.

Emperor Qian Yuan burst into laughter again, his laughter as loud as a bell, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes narrowed into slits.

Consort Zhi looked at the silk cloth thrown on the table, pointed to the name that had been blurred on it, and hesitated:

"Lin Shen?...Your Majesty, my son was just trying to capture that name, wasn't he?"

Although Emperor Qianyuan was disappointed by this, he also thought the coincidence was quite good, so he gently tapped the baby's nose and whispered:

"Very well, from now on my son will be named Lin Shen."

Shao Linshen grinned and chuckled, taking the opportunity to kick the old man. The old man, in turn, praised himself for being strong and powerful...

*

The Emperor was overjoyed to have a son, ensuring the continuation of the empire. Everyone in the palace was beaming with happiness, but inside the Prince Qin's residence, a chilling wind and rain swept through the air.

A few days ago, just as the Prince of Qin's injuries had begun to heal, the palace sent an eunuch to deliver the name bestowed by the emperor upon his son: "Shao Gengzhong".

'What loyalty and filial piety, integrity and incorruptibility, are you deliberately targeting him?' The Prince of Qin was filled with resentment.

He then recalled how he had sent someone to Baiyun Temple to kill that vile woman, and then the emperor had sent someone to accuse him of hiding the Zhao family. After the search was fruitless, he was confined to his quarters for a year and fined three years' salary. He wished that the father and son in the palace would die immediately.

"Where is Xiao Xizi? I haven't seen him lately. How come he, a mere eunuch, is busier than I am?"

The Prince of Qin frowned as he thought of the three people who had returned from the temple that day. He said they were useless trash, talking nonsense about rotting flesh and bones, and that killing someone made them start spouting gibberish.

The old butler, his mind racing, quickly seized the opportunity to sow discord:

"Reporting to Master, Eunuch Xiao Xi fell ill from fright when he returned that night and has been bedridden for the past few days. I have had people prepare some medicine for him several times, but unfortunately, it hasn't helped."

As expected, upon hearing this, the Prince of Qin's expression immediately turned cold, and a gloomy look appeared in his eyes:

“This lowly servant is living a more comfortable life than his master. Since he is ill, he no longer needs to serve me. Old Liu, have two men throw him into the servants’ quarters and make him do rough work from now on.”

Butler Liu was overjoyed and had just bent down to agree when he heard the young master crying loudly.

Thinking something was wrong, he was about to explain when he caught a glimpse of a jade artifact flying past his ear, crashing to the ground and scattering everywhere.

"Cry, cry, cry, all you do is cry all day long."

The Prince of Qin, in a fit of irritation, raised his hand and slapped the servant across the face, roaring:

"Are you all deaf or stupid? You don't even know how to comfort the young master who is crying like this? Anyone who fails to serve him properly will have their head chopped off."