Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

With the culprit who stole the fortune of the small world eliminated, the so-called transmigrated woman is no longer a threat.

On the very day that Pangu Banner fell into slumber, Shao Linshen received a "thank you gift package" from Xiaotiandao, but he could only open it after his mission in this world was completely over.

Shao Linshen looked at the small square box emitting a faint golden light in his sea of ​​consciousness, his hands itching with desire, so he simply looked away and avoided looking at it.

Now that he is the crown prince and the emperor's only son, as long as he is not stupid or disabled, the throne is already in his grasp.

Therefore, for Emperor Qian Yuan and his followers, the most important thing was for Shao Lin to grow up healthy and strong.

"Good boy, let's just have one more bite and then we won't eat anymore."

"Come on, ah—open your mouth."

There's a kind of hunger that only your parents feel.

Shaolin Shen is in this state now, eating and sleeping like a little pig every day. Even when he gets out of bed to stretch his muscles, he has to be picked up in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, for fear that he will get tired or hurt.

If Shaolin Shen hadn't been an adult at heart, given the way Emperor Qianyuan and his ilk spoiled him, he would definitely have become a foolish ruler in the future.

In the palace, Shao Linshen lived a sweet yet troubled life, while Zhao Keyan was in a much more miserable state at Baiyun Temple outside the city.

Because of the taboo against "ghost babies", the monks in the temple kept her in a secluded courtyard from the beginning. Apart from the giant Buddha statue placed in the center, there was no one else in the empty courtyard.

At first, Zhao Keyan would cry or act pitiful to gain sympathy, but the monk who delivered the food was a deaf and mute sweeping monk who, apart from stuffing some food and water under the door, did not care whether such a small baby could survive.

After causing such a ruckus for a month or so, knowing she couldn't win, Zhao Keyan finally calmed down and spent a year struggling in the battle with the other soul within her body.

But her good fortune didn't last long. One day, she woke up and found that she couldn't feel her lower body at all, no matter how much she pounded on it.

Even more terrifying, Zhao Keyan discovered that she was slowly emitting a foul odor, like rotten food or spoiled salted fish.

She then recalled what the system had said: her physical body was created, inherently without fortune or destiny, without any luck to protect it, like a rootless duckweed, which would rot and decay over time.

"no, I can not."

Zhao Keyan panicked completely.

She thought that if she could endure a few years and grow up, she could find a way to escape. At that time, with the knowledge she had acquired in modern times, not to mention overthrowing this damned feudal dynasty, becoming a wealthy man would be a piece of cake.

Unexpectedly, she lost even her last hope.

"Help! Someone, please help me!"

"I don't want to die."

Zhao Keyan crawled all the way to the sealed gate, banging on the door and shouting loudly, but no one responded no matter how hard she shouted.

That evening, she felt pain and itching on her back. She scratched her back so hard that she tore her skin open and found maggots wriggling in her palm.

"Go to hell! What heinous thing did you do, you bitch? Your body is infested with maggots, how can you even be used?"

A rough male voice suddenly rang out from inside the boy's body, its tone full of irritation:

"I knew there were no free lunches in this world. We're not going to take this body anymore. You'll have to suffer the consequences yourself."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Keyan found that her previously heavy body felt much lighter, but correspondingly, the pain in her body became clearer, causing her to writhe on the ground in pain.

"No, I can't die. I'm a time traveler. How could you ancient people possibly defeat me?"

"It hurts! Someone, help me! I know a lot of useful knowledge. You can't do this! I can make glass, I can make soap... Oh, and I can also make explosives. Once that thing is lit, it can blow up an entire mountain..."

Zhao Keyan wailed in pain, spouting incoherent nonsense. But it wasn't until dawn when someone brought her food that she discovered a humanoid object covered in maggots lying in the courtyard.

At that time, Zhao Keyan's consciousness was already blurred, but the instinct for survival still drove her to keep her eyes open and move her lips outward.

The old monk outside was so frightened that he staggered back, vomiting violently. This commotion attracted the attention of the soldiers guarding the area.

The newcomer's stomach churned, and his eyes were filled with terror. Thinking of how this monster had been guarding the temple all day, he hardened his heart and shouted that the monster was dead. He turned and ordered his men to go to the kitchen, fetch a jar of cooking oil, and pour it over Zhao Keyan. Then he carried over a pile of firewood and set it ablaze, burning everything to ashes...

***

The death of Zhao Keyan caused no uproar. It was like a pebble on the roadside or a withered leaf falling from a tree. To the common people, it was just a trivial matter, not as precious as a bowl of rice porridge.

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Emperor Qian Yuan, who was content with having sons, lived a few years longer than in the original timeline, until he watched his grandsons being born one after another, before quietly passing away in his sleep.

With Emperor Qianyuan having personally taught him the ways of governing the country, Shaolin Shen never again faced a situation where an empress dowager ruled from behind the curtain, and the succession to the throne proceeded exceptionally smoothly.

The former Empress Wang has now been promoted to Empress Dowager, while Consort Shu has become the Holy Mother Empress Dowager.

The two women, now older, got along even better than when they were younger. After the investiture ceremony, they didn't cause Shao Linshen any trouble and simply led a group of imperial concubines to the imperial palace to live.

On ordinary days, everyone would get together to play cards and listen to traditional opera, living a carefree and comfortable life.

In contrast, the former Qin prince, who lived a life of luxury and comfort until his death, was confined to a dilapidated mansion by Emperor Qian Yuan for only three years before dying of depression and illness in the same house.

As for Song, the mother of Shaolin Shen who died tragically, after he took control of the government, he arranged for her remains to be stolen from the imperial mausoleum and secretly buried in Guoen Temple, where they would be worshipped forever.

According to Shao Linshen's thinking, since they were already enemies in life, wouldn't it be impossible to find peace even in death if they were buried with their enemy after death?

All matters are completed.

Emperor Shaolin Shen served as emperor diligently for fifty years, during which time he humbly accepted advice, rectified officialdom, and maintained integrity and self-discipline, ensuring that the people lived in peace and prosperity, and that the country was peaceful and prosperous.

However, they accumulated a substantial amount of merit points.

After he allowed the crown prince to ascend the throne and faked his death to leave the palace, Pangu Banner finally digested the bad system and learned the location of the artifact fragments from the Heavenly Dao.

"Brother Shen, it's under a big banyan tree in the northern district of Yanzhou City in Jiangnan."

Having set his goal, Shao Linshen didn't delay. He performed good deeds along the way until he reached his destination and finally managed to dig out the fragments under the tree.

Looking at the rusty artifact, which resembled broken roof tiles, Shao Linshen lost all interest in it. After cleaning it, he let the Pangu Banner devour it.

He prepared some supplies and placed them in the space. (The original 2-cubic-meter space had now doubled in size, resembling a modern small rental apartment.) After filling it with his belongings, Shao Linshen finally spoke:

"Brother Fan, let's go to the next world."