Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

In her previous life, Ji Xiaosong lived to the age of 100 and died peacefully in her sleep.

Xu Weidong left a few years earlier than her, and he too departed with a smile.

Each of the three children dedicated their lives to the country, shining brightly in their respective fields.

After leaving the previous world, Rongrong reappeared by Ji Xiaosong's side.

Originally, she was a colorful cloud. In her previous life, she threw herself in front of Ji Xiaosong and was struck down by the Heavenly Dao, turning into a black cloud that she has not yet recovered from.

"Ah Song, when we go to this kind of world in the future, we must not interfere too much. It's good to just be an ordinary person and work hard."

The thought that Ji Xiaosong almost died still gives Rongrong lingering fear.

"Alas, how could anyone truly stand idly by in that era?"

“I understand you, but think about our lives. If we really lose them, we won’t be able to help others anymore.”

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Rongrong. I'll do as you say. By the way, how about we go to a more relaxing world next time?"

"Easy? Ah Song, you know that true ease and freedom only come from becoming strong. For the weak, their fate is nothing more than a word from the strong."

"Then... give me a better identity."

“Okay, no problem. In the next world, you can become the eldest princess of Ying Kingdom, with a husband who doesn’t take concubines and a daughter who has just come of age. When you get to that world, you don’t have to choose a husband; you can choose one yourself, or you can continue using your previous husband.”

Rongrong briefly explained to Ji Xiaosong, "However, Ah Song, since this world is considered a place for us to recuperate, you don't have any memories of what happened after you transmigrated."

"Yes, I'm not afraid. Although I have almost no cultivation left and didn't gain any merit in the last world, what I accumulated before is still somewhat useful. When I travel to a new world, my luck will be much better thanks to my previous merit."

"Okay, Ah Song, let's go then."

*

"Mother, I will marry no one but Mingyuan in this life!"

A clear yet firm girl's voice pierced through Ji Xiaosong's chaotic consciousness.

She suddenly opened her eyes and found herself sitting upright in a carved rosewood chair, surrounded by a magnificent golden palace, filled with noble people in brocade robes.

Ji Xiaosong blinked, quickly absorbing the memories of this body.

The original owner of this body is Princess Ying, the emperor's older sister, and the wife of the imperial son-in-law Song Linchuan. The girl in front of me who publicly announced that she would marry a poor scholar is her only daughter, Ji Yao.

"Interesting." Ji Xiaosong's red lips curled slightly, and a strange green light flashed in her eyes.

An uproar erupted at the banquet.

Ji Yao wore a light pink gauze dress, with only a white jade hairpin in her hair, which contrasted sharply with the jeweled noble ladies in the room.

Standing beside her was a scholar in a blue robe, his face delicate but with an unnatural pallor, his head bowed in a humble manner.

"Your Highness, the Eldest Princess,"

The scholar stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "I am Liu Mingyuan. Although I come from a humble background, I have a sincere heart for Yao'er. I hope Your Highness will grant my wish."

Ji Xiaosong squinted her eyes and tapped the armrest lightly with her fingertips.

The original owner's memories told her that this was an important banquet held by the royal family to celebrate the Empress Dowager's birthday, with all the civil and military officials present. Her good daughter had chosen this time to publicly announce her relationship, clearly trying to force her to submit.

"Yao'er," Ji Xiaosong slowly rose, her majestic aura as the eldest princess instantly enveloping the entire room, "Do you know what occasion this is?"

Ji Yao bit her lip, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes, but she quickly straightened her back: "I know. That's why I must ask my mother for permission in front of my imperial uncle and all the other officials."

The emperor sat at the head of the table, his brows slightly furrowed, but he remained silent.

Ji Xiaosong glanced around the room and noticed that everyone had different expressions. Some were gloating, some were waiting to see the joke, and a few young noble ladies had jealousy in their eyes.

Ji Xiaosong sneered inwardly.

The original owner had a strong personality, but she spoiled her daughter excessively, ultimately raising such an arrogant and ignorant girl.

"Someone come here." Ji Xiaosong's voice wasn't loud, but it silenced the entire hall.

Four guards dressed in black outfits immediately appeared behind her.

These are the secret guards of the Princess's residence, and they only obey her orders.

"Take this scholar of unknown origin away and lock him in the dungeon."

Ji Xiaosong said it casually, as if he were just ordering an extra dish for dinner.

"Mother!" Ji Yao screamed and rushed towards Liu Mingyuan. "You can't do this! Mingyuan is a good person! He's the person I love most!"

Liu Mingyuan's expression changed drastically, clearly not expecting the princess to be so forceful.

He instinctively took a step back, but was stopped by two guards on either side.

"Your Highness! I'm innocent!"

Liu Mingyuan struggled to shout, "What crime have I committed if my student and Yao'er are truly in love?"

Ji Xiaosong slowly walked down the steps, her skirt embroidered with golden phoenixes trailing in a magnificent arc on the ground.

She walked up to Liu Mingyuan and said in a voice only the three of them could hear, "First, how dare you call Yao'er? Second, seducing a noblewoman of the royal family is a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of your family."

Liu Mingyuan's pupils contracted sharply, and his face turned deathly pale instantly.

Ji Xiaosong turned to face the assembled guests, a polite smile on her face: "Please forgive my daughter's rudeness. She is young and ignorant and has been deceived by a villain. I will handle this myself. The banquet will continue, so as not to spoil the Empress Dowager's enjoyment."

The Empress Dowager nodded slightly at the head of the table, a hint of appreciation flashing in her eyes.

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief and waved for the musicians to continue playing.

"Mother! How could you do this!" Ji Yao cried, trying to chase after Liu Mingyuan who had been taken away, but Ji Xiaosong grabbed her wrist.

"Shut up." Ji Xiaosong lowered her voice, her eyes flashing coldly. "If you make any more trouble, I'll make sure you never see him again."

Ji Yao trembled all over. She had never seen her mother's eyes look so terrifying, and for a moment she dared not utter a sound.

Ji Xiaosong, holding her daughter's hand, bid farewell to the Emperor and Empress Dowager, and left the main hall amidst the complex gazes of the crowd.

As soon as they stepped out of the palace gates, Ji Xiaosong's face darkened: "Where is your father?"

Ji Yao's eyes darted away as she sobbed, "Your daughter didn't know... Father hasn't returned home for three days..."

Ji Xiaosong frowned.

In the original owner's memories, the imperial son-in-law Song Linchuan joined the Hanlin Academy. Although he was the imperial son-in-law, he was deeply trusted by the emperor and was in charge of the royal academy. He was not very busy on weekdays, since most of the work was done by his subordinates.

His daughter caused such a big commotion this time, and he wasn't even there?

"Return to the manor," Ji Xiaosong said coldly, pulling her daughter into the carriage.

The Princess's residence is magnificent and displays the majesty of the royal family in every aspect.

Upon entering the main hall, Ji Xiaosong dismissed everyone except her trusted nanny.

"Speak, what happened?" Ji Xiaosong sat in the main seat, coldly looking at her daughter kneeling on the ground.

Ji Yao bit her lip, her eyes filled with stubbornness: "My daughter and Mingyuan are truly in love, I beg my mother to grant us her wish."

"Truly in love?" Ji Xiaosong scoffed. "How much do you know about him? Where does he live? Who are his parents? Does he have any official rank?"

“Mingyuan is exceptionally talented, but he's just unlucky…”

Ji Yao retorted, "He said he would formally propose marriage after he passed the imperial examination..."

Ji Xiaosong suddenly stood up and slapped her daughter across the face.

The crisp sound echoed in the hall. Ji Yao covered her face and stared at her mother in disbelief.

"Foolish!" Ji Xiaosong said sternly, "Do you know that if word gets out about what happened today, your reputation will be ruined! What will become of the royal family's dignity? Where will your father's face be?"

Ji Yao burst into tears: "My mother has never hit me..."

"That's because I spoiled you too much before."

Ji Xiaosong said coldly, "Guards, lock the princess in her room. No one is allowed to let her out without my order!"

Two burly old women immediately stepped forward, grabbed Ji Yao, and dragged her outside.

Ji Yao struggled and cried out, "Mother! If you hurt Mingyuan, I will never live on!"

Ji Xiaosong's eyes flashed even colder: "Take him away!"

Once the hall returned to calm, Ji Xiaosong rubbed her temples.

The original owner's memories came flooding back like a tidal wave.

The imperial son-in-law, Song Linchuan, came from the scholarly family of the Marquis of Anning. Eighteen years ago, after marrying the princess, he remained obedient and dutiful, and the couple treated each other with respect.

My daughter, Ji Yao, just turned 18 this year. She has been spoiled since childhood and has a simple and impulsive personality.

"Granny," Ji Xiaosong called to her trusted aide, "where has the Prince Consort been these past few days?"

The old nanny looked flustered: "Your Highness, this old servant does not know. The Prince Consort said three days ago that he went to the academy to organize the classics, and he has not returned yet. This old servant sent someone to inquire, and the people at the academy said that the Prince Consort did go that day, but left in the evening."

Ji Xiaosong narrowed his eyes: "Why wasn't this reported earlier?"

"The Prince Consort sometimes stays overnight at the academy, and this old servant thought..." The old woman's voice trailed off.

Ji Xiaosong waved her hand to interrupt her: "Send people to investigate who the Prince Consort last saw and where he went. Also, interrogate that Liu Mingyuan thoroughly."

"Yes." The old woman bowed and withdrew.

Ji Xiaosong stood alone in the hall, her fingertips lightly tapping the table.

Something's not right. Nothing's right at all. The daughter has suddenly fallen in love with a poor scholar, and the prince consort has mysteriously disappeared. There must be something hidden behind all this.