The Daily Life of a Concubine's Daughter After Transmigrating

Li Baoqin trembled and took a step back, as if she was somewhat powerless.

Two tears streamed down her face, and she gently placed one hand on her lower abdomen.

The Empress Dowager said with a stern face, "Miss Li is not feeling well, please go and rest."

Several eunuchs came one after another to help Li Baoqin up.

Li Baoqin flung herself away and shouted, "Don't touch me!"

Then, she cried and shouted at Prince Xiao, "Ling Luo! Why did you say that? Why did you say that?!"

Seeing her outburst, the eunuchs no longer held back and, despite the Empress Dowager's livid face, forcibly dragged Li Baoqin out.

"Li Anqi, why aren't you thanking the Emperor?" the Emperor asked, his smile fading.

Li Anqi slowly raised his despairing, empty eyes.

"Thank you... for your great kindness, Your Majesty."

She had just finished paying her respects to the emperor when the tamarind bracelet on her wrist suddenly scattered all over the ground.

She quickly bent down to pick up the seeds.

Several eunuchs also stepped forward to help Li Anqi pick up the pieces.

Li Anqi's vision blurred instantly, and tears streamed down her face.

No one noticed she was crying except for the old woman.

The birthday party is over.

As soon as he stepped out of the palace gates, Li Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

He played chess with Li An.

"His Majesty is by nature sensitive and suspicious, and he cannot tolerate any dissent. Fortunately, you are not like Baoqin in temperament and did not contradict him to his face. Otherwise, if you had angered the Emperor, the consequences would have been unimaginable!"

Li Anqi seemed to have lost his soul, and didn't hear anyone speaking at all.

The old lady's eyes showed heartache as she gently took Li Anqi's hand and sighed deeply.

"Ugh……"

The old lady was speechless, filled with helplessness and sorrow.

Li Anqi's lips were pale. He glanced blankly at the old lady, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

The old lady once said that as long as she could make the decision, she would definitely let herself choose to marry the person she liked.

But this time, the old lady couldn't make the decision.

No one but the emperor can make the decisions.

Why would God play such a joke on me?

The group sat in the sedan chair for a while.

Finally, Li Baoqin was escorted out of the palace gate by the eunuchs.

Li Baoqin's eyes were red and swollen, as if she had been crying.

She stormed into the sedan chair and, without saying a word, slapped Li Anqi across the face.

"Qin'er, what are you doing?!"

Li Anxiu held Li Baoqin's arm to prevent her from doing anything unexpected.

"What did I do? Why don't you ask her what she did?!"

Li Baoqin pointed at Li Anqi and said frantically.

"It's because of her that Mother went to Jixing Temple! It's because of her that Lingluo doesn't want me anymore!"

"Shut up!" the old lady and Li Miao shouted at the same time.

The old lady raised an eyebrow and said, "It's precisely because of your unruly and shrewish behavior that Prince Xiao keeps you at arm's length!"

“No way! Ling Luo has never cared about these things, he has never looked down on me!” Li Baoqin argued hastily.

Snapped!

Li Anqi suddenly slapped Li Baoqin back.

The old lady, Li Miao, and Li Anxiu all found it somewhat unbelievable.

“I follow the rules, but God has not been kind to me. I no longer need to force myself to be tolerant in everything.”

Li Anqi's expression was empty and indifferent. She spoke softly, as if talking to herself.

Li Baoqin's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, but unusually, she did not have an attack.

She may have realized that Li Anqi's situation was not much better than hers.

The old lady and Li Miao had complicated expressions, even though they didn't quite understand what Li Anqi meant.

But it was obvious to the naked eye that Li Anqi was unwilling to marry.

"An Qi, you—"

Just as Li Miao was about to teach Li Anqi a lesson, the old lady stopped him.

The old lady looked at Li Miao seriously and shook her head.

Li Miao didn't know what else to say.

The group had not yet returned to Jingguo Mansion.

The joyous news that Li Anqi had been betrothed by the Emperor had already reached the Jingguo Mansion.

Liu Yun was overjoyed and took the initiative to help Zhi Lan prepare for Li Anqi's wedding.

"Our young lady is as still as water, and has never cared about matters of men and women. I thought the old lady wanted to keep her for a few more years, which worried me to death!"

"How can you make this decision? What are you worrying about?" Qiuyue asked.

Liu Yun glanced at Qiu Yue, seemingly thinking that she was somewhat oblivious to romance.

“We are both just personal servants. If Miss doesn’t marry, what future will we have?” Liu Yun said.

The autumn moon paused, staring blankly at the drifting clouds.

There are roughly three paths for those who become personal maids.

First, one must follow their master for life, from birth to death.

Secondly, they left their masters and returned to the life of ordinary people.

Thirdly, she could become a concubine to her master's husband, sharing the same husband with her master.

This third option is one that many ambitious servants would choose.

If the master disagrees, it is common for some lowly maids to secretly seduce the master's husband.

The autumn moon is unclear.

She didn't know what Liu Yun meant by those words.

Liu Yun twisted her braid with her fingers, looked up at the sky and laughed, "Although she is a concubine, our young lady is going to marry Prince Xiao! He is a force to be reckoned with in the Great Xin Kingdom!"

With a hint of worry on her face, Zhilan approached the two of them and gave them some instructions.

"When Miss comes back in a little while, none of you should act too smug. It's best to keep quiet, understand?"

Although Qiuyue didn't understand, she still nodded.

Liu Yun asked, "Why? Isn't this a joyous occasion?!"

Zhilan looked at Liuyun, sighed sadly, and said gently, "This happy event was decided by the Emperor. Who knows what our young lady is feeling inside?"

"Oh..." Liu Yun frowned and fell silent.

After Li Anqi returned to Jingguo Mansion, his complexion was indeed not good. He seemed to have lost his soul and could not even walk properly.

Zhilan simply took care of her resting quietly and did not ask any further questions about the arranged marriage.

The next day, Zuo Siyun arrived again in a flurry of activity.

Seeing Li Anqi lying pale on the bed, Zuo Siyun covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled.

"Oh, isn't this the emperor and empress dowager's favorite? How come he's become so useless after being betrothed so soon?"

Li Anqi slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Zhilan.

Zhilan nodded and presented the pair of cards to Zuo Siyun.

Zuo Siyun rolled her eyes, crossed one hand across her chest, and beckoned to Fang'er with the other.

Fang'er took over the card from the head of the household.

"You're smart enough to know what I'm here for, which saves me a lot of trouble!"

Just then, Liu Yun returned from outside.

Zuo Siyun glared fiercely at Liu Yun, then continued to mock Li Anqi in a sarcastic tone.

"I told you, you would reap what you sow, and this is your retribution!"

Li Anqi forced a smile and spoke slowly in a hoarse voice.

"I don't know whether it's worse to marry someone you don't like or someone who doesn't like you."

Li Anqi originally didn't want to bring up Li Anxiu's matter.

But since Zuo Siyun was kicking her when she was down, she didn't have to tolerate it.

Zuo Siyun's body suddenly stiffened.

As if someone had touched a sore spot that no one knew about, his face instantly turned extremely ugly.