Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 889 - 891: Entering King Qin’s Mansion (6)

Chapter 889: Chapter 891: Entering King Qin’s Mansion (6)

Nangong Yi said, "Rest assured, after all the effort to get to where we are today, I won’t break the jade bottle just to kill a rat!"

...*...*...

Jin Guifei, upon receiving the news that the assassination had failed, was utterly enraged. She furiously smashed items around the room, shouting, "Damn it, take care of all those useless wretches for me, leave none behind!"

Li Shanggong paused briefly, then advised in a low voice, "Your Majesty, these people are the best of your secret guards. It was not easy for them to return alive. Please give them a chance to redeem themselves. After all, training a secret guard is no easy task. If you kill so many all at once, you won’t have many people at your disposal...."

"Shut up!"

Jin Guifei, pointing at Li Shanggong’s nose, hysterically said, "Don’t think I can’t see that these secret guards are nothing but opportunists. Now that The Prince has been disposed of, none of you takes me seriously anymore, daring to treat me with such negligence. If I let them off, who would still respect me, and who would work diligently for me? Pass the order, execute that bunch of trash for me right now. If you pity them, then go die with them!"

Li Shanggong broke out in a cold sweat all over her body. She wasn’t noble enough to risk her own life pleading for others—that was something she could never do in her lifetime.

Seeing that Jin Guifei had grown irrationally furious, Li Shanggong, not wanting to draw the fire unto herself, quickly tried to change the subject.

"Your Majesty, this servant heard that that little b*tch had lunch in The Emperor’s study with The Emperor today at noon, and she even begged The Emperor to name her son as King Ding."

The ’little b*tch’ Li Shanggong mentioned was none other than a palace maid turned beauty, with the surname Yan and given name Zhaoyan. She was only eighteen this year. Originally a palace maid in charge of tending to flowers in the Imperial Garden, she encountered The Emperor by chance two years ago, and due to her outstanding looks, she was favored by The Emperor once. Eventually, she bore a son and was conferred the title of beauty.

Yan Meiren was not only young and beautiful but also quite scheming. Previously, she dared not vie for favor too much for fear of Jin Guifei’s power, so Jin Guifei did not take her seriously. In the past few days, seeing that The Prince had been deposed and Jin Guifei had fallen ill, she became more active in her plans. First, she had another ’coincidental’ encounter with The Emperor in the Imperial Garden last night, reigniting his old flame for her. Then today, she had lunch in the Royal study, acting all endearingly and charmingly, to the point where The Emperor was so beguiled and turned topsy-turvy and even quietly agreed to her request to name her young son as King Ding.

Upon hearing this, Jin Guifei immediately forgot about the assassination plot against King Qin and, with her beautiful brows knitted in tension, asked, "What happened? Did The Emperor agree?"

Li Shanggong nodded and said softly, "He agreed. According to the servants from the study, The Emperor even secretly promised to promote Yan Meiren to a concubine!"

Jin Guifei closed her eyes, took several deep breaths, her chest heaving violently, her cheek muscles tensed.

Back then, he had promised that in this lifetime he would only love her and her mother. But now, just after The Prince had been maimed, he couldn’t wait to dote on the son of the woman he fancied. Had he forgotten how much she had suffered for him, how she had been harmed to the point of being unable to bear children anymore? Why was he so heartless? The vows they had made in their youth, promises that still echoed in her ears, had he forgotten them all?

"Tonight, summon Beauty Wang to Brocade Palace to set the rules!" she said with a dark expression.

"Yes!"

Li Shanggong heaved a sigh of relief. She didn’t care whether Yan Meiren would be disciplined or not, as long as Jin Guifei had forgotten that she had just pleaded for the lives of the secret guards.

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With the situation being urgent, the Mu family people didn’t even stop for lunch and hurriedly took a horse carriage to seek refuge in King Qin’s Mansion. King Qin’s Mansion was located on Lantern Street to the east of the Palace, with an exceptionally good location, stretching the entire length of the street. From behind the surrounding wall, one could see the palace’s impressive halls and pavilions rising majestically. Behind them, the garden was lush with trees and rocks, giving the mansion a verdant and moist air. Upon entering the Royal Palace, it was evident that the interior was luxurious and spacious, with orderly architecture, fine craftsmanship, and intricately interwoven buildings, which fully reflected the splendor and wealth of the Royal Family as well as the refined simplicity of civilian grace.

Cai Wei sat in the carriage, silently observing the towering ancient trees, the pavilions, and the towers within the mansion, encircled by mountains and water, and the winding corridors, feeling many strange emotions within her heart.

How beautiful this place was, breathtakingly so. Unlike the luxurious Original Point Bishui Villa, this place not only exuded grandeur but also seemed to have an additional touch of refined simplicity. Moreover, this picturesque mansion appeared to be her future... home!