Quick Transmigration: 108 Ways for Side Characters to Die

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Chapter 784. The Imperial Advisor: A Beauty That Could Topple Kingdoms (11)

Chapter 784 The Imperial Advisor is Stunningly Beautiful (11)

She acted like a loving mother in front of her son, determined never to cause him any trouble in her life, but she had no such kindness towards the late emperor's women!

Consort Zhao, who was nearly knocked over by the shoveling, turned pale. Wasn't this old woman always so eager for a grandson?

Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen to help her niece.

Now it seems things are not going well.

The Empress Dowager walked straight inside and said, "Zhang Mama, pull those two people out for me."

She would never do this if it were her own son, but she had heard his voice for over twenty years, and it was definitely not Yan'er's.

Granny Zhang immediately led her people in to pull the person away.

The two of them were heavily intoxicated; even though they were pulled apart, they still tried to huddle together.

When Consort Zhao saw the man who was having an affair with her niece, she felt dizzy and weak in the legs. This man was not the Emperor!

"Consort Zhao, you were just calling him Your Majesty, Your Majesty, now do you see who he is?"

A young lady exclaimed softly, "Isn't that Miss Yan? And that man looks like a palace guard on patrol, doesn't he?"

"Yes, I saw him patrolling ahead when we came here."

Since the late emperor's death, Consort Zhao had never knelt before anyone (the Empress Dowager had exempted the concubines from their daily greetings), but today her knees buckled faster than ever before.

"Your Majesty, I misunderstood. Please forgive me."

The Empress Dowager coldly observed the woman, having already decided her future. "Guards, drag these two shameless women out and give them thirty strokes of the cane!"

Empress Dowager Zhao broke out in a cold sweat. Thirty strokes of the rod would likely kill her niece.

At the same time, another woman knelt down with a thud. "Your Majesty, please spare my life! My daughter was ignorant and did such a wrong thing. She deserves to be punished, but thirty strokes of the cane are too much. I'm afraid she can't bear it. Please spare her life, Your Majesty."

This person was naturally the wife of a third-rank Attendant Gentleman of the Palace, and also the sister-in-law of Consort Zhao, Lady Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, and the mother of Miss Yan.

Yan Yudie's mind was still not clear. She was only covered by an undergarment by the palace maids. Because the maids couldn't separate her from the palace maids, they even splashed a basin of cold water on them.

The temperature in March was slightly low, and she was both cold and hot. She only looked ahead in a daze when she heard her mother's voice. Memories rushed into her mind, and she instantly turned pale. She called out "Mother" in a trembling voice. Feelings of shame, anger, and regret overwhelmed her, and she fainted.

The Empress Dowager's anger had not subsided, but she regained some of her composure. "So she is Lord Yan's child. Isn't that Consort Zhao's niece?"

"For the sake of Consort Zhao, the punishment will be halved; let's carry out the execution right here."

In ancient times, when someone was flogged, they had to take off their pants.

Yan Yudie had already lost face; if she were to expose her buttocks and get beaten up, she wouldn't even be able to go out and face people anymore. She would barely survive, so you can imagine what her future would be like.

...

The emperor didn't get out of bed until dinner time.

He called for someone to bring in water, and personally carried the Grand Preceptor into the bathtub for a thorough cleaning.

They served her with even more care and meticulousness than the palace servants.

"Grand Preceptor, look at how things have come to this, shouldn't I establish an empress?"

Ning Yan leaned comfortably against the edge of the bathtub, and upon hearing this, she raised her eyes and glared at the Emperor: "Heh..."

"What do you mean? The Grand Preceptor is unwilling?"

"Being the Imperial Advisor is so comfortable, what would have made me so foolish as to become the Empress?"

The Emperor tried to persuade Ning Yan: "How can that be the same? Once you become Empress, we will be husband and wife. This whole world will be yours, and our children will be yours in the future."

Moreover, even if you become Empress, you will still be the Grand Preceptor of Canglan Kingdom. I promise that I will treat you well. You will only have the title of Empress and will not have to do anything.

"Didn't our Empress Dowager gain twenty years of life? We can leave those palace affairs to her."

Ning Yan: ...You are truly your mother's most filial son. The Empress Dowager is blessed to have a son like you!

"You're quite the talker."

"So, does the Grand Preceptor agree?"

Ning Yan replied coldly and indifferently, "...No."

Yuan Yan: ...

...

After washing up, the two had dinner together, after which Ning Yan left without a second thought.

After he left, he immediately summoned Eunuch He and inquired about the Mingyue Palace.

After drinking that tea today, he felt something was wrong with his body.

They came from the palace, after all; how could they be outsmarted by such petty tricks?

It was uncomfortable, but I went with the flow.

After Xiao Li Zi was sent away, he quickly turned a corner and headed straight for his own palace. Luckily, he ran into the Imperial Advisor who was out for a walk. He didn't know where he got the courage, but he managed to coax the Imperial Advisor back to his own palace. Afterward, he instructed Eunuch He to keep an eye on Mingyue Palace.

Eunuch He quickly recounted what had happened next: "The Empress Dowager has ordered Consort Zhao to pack her things overnight and send her to guard the imperial mausoleum."

I really don't know what that woman was thinking. She couldn't even give birth to a child. Now that the late emperor is gone, instead of staying quietly in the harem, she dares to plot against the emperor. Isn't that just courting death?

Well, that's it, he's going to guard the imperial tombs.

She'll never get out of there in this lifetime.

"By imperial decree, Lord Yan is guilty of failing to properly manage his household. He is to be fined half a year's salary and ordered to stay home for three months to reflect on his mistakes, effective immediately."

This is only because he got what he wanted today; otherwise, he would definitely have been demoted.

Eunuch He quickly ordered a young eunuch to go to the Yan residence to convey the Emperor's edict.

Yan Yudie lost her virginity and was injured in the palace today, making a huge fool of herself. Lord Yan was initially a little heartbroken, but after hearing about the Emperor's punishment, that heartbroken feeling quickly disappeared. "Look at the good daughter you raised! She has really disgraced the Yan family!"

Let's send her to the temple tomorrow, and pretend we never had this child.

Madam Yan cried until her eyes were swollen. She had said a few words to her daughter that since the Emperor's harem was currently empty, if she could catch the Emperor's eye and give birth to the eldest prince, her future wealth and honor would be secured.

But she had never taught her to scheme against the emperor like that, and she didn't know where her daughter got the audacity.

But we still have to fight for what we can for our daughter. "Husband, Die'er is still young. Can we please not let her go to the family temple?"

"I know what you're thinking. Do you think I don't feel sorry for her?"

After all this trouble, she only has two paths: death or marriage. In reality, it's still the same path, and in the end, she will die.

Don't underestimate her just because she's only a third-class guard. As a woman, she did such a thing and had her body exposed. No man would take her seriously anymore.

In time, she would be forced to die of illness.

"Going to the temple offers a glimmer of hope. Once this storm passes, in three to five years, we can find her a merchant from out of town, or a failed scholar, and prepare a generous dowry. She might be able to live a peaceful life then."

Madam Yan was also persuaded by her husband's words, so she stopped crying and planned to tell her daughter.