The realm was ethereal and indistinct, with no living beings visible. When Mo Yuanyuan first arrived, she felt an unprecedented sense of terror, but as she completed various tasks, she became accustomed to it.
"Congratulations, Master, you have completed the ninety-seventh task. Would you like to accept the ninety-eighth task?" The system's voice, which had remained unchanged for centuries, rang out in the space.
Isn't that obvious? Just as Mo Yuanyuan was about to press the accept button, she remembered something, her hand hovering in mid-air as she asked, "Do I have to become pregnant again?"
"No, no, no," the system said three times. "You won't need to be pregnant for the next three tasks."
Hearing these words, Mo Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the accept button without further hesitation.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a clean and magnificent palace.
She sat up abruptly, but felt an unprecedented fatigue, as if she had just given birth.
She still had some strength, and slowly propped herself up, trying to get out of bed, but found that her legs were a little weak.
It took him a long time to finally manage to get out of bed.
Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, one sees a delicate and beautiful face reflected before them, with snow-white skin and exquisite features, like a perfectly sculpted work of art, making it impossible to look away from her face.
However, the elegance and loneliness revealed between her brows made her delicate and beautiful face look more aloof and noble.
Although she looked haggard, she was still stunningly beautiful.
"It's made me a stunning beauty again. I wish I were this good-looking in real life," Mo Yuanyuan said, touching the face that didn't belong to her.
Just then, the system's voice rang in my ears, "That's easy. After completing the task, just take the money to get plastic surgery."
"Please, while I may not be a stunning beauty, I'm not so ugly as to be frightening. Besides, our bodies and hair are gifts from our parents, how can we just do whatever we want with them?" Mo Yuanyuan rolled her eyes and said.
The system is invisible. If it had the same expression as a human, Mo Yuanyuan's words would have been met with countless eye-rolls. "Heh, so many reasons, it's all just because you're afraid of pain and unwilling to spend the money."
Feeling a little embarrassed that her thoughts had been exposed by the system, Mo Yuanyuan quickly changed the subject, saying, "Alright, let's not chat about things that aren't part of the mission. Tell me, who am I now, and what wish do I need to help the original owner fulfill?"
The system said, "Your current identity is Consort Nian of Yinzhen, and Nian Yuyao, the younger sister of Nian Gengyao. You must protect the last bloodline of the original owner, as well as the Nian family."
This task is a bit difficult. Protecting the child means fighting against the harem, but protecting the Nian family means dealing with Yinzhen. Everyone knows that Yinzhen is a deep and cunning man.
Nian Yuyao wanted to ask something more, but the system was in standby mode as usual. She could only shake her head helplessly, realizing that everything was up to her.
Historically, Consort Nian gave birth to three sons and one daughter, but unfortunately all of them died young. She suffered greatly both physically and mentally because of the continuous loss of her children.
Yinzhen doted on her. She was one of the few Han Chinese concubines in Qing Dynasty history and the first Han Chinese imperial concubine in the Qing Dynasty.
Although she was of Han ethnicity, she came from a noble family of officials. Her father was the governor of Huguang, and her brother, Nian Gengyao, was a first-class duke. She was no less than the concubines of the Eight Banners.
Unfortunately, after her death, all the glory of the Nian family vanished along with her.
From the system's words, it can be inferred that this is Nian Yuyao's last prince, and Yinzhen should have recently ascended the throne.
"Other people's children can live, so why did the original owner give birth to so many, but none of them survive? There must be something fishy going on." Nian Yuyao thought to himself, resting his chin on his hand. There was still some time before Nian Gengyao's family was confiscated and he was punished, but this child would not live for more than a few months. Therefore, the most urgent task was to save this child.
Just then, she heard a baby crying in the room. She looked over and saw a cradle next to the bed.
She walked over quickly and saw the baby in the cradle open its big, watery eyes and stare at her intently.
"What a beautiful baby!" Nian Yuyao couldn't help but exclaim. However, she found it strange that children born in the harem were cared for by wet nurses and nannies, but in her case, she was the one taking care of the baby.
She asked the system many times, but unfortunately the system always pretended to be dead and did not answer.
She could only accept her bad luck and, seeing the baby still crying, picked him up.
“Your name must be Fu Pei! Don’t worry, I won’t let you die like your older brothers and sisters before, without knowing why,” Nian Yuyao said softly.
The baby seemed to understand her words and stopped crying.
"Good boy." Nian Yuyao praised. She carefully examined Fu Pei from head to toe and found that he had no hidden illnesses. In fact, he was even stronger than normal children.
"It seems I have to be careful," Nian Yuyao muttered softly, then helped Fu Pei put on his clothes.
Just as she was busy, footsteps sounded outside the door. Before Nian Yuyao could ask who it was, a middle-aged woman of about thirty years old with her hair in a bun walked in.
She didn't even bother to bow before rushing over and snatching the baby from Nian Yuyao's arms.
The baby then burst into tears, as if greatly frightened.
Upon seeing this, Nian Yuyao frowned. Even in modern times, let alone in feudal society, people who snatch children like this would be punished severely.
Seeing Nian Yuyao's displeased face, the woman belatedly realized what was happening. Holding her child, she curtsied and said, "This servant, Cuizhu, greets Consort Nian."
Nian Yuyao glanced at her from head to toe without making a sound, and after a long while, said, "No need for formalities."
Looking at her full breasts, if I'm not mistaken, she must be Fu Pei's wet nurse.
Cui Zhu didn't realize that Nian Yuyao in front of her was a different person, and still said in a nonchalant tone, "Your Majesty is in poor health. What if you lose your grip on the little prince and he falls?"
Not only did she not realize she was wrong, she also shifted the blame onto Nian Yuyao.
In the past, Nian Yuyao would have blamed herself for not being able to even hold her own child.
But now her soul is that of a person with modern thoughts, how could she allow a villain to ride roughshod over her? So she coldly said, "I didn't know I was so weak that I couldn't even hold a child who weighs only a few pounds."
Cuizhu, however, didn't take it to heart. "I'm doing this for your own good. What if you're too weak to hold on and the little prince falls and gets hurt?"
Nian Yuyao's eyes flickered slightly, and she said disdainfully, "This is my child. Even if I hadn't caught him, I would have fallen to the ground to cushion his fall. What's your hurry?"
Cuizhu was stunned, having never seen Nian Yuyao so sharp before.
But she quickly regained her composure, and it was clear from her expression that she was not afraid of Nian Yuyao's status as Consort Nian.
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