Quick Transmigration: Vicious Female Side Character Role-play Plan

After five years, the Emperor finally had another prince. The Great Zhou Dynasty finally had a healthy prince.

While everyone’s attention and concern were focused on the Third Prince, Zhuang He Ming took good care of Jiang Xin Ren.

Outside the bedchamber, a group of palace maids were entertaining the Third Prince; inside the bedchamber, Zhuang He Ming was leaning against the bedhead, his voice clear and unhurried as he read a storybook.

“Upon hearing this, the woman let out a wail and finally revealed the truth: You and that widow are biological siblings, how can you…”

Jiang Xin Ren was lying in the man’s arms, her head resting in the crook of his arm. Listening to the clichéd and familiar melodramatic plot, she didn’t know what to make of it.

Compared to their quiet intimacy, the situation outside was in chaos.

The Third Prince forcefully pushed away the rattle drum in front of him and cried out “ah ah” in the direction of the bedchamber, using all his strength in his chubb

Bai Shuang was at her wit’s end and pleaded with a bitter face, “Young master, little ancestor, Her Highness and His Lordship are busy. You really can’t go in.”

The Third Prince’s fair little face immediately scrunched up, and he pouted as if he was about to cry. The palace maids were on high alert and hurriedly tried to coax him.

Just as they were at a loss, Her Highness’ voice came from inside the bedchamber, “Bring Xu’er in.”

The palace maids felt relieved and pushed open the door to send the young master in.

The bedchamber was filled with the lingering scent of passion. The palace maid looked up and saw Consort Hui leaning weakly against the Prime Minister’s chest, her collar wide open, revealing a large expanse of fair and delicate skin, and her enchanting face still flushed with the afterglow of spring.

She immediately lowered her head and handed the little prince to the Prime Minister.

Xu’er finally got his wish and lay in the familiar arms, no longer crying or making a fuss, once again a well-behaved and adorable good baby.

But his little mouth was still pouting in a pitiful manner.

Jiang Xin Ren found it amusing and reached out to pinch his chubby cheeks, “Little rascal, how could Qiu Ye and the others dare to mistreat you? Who are you putting on this act for?”

Xu’er struggled and grabbed his mother’s finger with his little chubby hand. Seeing his mother smiling, he also curved his eyes, which were identical to hers, and revealed a toothless smile.

He was so cute that Jiang Xin Ren couldn’t resist teasing him while jokingly saying,

“They all say that Xu’er doesn’t resemble his father.”

Her beautiful eyes glanced at the man coquettishly, “What do you think, Prime Minister?”

Zhuang He Ming didn’t say a word. He lowered his head and pressed his face against the child’s chubby little face. The large and small faces together resembled each other by a full sixty percent.

However, Xu’er was still a baby, and his little face was plump. Moreover, his eyes were exactly the same as his mother’s. So the people in the palace all thought that the Third Prince didn’t look like the Emperor but resembled Consort Hui very much.

After all, Xu’er was still young. After playing for a short while, he became sleepy and closed his eyes, holding his little fists as he fell asleep.

Zhuang He Ming held him lovingly and said in a low voice, “Xu’er, in the future, Dad will take you to meet Grandpa and Grandma, alright?”

When Zhuang’s parents saw Xu’er, they would surely be overjoyed. At that time, he would also have something to say to his parents.

Over the years, he had stayed in power and held a high position. Every year during the Qingming Festival, he would kneel in front of his parents’ graves, but he had nothing to say.

Zhuang’s parents had been farmers all their lives, honest and simple. If they knew what their son had done, they would probably be so worried that they would lose their appetite.

But now with Xu’er, he could tell his parents about Xu’er and Xu’er’s mother, and there would no longer be silence and guilt from beginning to end.

“I have already made arrangements for those matters,” he hugged the treasures in his arms tightly, “I will not allow any mishaps to occur.”

“Mm,” Jiang Xin Ren responded softly.

The final freedom and outcome, whether they lived or died, they would be together.

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Time passed quickly. In the earlier days, out of concern that Xu’er would catch a cold and fall ill, they rarely took him out of the palace. Today, the weather was quite warm, so Jiang Xin Ren carried Xu’er to the Imperial Garden.

But unfortunately, the Emperor was flirting with Concubine Qiao in the Imperial Garden.

Although Jiang Xin Ren wanted to turn around and leave, the Emperor had already seen them and said with great joy, “Beloved Consort has brought Xu’er out as well? Quickly let me see Xu’er.”

Jiang Xin Ren carried Xu’er closer as instructed.

Speaking of the Emperor, it was quite strange. Before she gave birth, he kept talking about the prince, as if he had great expectations. But after Xu’er was born, he didn’t seem to care much.

Every time he came to the Jian Jia Palace, he would ask a few questions about the Third Prince’s condition, hold him briefly, and then leave.

She almost thought that the Emperor had noticed something, but every time the Emperor saw Xu’er, he was extremely happy and didn’t seem to know anything.

Later, she understood. This was probably a case of having high expectations when you don’t have it and feeling relieved once you do.

Indeed, he was the male lead. His irresponsible character setting never collapsed. The only one who could truly subdue him was the female lead.

The Emperor didn’t know how to hold a child, so he used a rattle drum to play with him. Xu’er was very cooperative, opening his mouth wide and reaching out his chubby little hands to grab it.

Concubine Qiao looked at the innocent and adorable appearance of the Third Prince, feeling sourness in her heart. She couldn’t help but squat down to play with the Third Prince as well.

The little prince was born as fair as jade and snow, white and chubby like a little snowball. His charmingly silly appearance made the Emperor laugh continuously, completely forgetting the time and the officials waiting in the Imperial Study.

Zhuang He Ming was among them.

After waiting for a long time without seeing the Emperor coming, he glanced at Rong Shun. Rong Shun slightly lowered his head, went out to inquire about the situation, and came back to inform his master:

His Majesty encountered Consort Hui and the little prince in the Imperial Garden and is currently playing with them.

Xu’er?

Although others said that Xu’er resembled Consort Hui, if he and Xu’er appeared at the same time and were directly compared, those with discerning eyes could still see through it at a glance.

Thinking of this, Zhuang He Ming stood up and bowed to the other officials to express his apologies:

“This official suddenly remembered that there are urgent matters at home, so I will take my leave first. I hope you all will be magnanimous.”

Today’s matter wasn’t anything important to begin with, and His Majesty wouldn’t reprimand the Prime Minister too much. The other officials naturally had no reason to object.

Leaving the Imperial Study, he quickly headed towards the palace gate. At this time, of course, the faster he left, the better.

But things didn’t go as he wished.

Zhao Yue Li often came to the Imperial Study these days to bring some soup. Today was no exception. She was carrying a food box and walking towards this direction when she saw Prime Minister Zhuang hurrying.

Court officials had to salute the palace consorts.

Zhuang He Ming took a deep breath and said expressionlessly, “Greetings, Concubine Qiao.”

“The Prime Minister need not stand on ceremony.”

Zhao Yue Li was not someone without discernment. She naturally saw that Prime Minister Zhuang was in a hurry to leave and didn’t make things difficult for him.

“Is the Prime Minister on an urgent matter? Then please hurry and go.”

“This official has been remiss. Thank you, Concubine Qiao.”

Zhao Yue Li smiled lightly and watched Zhuang He Ming leave, then continued on her way to the Imperial Study.

When she arrived, she was informed that His Majesty was currently in the Imperial Garden, and the Third Prince, Consort Hui, and Concubine Qiao were all there.

Zhao Yue Li thought that she hadn’t paid respects to Consort Hui for a long time, and today happened to be a good opportunity, so she took a detour to the Imperial Garden.

As soon as she arrived, she heard laughter. It was a group of people shaking a rattle drum to entertain the Third Prince.

The Third Prince was also happily moving his hands and feet.

Zhao Yue Li walked over and knelt to pay her respects, “This concubine greets Your Majesty and greets Consort Hui.”

The Emperor saw her coming and waved happily, “Yue Li, come quickly. Xu’er and I are having a good time. You should join us.”

This…

Seeing that Consort Hui had no objection, Zhao Yue Li approached and bent down to look at the Third Prince.

With one glance, she was stunned.

Prime Minister Zhuang had a graceful and bright appearance. She had just seen him, so naturally, she wouldn’t forget. The Third Prince’s appearance…

Her gaze hesitantly looked at Consort Hui. The Third Prince’s eyes indeed resembled Consort Hui, but as for the rest, she carefully observed the Emperor’s appearance but found no similarity to the Emperor!

Not only did he not resemble the Emperor, but he also had some resemblance to the Prime Minister!

She immediately straightened up, her face pale, and retreated to the side, concealing the shock and turbulence in her heart.

How could this be…

Jiang Xin Ren noticed her abnormal behavior and lowered her eyes, her face revealing nothing.