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    Chapter 89: Crown Prince’s Concubine – 17

    Xie Liangchen had now transformed into a full-time stay-at-home dad, playing happily with the children. Little Qingfeng wanted to join in, but having just been “gifted” a complete childhood experience, he could only retreat to the study, weeping as he nursed his wounds.

    Ren Xin, being the mischievous sort she was, followed Little Qingfeng back. Her words were designed to either rub salt or sprinkle chili powder into his wounds, her primary goal being to sow discord.

    “Oh dear, your uncle really is something else. I can’t believe he actually hit your palms. It breaks my heart.”

    Qingfeng shot Ren Xin a sidelong glance. “Auntie, you were the one who found the ruler for Uncle. Did you forget?”

    Ren Xin pretended she hadn’t heard. “Auntie was in a difficult position, too. I simply couldn’t resist your uncle. We’re still the best of friends in the whole world, right?”

    Qingfeng wasn’t buying it and continued to expose her. “But you won’t forget how loudly you were laughing off to the side, will you?”

    This kid was surprisingly hard to fool.

    “Every single mistake is your uncle’s fault. Your auntie is a pure and noble soul through and through.”

    “If you hadn’t suggested at the very end that Uncle punish me by making me practice calligraphy, I might have believed you.”

    Ren Xin: “…” This family was surprisingly hard to tear apart!

    In that case, she could only go back and try to whisper sweet nothings into Xie Liangchen’s ear to influence him.

    Who would have thought that Qingfeng would shatter her plans immediately? “Auntie, I told Uncle that you mentioned wanting to study with me again. He agreed. Starting tomorrow, let’s continue our studies together!”

    Ren Xin: “???” When had she ever said such nonsense?

    Qingfeng spoke slowly and deliberately, “As expected, some things are only remembered by the victim! See you tomorrow, Auntie~”

    Ren Xin: “…” She was the elder here! This unfilial child!

    Even her “honey trap1” failed to change Xie Liangchen’s mind. He insisted that since she had made her own bed, she had to lie in it.

    Ren Xin: “…” You enjoyed the favors, but you won’t settle the bill!

    Xie Liangchen shook his head, indicating his hands were tied.

    Hmph, divorce! She was definitely getting a divorce!

    In the middle of the night, the funeral bells2 tolled. Upon hearing them, Xie Liangchen leaped out of bed, though the sound didn’t disturb Ren Xin, who was snoring away.

    Xie Liangchen tucked the covers around her and instructed the maidservants not to disturb the Madam before striding off toward the palace.

    Xie Liangchen also dispatched soldiers to guard his grandmother’s quarters, ensuring the entire estate was protected so thoroughly that not even a drop of water could leak through.

    When Ren Xin woke up the next day and saw the dark circles under her maid’s eyes, she felt a sense of déjà vu. She asked cautiously, “Did something happen again while I was sleeping?”

    The maid nodded solemnly. “The funeral bells rang from the palace last night. As for who exactly…”

    Ren Xin’s eyes widened. She thought incredulously: Did the Big Boss just kick the bucket?

    She went to pay her respects to Grandmother, only then learning that the Emperor had passed away. Apparently, he had been overcome by a fit of rage and couldn’t catch his breath.

    Fearing that Ren Xin might be frightened, Grandmother said soothingly, “Don’t overthink it. Chen-ge has sent many people to protect us. Everything will be fine.”

    She wasn’t afraid, but why did it feel like things were spiraling out of control?

    Book Spirit Number One played dead, not daring to utter a word!

    “Book Spirit Number One, aren’t you going to make up a lie?”

    Book Spirit Number One refused. “No, no. I don’t know anything either. I’m just a pure and innocent little system. What could I possibly know?”

    Ren Xin: “…”

    “Then let’s skip the lying phase and go straight to discussing compensation!”

    Book Spirit Number One: “…”

    “Fine, fine. The Crown Prince has been reborn3. The timeline of this world has completely collapsed…”

    Ren Xin scoffed. Tsk, tsk… the employees in this sector were truly incompetent.

    Book Spirit Number One snapped back, “But this doesn’t affect you at all, okay? You basically do nothing and reap all the rewards. Since you arrived here, what have you done besides eat?”

    That comment didn’t sit well with the ginseng spirit.

    “I also gave birth to children!”

    Book Spirit Number One thought about it. True, that was a major event!

    But it still argued back defiantly, “Besides that? You haven’t made any contribution!”

    “You’d better rephrase that, or I’m going to start scolding you!”

    Book Spirit Number One stubbornly refused. “I’m just stating facts. I simply cannot tolerate any flaws!”

    Fine, fine, fine!

    She would keep her remarks brief. “I’m not going to be your friend anymore, and I’m not talking to you ever again!”

    Book Spirit Number One: “???” That’s it?

    Ren Xin nodded. “That’s it. We have a long time ahead of us. Your ‘blessings’ are yet to come!”

    These words made Book Spirit Number One feel an inexplicable fear, sensing the ruthless intent hidden beneath the host’s calm demeanor.

    “Host, actually, we’re on the same side. I can help you, believe me? I just didn’t know how to speak properly. Can you forgive a humble and timid little system?”

    “No. You do absolutely nothing but complain, you’re stingy with gift bags, and the tasks you pick are full of loopholes. Are you an intern system? You’re so incompetent…”

    Book Spirit Number One: “…” Good grief, she was waiting for that, wasn’t she? But a system was made of data; it had no heart and couldn’t be hurt


    Translator’s Notes


    1. honey trap: A translation of ‘Meiren Ji’ (美人计), the 31st of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, which refers to using a beautiful woman to distract or manipulate an opponent. ↩︎

    2. funeral bells: In imperial China, the tolling of bells from the palace (often 27 or 81 times) signaled the death of an Emperor or a member of the high imperial family. ↩︎

    3. reborn: A common trope in Chinese web novels (Chongsheng) where a character returns to their own past with memories of their previous life intact, allowing them to change their fate. ↩︎


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