Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat! Chapter 512 - 25: The Cannon Fodder Vase in the Scheming Nov

It wasn’t until midnight that Chu Yunxuan finally rembered to go and check on Zhao Ziyuan.

He still didn’t know that all the won in the backyard had seen him and Zhao Ziyuan affectionately together by the fake mountain.

So he took advantage of the thick night and sneaked in through the back door. Once inside, he slled a strong scent of herbs, starkly contrasting the warm fragrance in Chun Niang’s room, mixed with the icy cold air, making him instinctively reluctant to linger.

But out of guilt, he pushed open the door and went inside.

Zhao Ziyuan was lying sickly on the bed, her face as pale as paper, lips colorless, already thin body now emaciated like paper. Seeing this, Chu Yunxuan frowned and quickly stepped forward to ask.

"What’s wrong? Are you sick?"

He gestured to touch Zhao Ziyuan’s head, but she harshly slapped his hand away. Then, during Chu Yunxuan’s mont of surprise, he saw the woman on the bed staring at him with an icy, hateful gaze.

This look directly tore all his tenderness to shreds.

The man’s expression instantly turned cold.

"What do you want this ti?"

"The won in your backyard almost killed , so what do you think I want! I want a lifelong partner! I want you to marry !"

Chu Yunxuan laughed in frustration.

"Marry you? Sure, I don’t want the throne anymore. I’ll just go to His Majesty and ask for a leisurely official position, drive all the won in the backyard away. How about that?!"

Zhao Ziyuan fell silent again, biting her lip tightly, tears in her eyes as she looked at Chu Yunxuan.

How could she possibly let go of the throne when it was almost within reach.

She had endured so much grievance and suffering, and now she was about to reap the rewards; how could she be content to give up.

Chu Yunxuan stood up and coldly left a sentence.

"Think clearly about what you want to say next ti."

After saying this, he turned and left.

Zhao Ziyuan clutched the quilt tightly, her tears falling in big drops.

Thinking about it, she realized she was indeed unreasonable just now.

After all, Chu Yunxuan hadn’t anticipated the current situation, and compared to other people from ancient tis, he had done quite well; not to ntion he was a prince, a future ruler, yet he was only devoted to her.

To bla, it could only be blad on those won!

Especially Jiang Lai, who loves stirring up trouble, a useless fool only interested in the petty inner-yard intrigues!

——

Chu Yunxuan headed straight to Chun Niang’s room. Whenever he’s agitated, he wants to find sothing relaxing, and with the many eyes outside, it’s easy to be talked about. Since his manor has everything he needs, why should he compromise?

Moreover, he’s just listening to music, not doing anything else.

Chun Niang had a good voice, singing for Chu Yunxuan at night and for Jiang Lai during the day, with a lodious voice that lulled people into sleep, very hypnotic.

After each song, she would ask for rewards, and after realizing Jiang Lai was more generous than Chu Yunxuan, Chun Niang started being perfunctory with him, conserving energy for singing to Jiang Lai.

"Prince Consort, His Highness cos to my room every night now, but... he never does anything else. Am I not doing well enough?"

"No, it has nothing to do with you. Just keep singing like you are now."

Chun Niang didn’t ask much, after all, her daily task was to serve Chu Yunxuan well, then take the silver to gamble. No matter how much she lost, she would co back for more, living a much more carefree life than before.

When the ti was right, seeing that Zhao Ziyuan was about to hold back and apologize, Jiang Lai directly went to et the Empress. After spending the afternoon in the palace, soon, Chu Yunxuan was summoned.

Summoned by His Majesty personally, with the Empress listening beside him.

"Recently, your manor was burgled, and the governnt has been investigating for many days but found no signs of theft. What do you think about this matter?"

Chu Yunxuan cald down steadily.

"I’ve been preparing for the disaster relief at the end of the month, so didn’t have much energy left for this matter... But Governor Lord Liu is skilled, he can surely give an explanation, thank you, father, for your concern."

The Emperor looked at him and suddenly smiled, his old eyes full of clarity.

He knew where the dowry went, for sure.

He felt more chilled towards his son.

The Empress, sitting beside, suddenly added.

"This disaster relief will take at least three or four months, possibly half a year. The Eighth Prince isn’t young anymore; if he goes away for half a year, it’ll delay the matter of his descendants."

The Emperor looked at Chu Yunxuan, his gaze obscure.

"Indeed, among your brothers, besides the second one, I’m most concerned about you, lacking offspring for so long unlike your older brother, who just had another son last month.

You both hold official positions in the court, but your elder brother handles his inner yard affairs much better than you."

Chu Yunxuan felt tight inside.

His older brother was the current rival, supported by Chu Yunci. Before, he didn’t worry much because the elder brother was incompetent, but recently, he’d done several things impressing His Majesty, threatening Chu Yunxuan’s position.

Plus, the matter of offspring...

Again with the offspring!

His Majesty’s words were clearly a warning, even a threat, suggesting that if he had no offspring, there was really a problem with his body, and the throne would naturally not belong to him anymore!

After Chu Yunxuan left, the Empress casually comnted.

"Old Eight is a thoughtful child, wholeheartedly focused on the court, Your Majesty can relax a bit in the future."

"Hmph! Just a child’s foolish thoughts! Can’t even handle the backyard affairs, how could he manage court affairs?!"

The old Emperor was now wary of his son ddling too much in court matters.

The Empress’s words directly worsened his impression of Chu Yunxuan.

Before, he thought his eighth son was capable, but now realized, it might be too early to conclude.

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Returning to the manor, Chu Yunxuan went straight to Zhao Ziyuan.

Without waiting for her to speak, he repeatedly asked if she felt anything lately.

Zhao Ziyuan, thinking Chu Yunxuan was concerned for her, was moved and replied gently.

"No issues with my health."

"No issues..."

She’s a healer; if she were pregnant, she’d know.

Chu Yunxuan cald down.

It’s no longer about whether Zhao Ziyuan is willing to bear his child, but whether she actually can!

Waiting ti after ti, all he saw was his predatory brothers lurking.

If he had offspring from the beginning, perhaps His Majesty would have reinstated him as Crown Prince by now!

"Chu Xuan, tonight you..."

"You rest, I have matters to handle tonight."

Zhao Ziyuan was extrely disappointed, but considering the current strained relationship, she reluctantly nodded.

That night, as the storm approached, the air was suffused with oppressive energy, chilling to the bone.

Following Jiang Lai’s instructions, Chun Niang dressed in an alluring outfit, lit incense, and awaited at the zither.

Amidst the storm, her room’s door was pushed open, and a man, full of chill, strode in.

Little Buding quietly turned away from the gossip.