Transmigration: The Main Character is Not Becoming the Cannon Fodder! Chapter 142 - 14: The Imperial Concubine Has a System (Part

The Imperial Concubine felt resentful towards her father for the first ti. He was so arrogant, and how could an emperor not be suspicious? His actions only made Your Majesty doubt him.

If it weren’t for her father, Your Majesty wouldn’t have had so many qualms.

In the following years, the system occasionally issued so tasks. However, the main goal was still to make the Second Prince the Crown Prince.

It seed as if there was no way out of this strange cycle, and the Imperial Concubine beca increasingly haggard.

However, when the Second Prince was six years old, the Emperor suddenly issued an order, making the Second Prince the Crown Prince.

But although the Second Prince beca the Crown Prince, the Imperial Concubine did not beco the Empress.

Nonetheless, on the day the Second Prince beca the Crown Prince, the Imperial Concubine inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

It wasn’t just that she would no longer be tornted, but in the depths of her soul, it seed as if a layer of oppression had vanished.

In the later stages, the Imperial Concubine beca more seductive, but she always felt sothing pressing on her, as if in the next mont her soul would scatter. However, after the Crown Prince was established, that sense of oppression imdiately disappeared.

She thought it was due to completing the task and relaxed all of a sudden.

In fact, so things were beyond her imagination.

When the Crown Prince was eight years old, the Imperial Concubine gained even more favor, and her father beca increasingly domineering.

After all, the Second Prince was the Crown Prince. Who could say no to the Crown Prince’s family?

Perhaps people like Mr. Wen made the Crown Prince beco more arrogant.

Even leading to another thought.

"Your Majesty, shall I assist you in changing clothes?"

"Sure, would My Beloved Concubine like to bathe with ?"

The Imperial Concubine blushed: "Your Majesty, we’ve been together for so many years, how can you still..."

"My Beloved Concubine is always in my heart. Isn’t My Beloved Concubine happy? It’s been a long ti since we bathed together, hasn’t it?"

"I would love to, as long as it’s sothing Your Majesty enjoys, I love it too."

The two entered the bath, returned to the bed from the bath, and rolled towards the bed, both very involved. The Emperor seed to be soulless, led by the Imperial Concubine.

After the Emperor finished, lying on the Imperial Concubine, she stroked the Emperor’s back with one hand, while the other hand slipped under the pillow.

On the bed covered by the curtain, it was already dim, only a faint light, the Emperor did not see the Imperial Concubine suddenly draw out a dagger.

And that dagger directly stabbed into the Emperor’s back.

The Emperor looked at the Imperial Concubine, full of shock, but even more of sorrow.

"Why?"

At this mont, the Imperial Concubine, looking at the blood in her hand, shrank a little. When she heard the Emperor’s question, she couldn’t help but laugh.

"Your Majesty, you ask why?"

At this mont, the Imperial Concubine seed a bit mad.

"Your Majesty, do you know that when I was young, I admired you, but you, you never liked . I knew I had no talent, knew I had no beauty, but I had a heart that loved you. Why were you not willing to look at ?"

"Year after year, I stayed in the Cold Palace, it was cold and sad, every day felt like a year. I swore never to enter the Royal Family’s doors again."

The Emperor frowned: "Have I not been good enough to you?"

"Heh, good to ? These are things I deserve. It was Heaven who gave a chance, I ca back, but I still entered the Imperial Palace. I gained a treasure, with it, I changed, I beca talented, beca beautiful, and the Emperor was attracted to ."

The Imperial Concubine stroked the Emperor’s face.

"But Your Majesty, a wounded heart will always have its grievances. I’ve struggled to climb to this day, my heart is bitter, do you know how much pain I’ve suffered, the feeling of needles piercing into my body, the sensation of ants crawling in my body, do you know? To have today, how much have I paid?"

The Imperial Concubine’s hand kept cradling the Emperor’s face: "Your Majesty, if you don’t go, how can our child ascend the throne? Once our child ascends the throne, I will be free, and no one will mistreat ever again."

After the Imperial Concubine finished, her eyes suddenly beca vacant for a mont, and in the next mont, she picked up the dagger that had been tossed aside, raised it, and stabbed towards her own heart.

Fortunately, the Emperor moved suddenly, and the dagger was a little off.

Even after stabbing, the Imperial Concubine suddenly felt dizzy, painfully waking up.

Sohow, all the poetry and songs seed forgotten by her.

Even her body had changed; the once alluring Imperial Concubine had once again beco an ordinary woman.

What had she been doing? Why would she hurt herself?

At this ti, both the Emperor and the Concubine were covered in blood, quite disheveled.

And at this mont, the Crown Prince walked in.

Seeing the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine, the Crown Prince had a smile on his lips.

"Father, Mother Concubine, what ga are you playing? How could you play so dangerously, drawing blood? Oh dear, are you alright? Shall I summon the Imperial Physician?"

At this mont, the Imperial Concubine’s heart was sowhat flustered: "My son, didn’t you say to have Mother kill Your Majesty, so that you could ascend the throne? Why, why did it turn out like this?"

The smile on the Crown Prince’s face beca more and more eerie.

The Emperor suddenly laughed.

"My Beloved Concubine, do you know, you harbored a monster in your body? This monster sucked your Essence Blood, absorbed the Royal Dragon Qi, and now it parasitically resides in your child, devouring your child’s soul, and will henceforth live as the Crown Prince."

The Imperial Concubine was full of shock, disbelief: "No, it’s impossible, it was just a system; it said it would help beco the most noble presence in the Imperial Palace, it wouldn’t harm ."

The Emperor gave no reply.

The Crown Prince let out a sharp laugh: "My Mother Concubine, how naive you are, nothing cos for free. If I hadn’t failed my Tribulation back then, I wouldn’t have hidden in you. At that ti, I was already at my full strength’s end, and if I hadn’t used your resentnt to absorb so energy, how could I have today?"

"Now that you and Father are leaving, later, I will announce that there was an assassin. Henceforth, I will be the Emperor. With the Emperor’s Dragon Qi and great fortune, I can cultivate slowly, even if facing a Tribulation, with the help of Dragon Qi, I can safely pass through. Speaking of which, I really must thank you, Mother Concubine."

Suddenly, the Emperor stood up. He was originally a puppet. Although everything was as real as with a real person, he was after all a puppet. That stab wouldn’t have affected him; otherwise, he would have died long ago from being stabbed in the heart from the back, and wouldn’t have been able to listen for so long, or rescue the Imperial Concubine.

Seeing the Emperor unscathed, the Crown Prince was very shocked: "Why are you fine, damn it, why are you fine?"

Clearly, the Crown Prince was a bit flustered.