Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

Zongzheng Temple.

Princess Xihe sat before the table, preparing a plan for offering incense and paying respects to the ancestors of her Wei family.

seven years ago.

King Cheng was removed from his position as head of the Imperial Clan.

The next day, Aqi arrived at her house in a carriage, and his first words were: "Aunt, would you like to become the head of the clan?"

Xihe stood frozen in place, her blood surging and rushing to her throat.

she thinks.

She thought!

If a three-year-old child dares to covet the throne, what wouldn't she dare to dream of? A prince could sit in that position for many years.

"I think, Aqi," she promised resolutely in a hoarse voice, "If you help me get it, I'll stand by your side."

Regardless of the outcome, we will face life and death together.

Princess Xihe's eyes blazed with a bright light, as if they could pierce through the clouds and face the sun directly.

The two, one big and one small, formed an alliance.

The next day, Emperor Yongwen mentioned Xihe Changgong's authority over the imperial clan at a court assembly.

half a month later.

Xihe's eldest son broke his leg and resigned from his position as the Crown Prince's tutor. The Emperor graciously granted his resignation and gave the position to a member of the Marquis of Yi'an's household.

Emperor Yongwen and his ministers argued for three months before Xihe temporarily assumed the position of Imperial Clan Minister.

She didn't want to elaborate on the various aspects of her four-year temporary tenure and three-year formal appointment.

Princess Cheng'an came in to report something.

She was radiant and was now the Vice Minister of the Court of Imperial Clan Affairs, a fourth-rank official.

The Hou family, which used to bother her, can no longer even get a glance from her. Not only that, she also suppresses the He family members who are officials.

It would be best to remove them all from the court, one by one.

"Your Excellency, the Crown Prince of Cheng requests an audience."

She happened to run into someone who was crying and begging for her help. Not wanting to be laughed at, she had no choice but to bring the person along.

Xihe asked, puzzled, "Has another laughable incident occurred at Prince Cheng's residence?"

King Cheng was removed from his position as head of the imperial clan, the crown prince was refused entry into the palace, the crown prince's wife divorced him, and the crown prince wanted to elevate his concubine to the position of official wife.

During festivals and holidays, King Cheng never left his palace.

King Cheng wept at the tombstone of the late emperor.

Princess Cheng cried to the Empress Dowager, saying that the Emperor had changed.

Because of the Prince Cheng's residence, Kyoto is never short of liveliness.

Cheng An's lips twitched. She thought about it seriously for a moment and shook her head: "No, it's strange, the Cheng Prince's mansion has become quiet recently."

I didn't cause them any trouble.

Xihe: "...Let him in."

......

Facing the usual gazes of the crowd, the crown prince felt a sudden surge of shame.

His anger and embarrassment were a true reflection of his character.

In particular, Zhu Mingyue looked at Wei Qi with a surprised expression, but didn't give him any attention at all.

The young ladies surrounding Wei Qi, including his own mother and the palace maids of Kunning Palace, all wore expressions of surprise and delight, genuinely happy for his sister who wanted to overturn the rules.

But he was forgotten by everyone.

The Crown Prince glanced at Wei Qi with a stubborn yet unfamiliar look in his eyes, then waved his sleeve.

My gaze went toward the gate.

He didn't even care about the most basic manners.

After Ping An apologized, he hurriedly followed.

"What? They're gone?"

Wei Qi hadn't expected him to leave without a word.

Empress Shen looked at Wei Qi with gentle eyes: "It's alright, you can sit with them. I'll have someone serve the meal."

After arranging the young ladies, she turned to look at Qiuyue, her gaze as cold as a deep pool, and told her to keep an eye on the manpower of the Eastern Palace.

Qiuyue nodded and left.

Empress Shen sighed inwardly, feeling that the Crown Prince was becoming increasingly outrageous.

She had clearly told him that stepping down from the position of crown prince was the best solution at present.

He was able to be made crown prince because of the birth of Aqi.

Now that Aqi wants it, it's only right that the Crown Prince returns it.

Empress Shen's heart had already strayed to the Gobi Desert, but she was completely unaware of it.

The Crown Prince came to Kunning Palace only to express his love for Zhu Mingyue, the young lady he admired, and hoped that she could become his Crown Princess.

Firstly, to pull her out of Wei Qi's vortex.

Secondly, he genuinely liked her; his heart would pound whenever he saw Lady Zhu.

But to everyone's surprise, Madam Zhu wanted to marry into the family.

What about the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion that he wants to win?

Can years of hard work be wiped out overnight?

Are you expecting him to just stand by and watch Wei Qi ascend to the position of crown prince due to the favoritism of his father and mother?

Do not!

The Crown Prince, his mind still foggy, remembered that the people he had sent to oversee the Marquis of Wu'an's residence hadn't reported this matter.

Two quarters of an hour, much faster than usual, and he hurriedly walked to the East Palace.

He immediately ordered someone to investigate the man who had married into Zhu Niangzi's family and then kill him.

The man in the green robe had just stepped out of the East Palace when he was stopped at the corner by Qiu Yue and the Imperial Guards and taken into the nearest palace.

The crown prince lay on the soft couch, no longer thinking about Zhu Mingyue, because she would be his sooner or later.

Once the son-in-law leaves, all he needs is physical intimacy with her...

Wei Qi must be just like he once was, doubting the Zhu family's stance. He offered words of comfort, and the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion would support him even if they were unwilling.

The prince threw a purple grape into his mouth and spat out the skin.

He was also thinking about the sacrificial ceremony. Why did his father send Wei Qi when he was clearly the crown prince?

It's his turn to go.

How could the court officials agree?

The eunuch Ping An quietly reported: "Your Highness, Prince Cheng has invited you to his residence for a gathering, saying that there is something concerning your great cause."

The crown prince's eyelids drooped, and he said weakly, "Alright, I understand."

"I'll go when I have time."

In the eyes of the Wei family, King Cheng was a joke.

If it weren't for the fact that not many people dared to openly support him in court, the Crown Prince wouldn't have wanted him.

He then instructed, "Go and ask the Grand Tutor why Wei Qi was chosen to perform the ancestral sacrifices?"

The Crown Prince's face contorted in a moment of rage. He couldn't believe that his ministers in the Eastern Palace hadn't interfered, nor that those loyal to the Great Yong Dynasty hadn't obstructed him.

Can the Emperor alone stand up to the entire court?

He left peacefully, bowing respectfully.

In the deserted palace, the prince reached out and picked up a piece of paper. He crumpled it into a ball, then tore it into tiny pieces, picked them up, and scattered them away.

Back and forth.

It's like scattering paper money at a funeral.

He scattered all the papers on the table throughout the hall, as if he were holding a funeral for someone.

When Zheng Bai entered, his eyes widened as he saw the white paper on the Crown Prince's head and body, and then the white paper around him.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

He shouted, his eyes filled with trepidation. Without bowing, he immediately came to stop him from scattering the paper and removed the pieces of white paper from his body one by one.

Throughout history, the only three crown princes who observed mourning were the three powerful figures in the palace.

Emperor, Empress, and Empress Dowager.

His actions could be seen as a curse, or as a joke.

The emperor must not allow any incriminating evidence to emerge when he wants to depose the crown prince.

The crown prince was stunned for a moment when he saw his actions, but then he recognized that this was his teacher. He staggered to his feet and sneered, "Grand Tutor."

"There's no need to be afraid. I am the Crown Prince. Am I not even allowed to tear up a piece of paper?"

"This Great Yongjiang River and Mountain is my own."

Seeing that he was becoming increasingly incoherent, Zheng Bai warned him with a sorrowful tone, "Your Highness."

The crown prince stood there, stunned, and lowered his head.

The sunlight shone in front of him.

The crown prince reached out to grab it, but Zheng Baiyan spoke of the court's sacrificial rites, and his hand silently withdrew.

He watched helplessly as the sun receded further and further away from him.