Forced to Ascend the Throne after Transmigrating

A child once came here.

She was a little princess, she was already five months old, but in the end she couldn’t be saved.

Zhao Chongrong had been in poor health in her early years. She finally got pregnant but failed to keep the baby, so she could no longer have children.

And she is not the only one in the harem who is infertile.

Listening to the noise coming from the main hall, Zhao Chongrong felt even more uncomfortable.

Zhao Chongrong’s family background was ordinary, far inferior to that of Concubine Rong, so she definitely needed a child to consolidate her favor. Otherwise, even if she was Chongrong, no one in the palace would take her seriously, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs would be even more neglectful.

Zhao Chongrong thought that even if she had a princess, she would have someone to rely on for the rest of her life.

Unfortunately, God refused to let her realize even this wish.

Because everyone was living together temporarily, and the queen had been here before, Zhao Chongrong had taken a look at the little prince when the nanny brought him out.

Gu Shao was sleeping soundly at that time and he didn’t know it.

When Zhao Chongrong saw it, she felt that it was a very beautiful child, with good looks, but the child looked a little weak, probably because he was born prematurely.

Come to think of it, God is really blind. Even a woman like Concubine Rong has a child, but she has nothing.

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt. The lights in Shu Lan Zhai remained on until late at night.

Three days passed in a flash, and Concubine Rong had barely gotten used to Gu Shao and her identity as a mother. Finally, she was no longer as averse to her son’s closeness as she was at the beginning.

There’s nothing we can do. Who can blame this guy for being such a clingy guy? He’s so clingy that Concubine Rong has lost her temper.

As soon as he saw her, the boy started whining and looked pitiful, as if he was about to cry. If you didn’t know better, you would think that his nanny was bullying him.

When she was in the boudoir, her parents and brothers gave in to her. After she got married, even the emperor had to tolerate her temper from time to time.

Only this little thing in front of her regarded her as a support.

Depend on her!

Concubine Rong had never thought that these two words would be applied to her one day. She found it novel and incredible, but more of it was anxiety and uneasiness.

Do I really have such ability?

For the first time in her life, Concubine Rong examined herself. In terms of appearance, she was indeed top-notch, but when it came to knowledge, talent, and even temper, Concubine Rong could not say a good word about her against her conscience.

The Zhen Mansion was composed entirely of military generals; even the only daughter could not escape.

When Concubine Rong was young, she would get a headache whenever she saw a book, so she could only recognize a few words roughly, and she couldn’t understand anything more deeply.

The Duke of Zhen didn’t care. In his eyes, no one would dare to despise his daughter even if she was like this. If she didn’t want to learn, then she didn’t have to.

Concubine Rong never thought there was anything wrong with this before, but now that she has a child, she suddenly feels a sense of crisis.

Among all the people in the palace, Concubine De has read the most books and is the one who can help the eldest prince the most. As for me…how can I help the child?

Another thing is that Concubine Rong had never been exposed to the secretive tactics used in the inner palace. Although her father had two concubines, they were both honest and obedient. In addition, the children were in the hands of the lady, so there was no room for them to use tricks. Therefore, Concubine Rong was naturally raised in a simple way.

During the years of being married to Emperor Jingwen, Concubine Rong gained a lot of experience and realized that the deep palace was not as simple as it seemed.

Even the Shufei, the Defei, and the Xianfei had lost their children one after another, let alone others.

[Pure Consort (淑妃; shūfēi)

Virtuous Consort (德妃; défēi)

Worthy Consort (賢妃; xiánfēi)]

Is it really all due to the mother’s weakness? No one would believe this.

Especially the first child of Concubine Shu, who was raised with great difficulty until the age of five. He didn’t even have time to be included in the imperial genealogy until he was six, and he didn’t even have time to be ranked in the order of seniority. He was gone overnight.

Concubine Rong entered the palace late and had never seen the child.

You don’t feel pain unless the knife falls on your body. In the past, Concubine Rong didn’t feel anything at all. Anyway, Concubine Shu gave birth to several more children later, and it didn’t seem to have any impact.

It was not until Concubine Rong became a mother herself that she thought about what would happen if the little thing in front of her suddenly died one day… Just thinking about it made Concubine Rong shudder.

No, I can not let something happen to him!

Her child will definitely grow up safely, look better than anyone else, and live longer than anyone else!

“Mother will never let anything happen to you!” She will never let go of anyone who dares to hurt him!

Seeing that the woman in front of him seemed to be thinking about something and was suddenly filled with murderous aura, Gu Shao was stunned. Oh no, could he have gone too far?

Seeing that she seemed to have frightened the little thing in her arms, Concubine Rong quickly regained her tenderness: “Whatever you want, mother will find a way to get it.”

Is there any better position in the world than that?

[T/L NOTE:- She is referring to the throne.]

“Although it may seem a bit unfair to say this, my son must have the best of everything.” Guilt only flashed across her mind, and Concubine Rong selectively ignored it.

The prince’s kindness is not enough after all.

For some reason, Gu Shao always felt that his mother was becoming more and more like a villain.

“With your grandfather’s power and the help of your six uncles, your mother will do her best to let you sit in that position.” There was only Concubine Rong around, and the little thing was still young and couldn’t understand, so she spoke in a voice that was almost a whisper, with almost no scruples.

Gu Shao: “…………”

NoNoNoNoNo…! ! !

He doesn’t want it!!!

Emperor, a miserable job that requires one to get up earlier than a chicken and sleep later than a dog. 996 still has weekends, but the emperor has no days off all year round.

[996 working system = Under official Chinese law, employees can work a maximum 44-hour workweek and any work beyond that requires extra pay for overtime.]

The most important thing is that he worries too much. The rise and fall of an entire country depends on the emperor alone. The pressure is unimaginable.

In modern times, Gu Shao was exhausted from managing a company and wanted to quit, let alone being an emperor.

In ancient times, emperors often had short lives. If they were wise, they would be exhausted to death, and if they were incompetent, they would be killed by rebellion. In short, it was a high-risk job.

Gu Shao has been a poor boy since he was young. He never had the great ideal of sleeping on the lap of a beautiful woman and ruling the world when he is awake. After all, wealth and glory will eventually become empty. You can’t bring them with you when you are born, and you can’t take them with you when you die.

Besides, being an emperor is really useless.

Except for having more beauties around him, other aspects cannot be compared with modern times, and Gu Shao himself is not a lustful person.

There is everything in modern times. Gu Shao dares to say that the things he has enjoyed in modern times are not available to the emperor.

Gu Shao stood on the shoulders of giants, so naturally he looked down on the ancient emperor, who was relatively tall.

As a person who has enjoyed a smart toilet, Gu Shao wanted to ask, after becoming an emperor, does that mean he no longer needs to wipe his butt when he goes to the toilet?

Even if someone else helps you wipe it, don’t you still have to wipe it?

So, refuse.

Gu Shao felt that being a prince was pretty good. He was second only to the emperor and above everyone else, also at the top of the pyramid, but without that much pressure. It would be even better if he could meet a cautious emperor. Once all the burdens were lifted, all that would be left was eating, drinking and having fun.

When he was short of money, he would ask his brothers for it. If his brothers were a little respectable, they would definitely give him some. Or he would simply take all the money, which would be enough for him to spend for a lifetime, while his father was still alive.

Gu Shao felt that being a prince was quite good. He was simple, shy and easy to talk to. He couldn’t stand it when the maidservant beside his beautiful mother knelt down in front of him. He was a soft persimmon.

Unable to see her son’s urgency and fear at the moment, Rong Guifei shouted in delight, “Suxin, go, ask Zhao Chongrong to bring me two books.”

Since she had to plan so much for her son, Concubine Rong felt that she should also work hard.

Su Xin looked as if she had seen a ghost. For a moment, she quickly lowered her head, replied “yes”, and hurried out.

Half an incense stick later, Concubine Rong opened the “Great Learning” in front of her with great ambition.

After one stick of incense, Concubine Rong’s expression began to become stiff.

After two incense sticks, Concubine Rong began to feel dizzy.

After three incense sticks, Concubine Rong decisively closed the book again.

“Oh, I have a headache.” Under the teasing gaze of the nanny, Concubine Rong lay back down.

Just before she fell asleep, Concubine Rong tilted her head and couldn’t help but admonish, “Little thing, when you grow up, don’t learn from your mother.”

You are going to be the emperor!

“Ahh.”

Gu Shao blinked his eyes and looked as well-behaved as possible, but he couldn’t help but sneer in his heart.

I’m sorry, mom. I must have inherited your problem of getting a headache whenever you read!

Not only do I want to inherit it, I also want to develop, promote, shine and expand it.