Quick Transmigration: Playing the Role of a Devoted Tool

After a year of war, the State of Gu achieved a resounding victory.

That same year, the emperor and empress died at the young age of twenty-one.

It is said that he accidentally fell into the water and drowned.

Some say it was because of his poor health, and that he was destined not to live much longer.

The emperor and empress passed away, and the whole country mourned.

This elegant and noble emperor and empress only reigned for a year before leaving.

Inside the palace, the emperor and empress's sleeping quarters remain intact, and Lin Shou still stands guard at the entrance, though his expression is somewhat dazed. When he sees Gu Qing kneeling down numbly, he even forgets to speak.

Gu Qing pushed open the door, looked at everything in the room, and walked to Qi Ran's favorite spot to lie down.

Not long after, Shu Jing rushed in.

He held a sword, ready to kill Gu Qing. The servants behind him were terrified, grabbing him and holding his feet to prevent him from getting closer.

"Gu Qing!"

Shu Jing's eyes reddened; she wished she could devour him alive.

"What did you say when you sent me north? You said you would take good care of him! When I left, Qi Ran was perfectly fine. He clearly... clearly promised me that he would wait for me to bring back the wheat seeds..."

Finally, Shu Jing collapsed to her knees, unable to continue, and wept uncontrollably.

The surrounding maids and eunuchs gasped, none of them daring to say a word.

Few people actually knew that Prime Minister Shu had a crush on the Emperor and Empress.

Shu Jing staggered to her feet, walked to Gu Qing's side, and slapped him across the face.

"How did he die!"

"tell me!"

Gu Qing snapped out of his daze, looked at Shu Jing, and his scarlet eyes welled up with tears.

"I... killed him."

That medicine will damage a person's internal organs.

At first, things were fine, but as time went on, Qi Ran began to vomit blood.

Every night, Gu Qing held Qi Ran in his arms, watching him slowly lose his life until even his breathing stopped.

"Gu Qing!!!"

Shu Jing wanted to kill him.

Just as the raised sword was about to strike the male protagonist's heart, Shu Jing was struck by an electric shock from the system and collapsed to the ground. The resentment and hatred in her heart turned into tears, which echoed intermittently amidst her mournful cries.

[Host, Gu Qing's favorability rating towards you is fifty. That's fine. Let's go.]

"No... System, help me! I want to start over! I want to take Qi Ran with me!"

Shu Jing finally came to his senses. He was no longer afraid and pleaded with the system.

"We can start over, right? I'll give you as many points as you want, just let me take him away."

"System!!! Help me!"

The system sighed.

[If this doesn't work, host, you will be teleported away in twenty seconds.]

"No!"

Shu Jing got up, intending to take the hairpin that Qi Ran had placed on the table. As the countdown rang in his ears, he finally got the hairpin and put it into his spatial storage.

[Host Shu Jing, mission completion rate is moderate. Overall evaluation: satisfactory.]

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The spring of the second year after the Emperor and Empress passed away.

Lanbo sold his shop and took his belongings to find a good place to retire.

He traveled across the vast rivers and lakes of the country, and witnessed countless cultural events.

In the third year after the emperor and empress passed away, Lanbo settled in a small town, opened an inn, and served travelers. He lived a good life.

When he was forty years old, he heard that the emperor had died.

The new emperor is a puppet, controlled by the eunuch Fu Zi, a notorious and powerful eunuch.

This powerful eunuch was greedy, but he wasn't stupid either.

Lanbo didn't like listening to things in the palace, but with so many merchants passing by, he inevitably heard a lot about the capital.

Some people, after drinking, said that the powerful eunuch was a close associate of the late emperor. Although the late emperor was somewhat eccentric, he married a male empress and treated the people very well.

Those powerful eunuchs might not be so bad.

Years later, the new emperor grew up, grew tired of the powerful eunuchs' control, and joined forces with the aristocratic families to kill them.

Before his death, the powerful eunuch mocked the new emperor for being foolish.

The powerful eunuch is dead.

The country was once again controlled by powerful families, and the emperor became an empty shell for them, living a life even less free than when he was in the hands of powerful eunuchs.

He was forced to marry someone's daughter.

She was forced to have children.

He was forced to die at the hands of the Empress.

Lanbo listened to these stories, then, bored, lay down on the counter and fell asleep.

In his dream, he saw a boy who had his back to him and said he was leaving.

Lanbo didn't recognize him, but she felt very sad and asked him where he was going.

The man said, "Let's go to the next world."

Lan Bo woke up, but he was not feeling well. His adopted son was very filial and helped him into the house before going to attend to the shop's affairs.

"A strange dream..."

Lan Bo laughed, bent down to take off his shoes, and the candied fruit in his sleeve pocket fell out.

In an instant.

Countless fragmented images flashed before his eyes, finally settling on a scene from his childhood when he was bullied by a group of eunuchs, with one of them squatting beside him and reaching out his hand.

"Can you get up?"

"You're injured. This medicine is good; apply it. By the way, my name is Qi Ran."

Sorrowful.

Lanbo collapsed onto the bed, and all the memories that had been erased before his death returned.

With weak, trembling fingers, he carefully peeled back the oil paper from the candied fruit, picked one up, and put it in his mouth.

In those cloudy eyes lie fragments that have traversed the mountains and rivers of time.

Lan Bo left that night.

He left peacefully.

There was no pain, no discomfort; a smile played on her lips as she bent over like a child, clutching a half-open packet of candied fruit in her palm.

A person's life is both short and long.

Laughing and laughing, half a lifetime is gone; feeling pain and pain, it feels like the days are endless.

..........................

Lin Shou never left the Gu Kingdom's palace in his entire life.

He didn't know what the point of him staying here was.

Occasionally, when passing by a corner of the palace, it feels as if that person is right there in the shadows.

His shadow lingers here, and Lin Shou is unwilling to leave.

On the day Fu Zi was executed, Lin Shou went to see him.

He was forced outside the main hall, a knife held to his neck, but there was no fear in his eyes.

When Fu Zi saw Lin Shou, she was stunned for a moment, then finally smiled and softly called out "Brother Lin" across the sea of ​​people.

The knife cleanly and swiftly severed Fu Zi's head.

The once-powerful eunuch died at the hands of the very emperor he supported.

The emperor forbade anyone to collect Fu Zi's body and ordered the guards to hang Fu Zi's corpse on the city gate to vent his resentment.

But Lin Shou didn't understand what the emperor hated.

If it weren't for Fu Zi sparing his life out of respect for Gu Liaoyuan's status as a princess, he would have died in that palace coup long ago.

However, the first time in her life that Fuko showed kindness, she lost her life.

Lin Shou thought, Fu Zi is pitiful too.

He loved the emperor so much, yet he was suspected, much like Prince Qi.

Lin Shou returned to the palace and stayed in Qi Ran's palace. At night, he would light lamps, tidy up the palace, and then sit at the door, as if everything was fine.

"Brother Lin."

Lin Shou turned around in surprise; he had been hallucinating.

There was nothing in the hall.

So he walked over step by step, closed the window, lay down on the footstool and fell asleep, never to wake up again.

The gauze curtain brushed against his cold face, as if someone were asking him why he didn't leave the palace.

Lin Shou regretted it.

He wasn't telling the truth.

It's not that he doesn't want to go out, it's that he doesn't want to leave Qi Ran.

He wanted to be with him.

He grew up in poverty; his sisters starved to death, and his pregnant mother had to work as a prostitute to support the family, but was beaten to death in the street by his lazy and good-for-nothing father.

Lin Shou was too young to do anything.

When he was hungry, he felt no hatred or resentment; he only wanted to fill his stomach.

After entering the palace, Lin Shou managed to eat his fill, but felt unwell afterward.

Actually, he had known Qi Ran for a long time.

But Qi Ran was unaware of this.

When Qi Ran rescued Lan Bo, he was watching from behind the artificial hill not far away.

He didn't know what love was.

What is liking?

But it's always different when I'm with Qi Ran.

It rained outside the palace, and all traces faded away.

A cry echoed throughout the palace; the Empress had given birth to a prince.

The palace was filled with joy.

It's another joyous day for everyone.